Chapter 1

This wasn’t part of the plan. Tom figured he would leave his hometown of Chicago and travel the four and a half hours and 1750 miles to Los Angeles relatively incident free. He had, after all, made this trip a number of times.

His corporation had the main office in Chicago where he worked as a regional manager. But they had just opened another office, their third, in Los Angeles and he had overseen the expansion. So he was the obvious choice now to go and see how they were doing.

He didn’t mind the trip either. He liked the Gold Coast and had even thought about putting in for a transfer there, once they got up and running steady. He was tired of Chicago’s cold, windy weather and especially the bitter winters ... it would be nice to wear a business suit in January for a change instead of a heavy, bulky overcoat!

With his flight scheduled to take off at 10:00 am, he had to be at the airport at least an hour early so he could get checked in. This was a business trip, so he only had one suitcase and his laptop. He planned on checking the suitcase and taking the laptop as carry-on since it had all his work on it.

He wanted to go over things on the flight so he would be as current as possible when he spoke to the L.A. office. The day before he was to leave, he had spent the afternoon making sure he had the final draft of his presentation and of all the related figures, charts, and other information. This was his chance to get in good with the boss and he wanted to blow them away with his professionalism and performance!

Tom was sitting at Gate 4 waiting for his boarding call when he heard the gate attendant over the airport speaker system:

“Ladies and gentlemen this is the boarding call for Flight 119 direct to Los Angeles. We will begin boarding passengers now at Gate 4. Please have your boarding passes ready. You may begin boarding now. Thank you.”

Tom got up from his chair and made his way down the jetway to board the L1011 aircraft and found his seat; row 21A, a window seat with two seats next to it. He had paid a little extra for this particular seat.

Not only was it a window seat, but it was also right in front of a bulkhead wall, giving him a few more precious inches of legroom. Since the flight wasn’t supposed to be all that crowded, it really wasn’t all that much more. He thought it would be worth it when he bought the tickets.

Candy had just spent the last two weeks in South Bend, Indiana visiting her parents and as much fun as that was, she was very happy to be on her way back to Los Angeles and home. It had been hot and humid. Hot was okay, South Bend could get hot. But the humidity was killing her.

She had taken a Greyhound bus from Gary, Indiana to Chicago because she hated the little “puddle hopper” flights. She wasn’t real comfortable on big planes, but absolutely terrified of the smaller ones. Her bus had taken just over an hour and a half to travel the 95 miles from Gary to Chicago and now she had the flight to L.A. to get through and she would be back in sunny Southern California.

She had slipped into the ladies room as soon as she got to the airport and removed her bra. It was far too hot and she really wasn’t fond of wearing one, but her parents were pretty old-fashioned and would think a woman was pretty slutty and loose with her morals if she didn’t have one on.

Thankfully, Chicago’s O’Hare International Airport was considerably more tolerable than anything she had seen in South Bend. She was enjoying the coolness of air conditioned airport terminal building, when she too, heard the boarding announcement. Candy boarded the plane and started looking for her seat; 21B.

For a short time Bob had harbored the hope that no one would take the seat next to him. He was going to use it to put the laptop on so he could do some work on the flight. That hope was short-lived, however, when Candy came down the isle with a carry-on bag and her purse. She was reading the seat row numbers and stopped at his row.

Tom noticed she was dressed in a tight knit mini-skirt and high-heeled sandals. Being a devoted tit-man, he appreciated her well-formed breasts, not small but not overly large, and very well-framed in the generous neckline of her dress. The way those breasts were bouncing and the way her nipples were poking at the material of her dress, he thought that they might not restrained by a bra.

She had a small carry on bag that she wanted to put in the overhead compartment, but before she put it up there, she wanted something out of it. She had brought a book with her to keep her busy and keep her mind distracted during the flight. She put the carry-on bag in her seat, and while still standing in the isle, bent over in his direction to dig in the bag for it.

While she was bending over, he had a very nice view all the way down her front. His first guess had been right. There was no bra. He had a wonderful view of two very nice breasts with their very sexy erect nipples. It was cold on the plane, and her nipples were very stiff and pointed.

She didn’t seem to be able to find what she was looking for, so while she looked in her bag, he enjoyed the view. Finally she gave up and just put the bag in the overhead compartment and closed it.

