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In the Air - part 1
You sigh as you browse through the in-flight entertainment options, realizing there’s nothing interesting to watch. Glancing over at Drew Royce, who is also looking bored, you decide to strike up a conversation.
“So,” you say, trying to sound casual, “what brings you on this flight?” Drew looks up from his magazine and smiles politely. “Business,” he replies. “I’m heading to a conference.” You nod, feeling a pang of disappointment that he might not be interested in the same things as you.
“And what about you?” Drew asks, leaning back in his seat. “Are you traveling for work or pleasure?” You hesitate before answering, trying to decide how much to reveal about yourself.
“Neither,” you finally say. “I’m just… taking a break.” Drew raises an eyebrow but doesn’t press further. Instead, he changes the subject.
“Have you ever flown first class before?” he asks. You shake your head, feeling a blush creep up your neck as you take in the luxurious surroundings.
“It’s quite an experience,” Drew continues. “The service is impeccable, and the privacy is unmatched.” You nod, noticing how his eyes seem to linger on you a little longer than necessary. It makes your heart race, but you can’t help feeling flattered.
As the flight progresses, you find yourself opening up more to Drew. He listens intently as you share stories about your past relationships and your love for traveling. In turn, he tells you about his hobbies and interests, including a passion for collecting rare books.
“I have a particular fondness for vintage erotica,” Drew confesses with a mischievous grin. “There’s something about the taboo nature of it that fascinates me.” You feel your cheeks flush, but you can’t help being intrigued by his honesty. It makes you wonder if there might be more to him than meets the eye.
The conversation shifts to your own interests, and you find yourself admitting that you’ve always been curious about latex fashion. Drew’s eyes light up at your confession.
“I have a bit of a latex fetish myself,” he says, his voice lowered to a whisper. “There’s something about the way it looks and feels that I find incredibly alluring.” You can’t help but feel a shiver of excitement run down your spine as you imagine what it would be like to explore this shared interest with him.
As the flight continues, you both become more daring. You slip on a pair of latex gloves and touch Drew under the blanket, feeling his body tense up in anticipation. He moans softly as your fingers trace patterns on his skin, and you can’t help but feel a surge of pleasure at the thought of turning him on.
“Do you like that?” you ask, your voice barely above a whisper. Drew nods, his eyes locked on yours as he surrenders to the sensations you’re creating. The tension between you is palpable, and you know that there’s no going back now.
You’re flipping through a magazine when you come across an advertisement for latex clothing that catches your eye. The models in the pictures are wearing tight, shiny outfits that leave little to the imagination, and you can’t help but feel a surge of arousal as you take in the images. Drew notices your reaction and smiles mischievously. ‘Looks like someone likes what they see.’ You blush, feeling embarrassed at being caught staring. ‘I… I’ve always been curious about latex,’ you admit. ‘Curious enough to try it?’ Drew asks, raising an eyebrow. You hesitate for a moment before nodding. ‘Yes,’ you say, your voice barely above a whisper. ‘But only if you’re okay with it.’ Drew grins. ‘I’m more than okay with it. In fact, I think it’s time we took our little experiment to the next level.’ You feel a thrill of excitement run through you at his words. The thought of exploring your shared fetish further is both exhilarating and terrifying, but you know that you can trust Drew to guide you through it. ‘What did you have in mind?’ you ask, trying to sound more confident than you feel. Drew leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. ‘How about we start by exploring the power dynamics of our fetish? I think it could be fun to see what happens when you take control.’ You swallow hard, feeling a mixture of nerves and anticipation at the thought of dominating Drew. It’s something you’ve never done before, but there’s a part of you that’s eager to try it. ‘Okay,’ you say, your voice firm. ‘I’ll do it.’ Drew smiles, clearly pleased with your response. ‘Good. Now, let’s start by establishing some ground rules. First and foremost, we both need to be comfortable with whatever happens between us. If either of us feels uncomfortable or wants to stop, we will. Agreed?’ You nod in agreement. ‘Agreed.’ ‘Second,’ Drew continues, ‘I want you to take charge. I’ll follow your lead, but only if it’s something you truly want to do. Remember, this is about exploring our desires together, not just fulfilling mine.’ You feel a wave of gratitude towards Drew for his understanding and support. It makes you even more determined to make this experience a memorable one for both of you. ‘Lastly,’ he says, ‘have fun with it. There’s no right or wrong way to do this, as long as we’re both enjoying ourselves.’ You take a deep breath, steadying your nerves. ‘Alright,’ you say. ‘Let’s do this.’ Drew nods and leans back in his seat, giving you the space to take control. You take a moment to collect your thoughts, trying to figure out where to start. Finally, you decide to begin with something simple yet effective. Reaching over, you gently grasp Drew’s chin between your fingers, turning his face towards yours. ‘Look at me,’ you command softly. Drew obeys, his eyes locking onto yours as he submits to your touch. You can see the desire and trust in his gaze, spurring you on to continue. ‘Now,’ you say, your voice growing more confident with each word, ‘tell me what you want.’ Drew hesitates for a moment before answering. ‘I want you to dominate me,’ he says, his voice low and husky. ‘I want to feel your power over me.’ You smile, pleased with his response. ‘Good,’ you say. ‘Because that’s exactly what I plan to do.’ Leaning in close, you brush your lips against his ear. ‘But first, we need to make sure you’re properly attired for the occasion.’ With that, you reach into your carry-on bag and pull out a shiny black latex hood. Drew’s eyes widen as he takes in the sight of it, and you can see the excitement building within him. ‘Put it on,’ you command, holding the hood out to him. Drew doesn’t hesitate, taking the hood from your hands and slipping it over his head. The tight latex molds to his face, covering everything except for his eyes, nose, and mouth. He looks both sexy and vulnerable, and you can’t help but feel a surge of desire as you take in the sight of him. ‘Now,’ you say, your voice firm, ‘it’s time to explore just how much control I have over you.’