"Flight 1195 to JFK Airport, now boarding for first class passengers," A voice boomed over the loudspeaker in the still buzzing airport, despite the late hour. Alex wasn't surprised that the airport was buzzing on a Tuesday night, it was the day before the busiest travel day of the year and for the first time she was among the crush of people. She normally avoided American airports this time of year and she had to admit it was awe-inspiring and energizing to see it like this.
They had arrived at the airport just over two hours ago. She had considered reading before her beautiful wife promptly fell asleep on her shoulder as soon as they got to the gate with their teas, matcha for Alex and jasmine mint for Piper. Alex had been in this place at least a hundred times before and she knew that if Piper was asleep in public then she couldn't concentrate on anything else. From that first flight to Bali until the last flight before she left that horrible day in Paris, Piper always seemed to fall asleep in airports and Alex had never minded that behavior. She was worried that having her girlfriend travel with her would raise more suspicion when in fact it did the complete opposite. Everyone from gate attendant to border patrols worldwide just figured they were a wealthy, young lesbian couple on vacation or maybe traveling as a vocation. Kubra was happy. Alex was happy. But most importantly, Piper was elated. So after that trip and realizing just how easy it made everything, she asked if Piper wanted to travel with her permanently after a series of orgasms and glasses of expensive champagne in a Balinese villa. Of course, the blonde hadn't said no but a part of her had been so worried in that moment that she would say exactly that. She probably would have died from a heart attack on the spot had that happened. But she hadn't and now they were just another couple at SFO at 9pm waiting for a cross-country flight to visit loved ones for Thanksgiving.
"Pipes, babe. You gotta wake up, my love. C'mon sweetheart, I know that kid of ours is making you tired lately and you work hard but you gotta get up," Alex whispered as she rubbed Piper's back in gentle circles to wake her up before planting a kiss to her ear as they called for first class passengers a second time and Alex moved her arm so Piper's head slid off her shoulder.
"But they called first class," Piper whined with her eyes partially opened and her laugh lines in full view with downturned lips.
"Don't give me that face."
"But I'm cute. Look how cute I am. And they started boarding, call me when they're boarding our group, you know coach."
"Still trying to use that line? You are such a light sleeper and yes, I know. Those are our seats."
"Al, we can't afford first class. And it obviously did me well enough," Piper put her hand up to Alex's mouth and hit her ring to her lips. The brunette responded by kissing her ring as she maneuvered her hand from Piper's back to her small baby bump.
"Have you forgotten rule number one when we're in an airport, Pipes? I know it's been a few years but still. Don't question me. I wanted you to be comfortable."
"I didn't think that old rule still applied, Al."
"Did I say it didn't?"
"No, babe. But…it's just—"
"Don't worry, babe. There's a pilot in one of my old meetings in New York who I became friends with and he told me when I announced our move that if I ever wanted a deal on plane tickets he would see what he could do. So I contacted him and we worked out a deal. This is what I do, what I'm good at. Trust me. You and our kid come first, always. I would never do anything to put either of you in a bad financial place. Or any sort of bad place, Pipes. I swear I would never."
"You should have been a travel agent."
"Nursing pays better and is a career on the upswing," Alex replied nonchalantly as she offered her hand to help Piper up and led the couple to the ticket counter. Of course Alex would make the practical choice.
"You can be so practical when you wanna be, baby," Piper teased as she moved her lips close to Alex's then pulled away right at the moment she knew her wife could taste her sweet kiss.
Alex sulked a moment then she couldn't resist checking out the cute young strawberry blonde ticket agent whose smile suggested she knew she was being checked out and didn't mind the attention from a hot older woman. Of course, Alex used this to her advantage, "Hi, Fiona," she looked at her name badge, as more of an excuse to look at her tits a bit longer than out of genuine curiosity about the young woman's name, "are you still boarding first class? My wife is pregnant and was napping. So between getting her up and her being pretty slow moving these days we missed the second call for boarding," Alex slid their tickets across the desk a little farther than necessary and grazed the agent's hand who struggled to hide a girlish chuckle.
"Why, yes, Mrs. Vause. Of course," she rambled as she tried to pry her eyes from the chest of the woman in front of her while remaining professional. An outside observer would have thought Alex's smile was from satisfaction at the agent bending the rules to accommodate her and her partner but it was actually from her love for making girls flustered, for the reminder that even though she no longer had party favors or wealth but instead had the beginnings of wrinkles and a pregnant wife, she still had the same mojo. The agent waved over a flight attendant who led the two onto the plane and showed them to their seats, "Can I get either of you a drink?"
