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Click hereIt felt like there was a strong connection growing between the two of them.
But they both knew, without saying it aloud, that it wouldn't work. Their lives were just too unstable for anything more serious than... well, the kind of relationship they had just had together.
"I'm sure our paths will cross again, some time in the future," Staci said hopefully after they exchanged contact information.
"I'm hoping that this plane is fixed and our paths will cross again at about 2:30 this afternoon," Mike replied. Then he added, with a smile, "but I know what you mean."
"And you understand what I said about... the flight this afternoon."
"Absolutely. Off duty Staci is 'fun times', but work Staci is 'all business'."
She smiled at his summation of the conversation.
"Well, I've got to get going now," she said, a hint of sadness in her voice.
"I'll see you around, Staci," he replied.
They shared a long final kiss.
"See you around Mike..."
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Author's Note: Thanks to Stickygirl for her edits and comments!
I enjoyed We'll Always Have Albuquerque.
You write well and you also kept me engaged in the story. There are a couple of parts that I found interesting. One, it's a lot easier for a guy to hook up than it is for a trans woman, especially if she has a service sector job that frequently deals with the public. You are at the mercy of customers, as nutso as some of them are.
I also don't understand why some guys want to physically abuse or beat up trans women. People are people with needs, desires, dreams, feelings & hopefulness. We all need to be loved and to love.
I like being a guy because my life is much simpler than a woman's. Hell! Just getting dressed for a woman is much more complicated and I can't imagine what it's like for a trans woman.
Anyway, I'm getting off track. I enjoyed your story. Thanks and all the best.
The begging of the story was excruciatingly accurate, with the incessantly bawling infant.
What flight would be complete with that experience !
I had to skim over a few paragraphs after the mother going to pee.
They just looked to be page filler material.
The getting from plane to hotel room part, seemed a bit rushed and incomplete.
There seemed to be a missed opportunity there for a little more story telling.
The sex stuff was rather different from the usual, repetitively ridiculous gar bage, offered by most authors. ( It's Sex ! How many different ways are there to explain it. )
The morning after chat, sounded real for two people in the situation.
Over all I would say good writing ! With a good chance of follow up with these two, if not further experiences with staci.
"The Hostess with the Mostess"
I wonder how close that Orange color on Staci's nails and neck scarf was to The old U.S. Army Signal Corp Orange ?
"I used to love wearing my Signal Corp Orange ascott, before then after that little adventure to SE Asia during 67-68.