As usual, the check in staff usually block a whole row of seats for flight attendants. So i was happily in my seat, waiting for the aircraft to depart. i wanted to stretch my legs in my row as soon as it is in the air.
However, as soon as the aircraft doors close, this blond guy walked over to my row and promptly deposit his bags over the overhead compartment. I was p'issed that he didn't even ask if he can take the seat next to me. Anyway, being the little miss nice as usual, i removed my bags on the seat and left it on the floor. He seemed apologetic but i can see that he is persistent to occupy the seats next to me. "Tough luck for me" i thought.
Anyway, shortly after he sat down, he tried to make some conversation with me. I brushed him off with some one word answer while pretending to be engrossed with my book. He sorta got the hint. So he left me alone for an hour or so.
Shortly after dinner was served, he tries to speak again. so out of boredom i paticipated. To my surprise, he actually seemed quite nice. Except for the fact that he took my seat and never ask! It was a 7 hour flight and we spoke for nearly 4 hours. It was one of those engaging conversation you can seldom have with a stranger. We spoke mainly about politics, religion, life choices, etc... At the end of the 4 hour i was intrigued by this man.
During our conversation, our eyes constantly met and engaged. He is in his early 30s, smart and attractive. He speaks very good english for a french guy. He is charismatic, sophisticated, well travelled and obviously knowledgeable. Definitely my type. Our body language grew closer and more intimate as we spoke. At some point he was brushing my hair to my ears, adjusting my scarf so that i was covered from the dry aircraft air and kissing my forehead. the last kiss on my hand he has to interrupt my conversation, he told me i was too attractive to be sitting alone. He realized that i was p'issed at first but he couldn't help it. He said he wanted to kiss my lips so many times while i was speaking, or biting my lips. When he told me that i just smiled and thanked him for his compliments.
I proceed to ask him about his travels, he whipped out a badly abused but obviously overused map. The lights in the aircraft was dimmed so we had to lean forward to take a closer look at that tiny map. I was concentrated in map and i realized that he was looking at me, admiring me closely. I looked up and he swiftly but gently touched my lips with his. Our eyes closed immediately as we both enjoyed that moment of sweet interaction. His lips are soft and not too fleshy. I didn't pulled away cause it was good. He paused unwillingly, still looking me in my eyes and said "I'm sorry but i really cant help it. call the security if you have to but i'm just curious to know how your lips feel." I couldn't stop blushing. I didn't reply anything but i just smiled. He took my minimal resistance as a none and l'eaned forward to kiss me again. This time he makes sure he didn't catch me of guard. He gently used his fingers to brush my face facing him. Before he plant his lips, he gave me a good long look of admiration on my eyes and lips. He then gently tilt my face up and kiss me gently around m
y lips and eyes. The second kiss was even sweeter than the first! We were frenching for a good long time. It was invigorating, it was tasty. It was exciting. I have never had such a fairy tale kiss before, especially when it is with a stranger!