Hide and surprise the women

Veevee glowed with pleasure at hearing the Miss Blue Stockings and Miss Gold Sandals climaxing loudly in the bathroom stalls so close to her.

"Is she still out there?"
"I don't know, why don't you just look?"
"Why don't -you- look?!"

Miss Gold Sandals laughed.

Veevee had a naughty thought. Quietly she rose from the floor and walked noiselessly in her tights-covered feet to the empty last stall, easing herself silently onto the seat but leaving the door unlatched.

She put a hand back on her own pussy, damp and slick from the orgasm that set the two other women off. Each had thought it was the other coming! Veevee was still vibrating with excitement.

"All right, I'll do it," Miss Blue Stockings said. Veevee was sure she was the first-class stewardess from their flight.

A latch clicked. There was a sigh. "It's all clear," Miss Blue Stockings said. She walked toward the sinks.

"Thanks sugar," Miss Gold Sandals said. Her latch clicked and the gold sandals padded across the floor. "Enough livin' dangerously for one night, girl."

"I was sure I heard her out here," Miss Blue Stockings said. "If she's standing outside the bathroom I'm going to be so embarrassed."

"She should be embarrassed," Miss Gold Sandals said. "She's the one who got us jillin' by doin' it first!"

Veevee listened to the two women. She was still very aroused. A finger pressed her clit rhythmically, just gentle enough to be silent. She grinned as she jilled herself up again, watching the two women from behind through the crack in the stall door.

Quietly and quickly, she stripped her tights the rest of the way off, scooted her butt forward on the seat and spread her knees wide. With one hand on the stall door and one on her clit, she stroked, strummed, picked, rubbed, feeling the heat build inside.

A pleasurable ache built in her pussy, spread to her thighs, buttocks, and lower back. She felt her butthole start pulsing, twitching each time she plucked her clit. Yes. Close again. Almost, almost, almost...Now.

Veevee opened the stall door, stumbled forward and plopped her butt back on the floor. Three little strokes set her off and she was coming, climaxing, moaning at the two sexy women, showing herself off with spread legs as she shamelessly writhed in pleasure.

Miss Blue Stockings turned and gasped, a hand over her mouth. The blonde stewardess blushed bright red.

Miss Gold Sandals turned round. Her brown eyes were wide with disbelief. But soon her full red lips parted and pouted out. Her wide nostrils flared. "Jesus. What a beautiful pussy, woman," she said, staring at Veevee's swollen, spread lips and golden fleece. "Marlene honey, don't you think that's just beautiful?"

"Uhhh, uhhh, uh-huh," the stewardess agreed uncertainly with the big Black woman beside her.

The two women watched as Veevee's orgasm pulsed and spasmed through her. Miss Gold Sandals smiled broadly. Marlene, Miss Blue Stockings, slowly relaxed. The embarrassed blush on her face was slowly replaced by the parted lips and flared nostrils of erotic interest.

"I got your motors started," Veevee said. "And then you got me going again."

"'Fraid so," Miss Gold Sandals said. "Help you up, hon?" She offered Veevee a hand. Her strong, warm grasp helped Veevee to her feet. "Let's get you put back together, woman, and all go have a drink. Right, Marlene?"

"Okay," Marlene said, a little more brightly.

As Veevee made herself presentable, Miss Gold Sandals introduced herself as Dinah King, a name Veevee recognized from a record album she saw once. "And you know Marlene of course," nodding to the stewardess from their flight. "I'm traveling with my new honey Lester. He's a darling boy. I think Marlene wants to jump his bones."

Marlene looked embarrassed.

"No, sugar, don't be shy," Dinah said. "Not after all this. And don't worry. Lester's got enough pipe for me and you together, that frisky boy. I'd love to see him bonin' you sweet and long."

Veevee smiled. "I'm Veevee Menard, and I'm traveling with my husband Hank," she said. "I told him you were jilling off in here and he said he'd put up the 'Closed for cleaning' sign."

"You got one of them 'open marriages', woman?" Dinah asked.

"Well, mostly we're swingers," Veevee said. "And we play together. But we have a few good friends that we might see separately."

Dinah laughed. "And then there are temptations you can't resist."

"Well, I did ask first," Veevee said, smiling.

"Well, tell your husband we're gonna get a drink together. We'll invite him back after we have a little girl talk, huh?" Dinah said.

"Sure thing!" Veevee said. "You okay, Marlene?" she asked. "You still up for something more, maybe?"

Marlene took a deep breath and swallowed. "It's more wild than I expected when I said yes to Ms. King. But I'm in. Yes, I'm in."

"God bless you, honey," Dinah said, and kissed Marlene on the cheek. "I won't let you down."