Candy knew full well that he had been looking down the front of her blouse a few seconds after she had bent over, but decided what the heck, he’s cute, and she let him look. She actually considered it kind of a compliment that he made an effort.

Her breasts were a bit larger than average size, but she was proud of the way they stood firm and proud. The combination of the soft knit dress rubbing on them and the cool air in the plane teased her thick sensitive nipples and made them very hard and ache a bit.

She always thought her breasts looked better and sexier when the nipples were stiff. Her dress was just cut low enough and the way she was bent over, he was probably getting one hell of a view of her chest. She couldn’t find the book she was looking for, but stirred around in the bag a little longer than necessary to give him a real eye full.

Tom now had a rather obvious hard-on. He moved around in his seat to try to hide it, but knew he hadn’t been very successful when he noticed the smile on her face as he moved.

She had indeed seen his predicament and was quite pleased with herself for having caused it. Clearly the extra time she had spent bending over had been worth it. It was time for her to introduce herself and find out who owned the uncomfortable erection she had just created.

“Hi, I’m Candy,” she said with a smile.

“I’m Tom. Nice to meet you, Candy.”

“Nice to meet you too, Tom. So are you headed to L.A. for work or pleasure?” she asked, trying to start up a conversation. Candy was nice enough looking and they would be sitting there for a bit, so he accepted the invitation to chat.

“I’m headed to L.A. for work. I’m the regional manager of Costco Systems and we just opened up an office there. I am going to check on it and see how it’s doing and what I can do to help it get established,” he said.

“Oooh, regional manager ... sounds impressive!” she said.

“I don’t know how impressive it is, but I am the one who is heading up the project so I get the joy of flying back and forth to make sure it gets going,” he said.

“So you hate flying then too?”

“No, I don’t mind flying. I actually enjoy it, really. And I like Los Angeles, it’s just I have other things I’m working on that have to be put on hold for this trip,” he said.

“I see. Well, I hate flying myself. It scares me to death everytime. I’m just heading back home to L.A. and this is the quickest way home!” she said.

Tom put his hand over hers. “Well I have flown this route many times. It’ll be fine. I’ll keep you company if you like so you don’t have to be afraid.”

She looked up into his soft brown eyes. “I’d like that very much,” she said. Actually that was a bit of an understatement. She thought her new travel buddy was rather attractive. He was well built with what apeared to be a trim muscular body under his casual suit.

He had a handsome face with a bright sparkling smile, short brown hair, and those eyes! She had liked the looks of him the first time she laid eyes on him. That was why she had let him have a good long look down her blouse.

She had learned years ago that that really got a guy’s attention. And as she looked at his “attention”, she found herself secretly wanting to see if what she saw was as impressive as it would seem to be!

The plane took off on time and as the wheels lifted off the runway, Candy let out a small gasp and closed her eyes tightly. Tom took the opportunity to take hold of her soft hand and held it firmly in his.

Without opening her eyes, she covered his hand with her other one and clung tightly to him until the plane had gotten some altitude and settled into a more gradual climb. She opened her eyes slowly and caught him looking at her with a wide grin.

“Sorry ... I told you I hate flying!” she said, looking at him sheepishly.

“It’s quite all right, I’m just glad I was here for you to hang on to,” he said.

“So am I,” she replied.

They talked and flirted as they settled in for the trip. Tom was becoming very infatuated with her the more he talked to her. He was having a hard time taking his eyes off her. He was horny and he found himself wondering what she would look like undressed.

It was cool in the plane cabin and he noticed her nipples poking at the material of her blouse again. He was dying to see what they would look like with nothing over them. He wished he lived in L.A. so he could ask her out, and she was hoping that somehow his trip wouldn’t have to be all business!

It looked like lust at first sight, but neither one was sure how to proceed to the next level. But fate would give them both a hand. Just over two hours into their flight, the captain came over the plane’s speaker system.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is Captain Williams, your pilot today. We have been informed by Denver flight controllers that the Los Angeles area has experienced a rather significant earthquake and it is unclear if the airport has been adversely effected.

“For safety reasons, they are diverting all traffic from the area airports until they can determine the extent of damage. We have been directed to land at Denver and hold there until the problem can be diagnosed and repairs can be made.