Newlywed Struggles

Sasha relaxed back into her seat on the plane and breathed out, her hand left hand intertwined with her new husband's. Their plane had taken off, and they were now in the process of ascending. She looked lovingly into Liam's eyes and says, "I'm really excited, I think Hollywood will be fun."

"Of course it will," he replies with a smile. "It'll be great. And the hotel we'll be staying at will be amazing too. Their pool looked nice." He pauses for a moment, then looks at her conspiratorially and whispers, "As did their beds."

Sasha chuckles and shakes her head, then says, "I suppose so," and leans into Liam's chest. He wraps his arm around her shoulders and they each get ready to simply relax for a while.

Suddenly, they're broken from their relaxation as they hear a man sitting in the aisle next to them say, "Aren't you two cute? What are you heading to LA for?"

Sasha and Liam sit back up in their respective chairs and look to see a Caucasian man that they can really only describe as average. Still, he does appear to be in his thirties and has short brown hair. Liam says, "Hey, I'm Liam. We just got married, and we're going to enjoy our honeymoon in California. We plan on starting out in Hollywood and then moving up the coast towards San Fransisco. What're you planning on doing?"

"Oh not much, just some light fun," he replied. He then turned to Sasha and said, "Interesting though. Now tell me, what's your name, and how experienced are you with sex?"

"What the fuck-" Liam started to say.

Sasha, though, felt a compulsion to speak and interrupted, blurting out, "Um, I'm Sasha, and not very. I went all the way with Liam last night, but otherwise I haven't done anything besides a few kisses in high school."

Sasha gasps, then looks at the man accusingly as he says, "Wow, that's unexpected given your looks. I mean, a voluptuous redhead like you could have had it easy. Why don't you to show me your love for each other with a passionate kiss?"

Sasha suddenly feels her body heat up and without thinking she turns back to Liam, leans over into his seat, and pushes her lips into his. Her hand reaches behind his head and pulls it closer as she feels her hardening nipples rub up and down on his chest. The two of them forget everything else and hungrily kiss as Sasha starts to gently rub at Liam's crotch.

"Hey, cut it out," someone behind them says, kicking their chair. Sasha and Liam snap out of it, then look with rage at the man sitting next to them.

He just leers and says, "Pretty hot display. I'm going to head to the front for a bit, you two just sit in your respective seats silently." He starts to get up, but then says, "Oh, and if I send anyone back with a message, follow it."

He walks towards the front of the plane as Sasha and Liam look at each other in mute fear, unable to even cross the gap between their seats with their hands. They communicate their feelings, fear, and resolve with their eyes, but after a while they sit facing forwards, thinking about what might come next.