Dasia noticed the doctor as she shimmied by, missing the other cabin member's shoulder by a smidgen. All part of her routine. She would shimmy her way around, wink at him and even bend lower in his vicinity. All this she did while harbouring a horrible headache.

The pain was not uncontrollable but it just didn't seem to go away. When she thought she had gotten a hang of it, the throbbing would intensify for a few minutes then return to what she was now considering normal.

It was weeks now since she found a doctor to be with. Weeks since her last episode. She knew she needed to release just a little tension. 'Maybe the headache was one of a pressure build up?', she thought to herself. She turned with a brief smile, to the idiotic cosmetic surgery doctor to hopefully help remove the pain, even for a brief moment.

The other girls on the flight, while they were all beautiful, they lacked the exoticism of her look. Her colour alone had passengers confused. She had purposely seeked out an airline that hired a small number of darker skinned members. This way she would always stand out from the crowd of members. She also was very fluent in languages so learning or mimicking accents became her thing. There stopover would be two days in Paris, she could do with spending that time with the doctor. Someone requested a cabin crew personnel and she responded, only to be faced with the doctor on board.

"Hi, I was hoping you would come. Are you free when we land?"

"Oh sir, I cannot encourage meeting you after. It's not acceptable in our social circle," she replied and nodded towards the other members to the back of the plane.

"I won't tell if you don't," he said this and winked.

"Let me see what I can do." she replied and took the card he was handing her, as discreetly as she could have.

He waited by the curb of the airport for her. As soon as she exited she saw him. She motioned to the taxi in front of her and he entered the cab with his duffel bag in hand.

"Do you do this a lot?"

"We all do," she laughed while answering, "but we do it as discreetly as possible. Even the captain has his fun every now and then." She said that while simultaneously brushing her hand on his arm, hoping he would feel much more secure with the gesture.

They headed to his hotel. She knew what would happen there but this was a two day layover. She needed to stretch out the experience over two days. Dasia planned her strategy as best as she could. The doctor was there for a one day medical seminar. He had the rest of today free, and tomorrow he would be in the conference but he already was asking if he can see her after. She plotted that tomorrow would be the night they would consummate the short term relationship. Tonight though, he would taste what she had to offer.

She didn't bother to get her own room. No trace of her would make more sense. Her exit strategy also had to be precisely and clearly executed. They dined in his hotel room. Dasia had on her wig every time the attendants came, he didn't seem to mind the different persona. He actually said he liked it and hoped she would not take it off, so she complied.

After dinner she made her next move. She sultrily crawled on the bed, closing the small gap between them and gave him a kiss on the lips. At first she just placed her lip to his, touching ever so lightly, and stuck her tongue out to lick her lips which inadvertently licked his also. Due to the close proximity. He found that to be exciting and pulled her closer to him as he they laid on the bed. She could not let him enter her body tonight. The act would upset her timing and timing is everything in this case. She usually did not encourage two days of playing with anyone, but this time she seriously needed a proper release. Tonight the doctor would pleasure her then tomorrow he would be pleasured and his life would end. The thought got her creaming between her thighs and she took his hand and placed it between her thighs.

He loved the aggression as she took control, welcoming the guidance of his hand as she placed it on her mound. He felt for her lady bud and started working on it. Rubbing it hard, then sticking two fingers deep inside her core. She was loving it. Ahh yes, this is exactly what she needed. She felt the headache subsiding and gave in more to her passion.

Dasia was rocking against his hand now. The doctor, wanting more as his manhood pushed against his pants wanting to be released. Dasia released it and her eyes feasted on what he offered. She had seen bigger but he did have a lovely thickness she could get used to. The doctor closed his eyes and savoured Dasia's touch, not stopping the work his hand/fingers were doing.

She was rocking a little faster against his fingers and her mouth clamped down on his tool. He shivered in delight.

'Oh yeah, shit."

She hummed now against him, as he was hitting the back of her throat. She was being brought to a crashing climax, and he was ready to unload in her mouth. She was not going to give him the satisfaction of spilling in her mouth or anywhere so she raised her lips off his tool and continued working him with her hand. Her own climax was building and she felt the knot in her stomach, and felt the gush at the tip of her lady bud. She clenched around his hand as she moaned against his stomach. The doctor groaned as he released on the sheets and her hand. She continued pumping until the last bit of his essence spilled forth.

They nestled together after cleaning up. She was laying in front of him and he was hugging her from behind. She reach up and took his hand, again placing it between her thighs and fell asleep being stimulated. Tomorrow he would not be here, tonight she would enjoy his touch. Her headache had gone. She smiled to herself knowing that the tension she was carrying had gone the moment she got her release.

"Oh Dasia, your mouth feels so good on me. Hum against it. Now!"

She hummed while on her knees pleasuring Doctor Sylvan. He had given her the two pills again. The ones that got her all mushy inside. She could barely feel him rubbing against her inner core, but she was aware of him in her mouth.

"Yes, my beauty, spit on it now. That's my girl. My sexy dark skinned exotic woman. You are not a baby anymore."

Should she respond? Should she stop what she was doing and say something in response? Even if she wanted to she could not muster the courage nor the words. Her tongue for some reason, was slurring, even though it was working magic for Doctor Sylvan. He was enjoying how she flicked it around while his thickness invaded her mouth. She listened to every instruction he gave.

"Faster Dasia my sweet."

He held on to her head now and guided the pace. She kept it going upon him letting go and continued bobbing up and down.

"Dasia, wait, don't stop yet. Don't.....................stop........................."

As he said that he released everything he had in her mouth. She caught every single drop. She looked up at him expectantly. He tilted her chin with his index finger and said, "swallow my sexy vixen." She did. It was her first time and she hated the taste. It was fresh and tasted like a salty gooey, none sugary, milk that was on the verge of spoiling.

Dasia was tossing and turning. The doctor probably thought it was his fingers giving her a heated feeling. She was moaning in her sleep and she was not fully aware until she felt the doctor's fingers moving faster in her. Her eyes flew open and he was leaning over her, she wanted him to stop. She wanted him to hurt but she remembered the plan. Not today. She smiled and faked her climax against his fingers. The doctor was satisfied with her performance and he kissed her on the lips. This had to end soon and she needed to take her pills. She got up from the bed, took her bag and headed to the bathroom. Her medication was due.