"Pipes, babe, you want anything," Alex asked as her fingers grazed her wife's cheek until a glow overtook her face.
"A Sprite," Piper replied, more as a question than a statement.
"Of course, babe," she told her wife before taking her hand and kissing her knuckles then turning to the flight attendant, "My wife will have a Sprite and I'll have a club soda with a twist of lemon," Alex ordered her new favorite drink. Occasionally she would still have a nonalcoholic beer on special occasions but at the moment she wasn't in the mood. A few minutes later the flight attendant brought them their drinks, "Will you and your wife be requiring breakfast in the morning, Mrs. Vause?"
"Babe? Do you want to pick something up on the way to your parents' house or eat on the plane?"
"Always breakfast outside of planes and airports. What sort of girl do you take me for?"
"The kind who will ask for Cinnabon on the way to baggage claim and pancakes the second we get on the highway?"
"Exactly, babe. But some toast might be good. You know how the vampiric monster gets when I don't feed them toast with the sunrise."
"I'm still not convinced you aren't just having a jar of grape jelly."
"If they are will you love them any less?"
"Of course not," Alex responded with a quick peck to her lips before turning her attention back to the flight attendant, "No breakfast, just some bagels, cream cheese for me and jam for my wife. And could you bring us an extra blanket?"
"Of course," she replied. When she came back with the blanket she smiled, "anything else?"
"No, thank you. I think we're just going to rest," Alex smiled at the woman then her wife who unfurled the blanket over their laps and smiled at her wife.
When the woman was out of earshot Piper whispered in her wife's ear, "So rest?"
"Well, you seem tired."
"All these years and you still haven't figured out why I nap before I get on a long flight with you," Piper told her wife as she licked her pink lips looking at her wife's full red ones.
"Oh, I know. I just want to make sure you're up for it," Alex responded as her hand cupped her wife's now sizable breast.
"With you? Always," Piper looked at Alex's breasts barely held in by her red sweater and her tight black skinny jeans. Her fingers fiddled with the button on them before the offending denim popped open just enough for her to slide a finger underneath and feel her underwear.
"I love when you get like this."
"You mean, like this," Piper ran her finger down further as Alex straightened her back and tried to hide her urge to bite her lower lip from a combination of shock and arousal, "Cause you're always telling me how much you hate it when I fuck you, especially when I do it first or in public. So what if I do both," her finger pressed hard against the top of Alex's slit through her underwear as her finger found the tender nub between her thighs.
"Oh, I do but you do it so well," Alex moved her hand over to Piper's lap and stuck it inside Piper's black leggings, "I love when you wear leggings. I wouldn't mind if you never wore anything else again. Especially now that you practically live in them these days."
"Not even cutoff shorts with a thong or maybe not even that much useless fabric? Or a sexy red dress to go dancing?"
"Well, those too."
"I get it though, I wouldn't mind if you never wore anything other than leather."
"I know you wouldn't, you kinky little leather-dyke loving bitch," Alex slid two fingers down her wife's slit as another kept its full attention on the blonde's clit, "You like that?"
"Yes. You?"
"It's not bad," Alex teased, a risky move that led Piper to press her fingers into the brunette harder as Alex found her way inside Piper, "So wet for me."
"Yeah, bet some slutty flight attendant could never get wet for you as fast," Piper hissed, the first indication that she had caught onto exactly what Alex had done earlier and made sure her wife knew she wasn't happy about it but she loved her. She loved fucking her. And she could do it better than anybody else. And planned to remind her wife of this fact as often as necessary, whenever and wherever the need cropped up.
"I wouldn't go that far but I'm certain she could never make me takeoff before takeoff," Alex teased as she thrust her fingers in deeper and faster. Piper began to mimic her wife's strokes inside the brunette as they both climaxed once and once again before the plane reached cruising altitude. After they pulled their fingers out and cleaned off, Alex pulled the blanket tighter around them and then pulled Piper's body against hers and rubbed her growing belly as her wife slept and she watched the lights and dark patches of cities and fields underneath them until she too fell asleep and awoke just before the plane landed.