the door to the lounge opens

Abbie had her face buried in Yvette's pussy, and while she certainly couldn't see the door to the room, she possibly couldn't hear it either. Yvette was squirming on the couch, grinding against Abbie's tongue and fingers. She heard the latch on the door, however, and lifted her head slightly.

The only people Yvette had ever seen in this room were people like her, who used it as a place for sex between flights. There were places like this at airports around the world, and while not everyone in the industry took advantage of them, there were many that did.

Yvette didn't always know the men and women who sometimes used the room next to Gate 16. She had been enjoying it herself for about a year, and had fucked men and women here, some were folks she knew from her own flights, some were strangers. Today was different, though, at least for Yvette. She had never invited a passenger before.

Abbie had presented such a unique situation on the plane, and although Yvette had seen plenty of passengers doing various sexual acts on planes in the past -- and although she had even participated in some from time to time -- she thought there was something different about Abbie.

As Yvette heard the door and lifted her head to see who was coming in, she laughed a little rolled her eyes to herself, hoping that inviting Abbie into their sexual sanctuary wasn't a bad choice.