Danielle let out a loud groan of frustration and pain.
“Hold it!” I commanded, smacking her ass with the palm of my hand as I pulled the bottle out of her ass hole. It relaxed momentarily and a little stream of water shot out, requiring me to quickly replace the bottle with my thumb before Danielle composed herself and clenched it shut again.
“I can’t hold it!” she pleaded
I rubbed her belly with my hand enjoying the facial expressions produced as I manipulated her brimming insides, sloshing the water around uncomfortably within her.
“OK, you better let it out then” I said, slowly withdrawing my thumb from her leaking asshole.
Danielle stood up and with great care and obvious discomfort climbed over the bath to sit doubled over on the toilet, clutching her bloated stomach. I heard the rushing of water as she released the torrent with a large sigh of relief. I listened as she dumped several loads of water, groaning in pain in between. It didn’t take long for her to empty herself fully and she did admit that she felt a little cooler now post enema.
We didn’t have long before it was time to head to the airport so we both reluctantly got dressed and packed our respective bags. Danielle put on a pair of black leggings and another thin white baggy top – this time with a bra underneath. I unfortunately had to don my uniform as I would be flying out later on that night. Dress trousers and a shirt are not pleasant in 35 degree heat, even if the shirt is short sleeved.
It was late afternoon when we arrived at the airport. I went through the normal security line with Danielle rather than using the crew lane. The vibrator was packed in my flight case and I was pretty anxious that the security team would want to inspect the contents, however in the end they didn’t show any interest. When we got to the other side, Danielle furtively took the fully recharged device from me and headed into the toilets, emerging with a mischievous look in her eyes. I didn’t immediately do anything with it though, we still had a couple of hours until her flight and I was going to make her wait for it. We hadn’t eaten much and as we enjoyed the cool, air-conditioned airport building I began to regain an appetite and realised how hungry I was. I suggested we head to one of the terminal restuarants to get some food. Danielle pointed to one she liked the look of and I followed, appreciating how her leggings tightly formed around her ass cheeks and how it wiggled as she walked. Our waitress let us *********** a table and I pointed to a booth near the back of the restuarant which was quiet. After taking a drinks order she left us to look at the menu. As Danielle peered over the menu, I took out my phone and started the vibrations between her legs. She immediately looked up and smiled as I tapped the slider on my screen to increase the intensity. In the hubbub of the airport there was no sound from the device. Danielle shifted in her seat as the pulses began to arouse her, trying to focus on the menu before her. I watched her for a minute or two and thought I could begin to see the faint indication of her nipples swelling beneath her clothing. Her face was definitely flushed.
Five or so minutes later, the waitress reappeared with our drinks and enquired if we were ready to order yet. I looked at Danielle who contined to stare at the menu, biting her lip.
“MMmm hhhmmm” she said trying to control her breathing.
“I’ll have the cheese burger” I said to the waitress, who nodded and turned to look at Danielle.
“Same please!” Danielle said, hurredly, exhaling noticeably.
“Sure” the waitress replied “is that everything?”
“Yes thanks, do you want anything else?” I said turning to Danielle.
“Nope!” Danielle said with urgency, once more shifting in her seat and crossing her legs.
The waitress picked up the menus and walked away, Danielle watching her as she went, before turning back to me closing her eyes and letting out a moan of pleasure, as her breathing intensified now that we were alone.
“Fuck! That’s feels so good.” she said.
As she did so I became aware of her foot now between my own legs. She had slipped her sandal off and was massaging my crotch. I was instantly transported back to our school sports centre and that day we had both skipped physical education. I remembered the excitement and fear of being caught as she had carressed my cock with her feet back then. I reached down and rubbed her bare foot with my hand, feeling her soft skin and petite toes. Taking a napkin from the table I unfolded it and placed it over my lap. Underneath, I unzipped my fly and extracated my cock from inside my briefs, guiding Danielle’s fooy inside my trousers so her bare toes could touch my stiffening member. She stoked me back and forth with her foot, pressing against my shaft and gripping it between her toes, occassionally venturing down to poke and rub my balls. I returned to the app on my phone and adjusted the settings on the vibrator, increasing the intensity significantly. This took Danielle by surprise and she grabbed the edge of the table. For the first time I could hear the faint buzzing noise – like a phone ringing in her pocket – but this was no phone. Danielle’s eyes rolled back and her leg extended, pressing into my engorged shaft firmly.
“Ohhh yessss!” she groaned as the sensations began to radiate from deep within her.
I kept an eye out for the waitress approaching while also watching Danielle’s increasing disregard for her current setting. Her noises became louder and she struggled to contain her expressions of delight as the vibe stimulated her pussy and clit. Her breathing quickened and what I could see of her chest was flushed. She ran her hands through her hair and over her breasts. At the same time, I reached under the napkin and directed her foot to continue stroking my cock despite her distraction. Tucked away in our corner of the restuarant nobody could see us directly, but I was beginning to wonder if Danielle’s exclamations would be audible above the general noise of the terminal. I was quickly distrated myself however, as Danielle reached under her shirt and lifted it up, revealing her bra. Then she pulled down on the cup to expose one of her breasts, so she could rub her nipple with her finger. I was completely transfixed by this and no longer paying attention to whether or not the waitress was approaching again. This final stimulation Danielle administered to herself was sufficient to push her over the edge before I could react and turn down the vibrating.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh” she announced, as quietly as she could, which was still not exactly subtle.
Danielle’s arms shook as she gripped the table firmly in one hand and her nipple between the fingers of her other hand. I could feel her leg shaking as her foot continued to press against my erection. I smiled as I watched her climax in public and glanced over her shoulder only to see the waitress approaching with two plates of burgers. I pushed Danielle’s foot out of my trousers and adjusted the napkin, coughing loudly as I did so, glaring at Danielle. She opened her eyes and thankfully twigged quickly, pulling her top down over her exposed breast.