Some fresh, hot pics

"First, let's get you signed up for the wifi." I went ahead and used my credit card for the exorbitant airline fee - no need to leave any paper trail of our little adventure on her (parents') credit card. "Next, let's swap contact info." I added my cell number to her WhatsApp. "OK, now we just need to make sure it works!" I paid for the wifi on my own phone and texted myself from Laura's device. Perfect.

"OK great, it works!" I looked around - no one but Laura's "friends" was paying any attention to us. "So, why don't you show me what you used to show Jason?" She paused. "Come now, a little flash never hurt anyone," I coaxed.

Reluctantly, Laura pulled down her shirt, exposing herself only long enough for me to snap a quick picture with her phone. I immediately texted it to myself as Laura covered herself back up.

"Good girl," I said. "You're getting the hang of this." She said nothing, but I could see she was breathing quickly. With excitement?

"OK dear," I said. "Now you're going to go into the bathroom and send me another pic. Make sure it looks like you're enjoying it. And I'll let you know when you can return to your seat."

"OK," she said, taking her phone from me. I turned my legs to the side but didn't stand up, forcing her to cross in front of me and giving me a great opportunity to cup her magnificent ass.

"Man, you're really good at this," her friend, Stacy, said to me from in front of us.

"Why, thank you, miss!" I replied happily.

"We weren't going to _actually _make her do anything dangerous, you know," she continued. "But you're, like, exactly what we hoped for." Now, Stacy herself was exactly what a lot of people hope for! She had a terrific rack, bouncy blonde hair, and a charming smile.

"I'm glad I could help," I said. Thinking fast, and still waiting for Laura's text, I added, "So, want to make a bet?"

Stacy's teammate, sitting beside her, ribbed her with an, "Oooooh man!" Tapping her friend in front of her, the teammate reported, "The dude just offered Stacy a bet!"

Stacy laughed (nervously?) and said, "What kind of bet?"

"Exactly the kind you're hoping for," I said boldly. "I bet you that Laura is going to do precisely what I ask her to do in the bathroom. She'll follow every instruction perfectly."

Stacy thought about that. "No super-easy tasks like 'take a piss and come back.'"

"No, believe me, they won't be super-easy."

"And you can't tell her we have a bet."

"Cross my heart," I solemnly declared.

"And I get to pick one of the tasks!"

"It would be my pleasure to share."

"Hmmm..." She was definitely intrigued.

"If I win," I continued. "Then you and Laura have to switch places until I'm ready to trade her back." Stacy's eyes widened. "And if you win, I'll transfer all of my authority to you. You will get to **** Laura to do or say whatever you want."

As far as I was concerned, this was a win-win situation. And to be honest, I had a hunch Stacy felt the same way.

"OK," she said. "You have a deal."

We shook on it through the plane seats just as my phone vibrated.

"Ah, lovely," I said, happily showing my screen to Stacy. She laughed out loud as she saw what Laura had sent me.

Very nice, I texted back. Now, let me see your whole body.