To tell the truth or not to tell the truth?

Daleyza had come straight from the hotel the airline had put her up in without getting changed. She’d even brought her overnight bag with her. Not trusting leaving behind her the only possessions she had with her at the hotel without her being there.

“I’ve something I could get changed into,” she said to Aryan.

“I don’t have a suit on. You don’t need one…” he told her back.

Daleyza lent her little wheeled bag down against a deck chair and started to get undressed. Removing her jacket, Daleyza wondered if she should do some sort of striptease, like swaying her hips from side to side as she slowly peeled off her clothing in an erotic dance routine. Aryan didn’t seem to mind that she wasn’t so she continued with undressing normally. The skirt of her stewardess uniform unzipped from the back. Sliding the little metal runner down Aryan watched as she slowly revealed her butt to him. Daleyza had a little bit of black girl booty and she was a tiny bit self-conscious about it but the way the sexy older man stared at her bum entranced, filled her with confidence.

The airline couldn’t officially say it but the unofficial suggestion was to wear a G-string under their uniforms to make the lines of the clothes more flattering. Daleyza had a tiny red one on that collected into a single string that ran between the cheeks of her ass. It matched with the bra she had on under her plain white work shirt. Everly had helped her pick them out. She’d never owned one before and she’d found it strange and uncomfortable to work in on her first flight but also thrilling at the same time. Perhaps it was that sense of naughtiness at her new racy underwear that had led her to take Aryan’s details and end up back at his enormous place.

Quickly discarding the rest of her work clothes, Daleyza was down to just her lingerie and Aryan still hadn’t said more than a dozen words to her the entire time she’d been getting undressed. She had a momentary crisis where she debated grabbing her clothes and running for the front of the house but Daleyza quickly undid the clasps to her bra, dropping it to the floor, before turning and showing Aryan the full view of her ass as she slid the G-string down over her nylons.

“Amazing,” he breathed as seeing her pussy exposed to him for the first time.

Just one simple word and that was all it took to fill Daleyza back with confidence and make her forget ever having thought of running off. Leaving her stockings until the very last second, Daleyza slowly strutted her way over to Aryan and the bubbling water before shedding the stay up like a snake sheds its skin.

The water was warm but Aryan’s lips were hotter as he pulled Daleyza to him. Her legs going wide as he brought her over into his lap, straddling him. She could feel he was hard underneath the water. The bubbles hiding the effect her naked body had while she was undressing. Rock hard Daleyza reached a hand down between her legs and started to stroke his jutting appendage.

Aryan gasped as she stroked his shaft in long tugging motions of her wrist. She couldn’t be sure in the clouded water but Aryan felt like a good six or seven inches in length and big and fat. Her painted fingertips just touching as she encased his cock in her fist. He allowed her to rub him like that for a bit before he wanted something more for himself.

Picking her up and placing her hips down on the edge of the tub, Aryan floated over so that his face was between Daleyza’s legs as the water ran from her skin. Still trickling, he bought his lips in contact with her wet lips, that were about to get a whole lot wetter. Holding onto the sides of the tub for support, Daleyza gasped as Aryan started to lick at her pussy. Her slippery skin sliding onto the smooth fibreglass walls and pressing her pussy to his face. Daleyza wrapping her legs around Aryan’s head for added stability. And to keep his tongue just where she wanted it.

Daleyza could feel herself floating through the air as Aryan expert pussy-licking sent her on a first-class ride of her own. Her only disappointment that he didn’t allow her to cum before turning her over and resting her stomach against the side of the hot thumb as he stepped in behind her.

Daleyza cried as Aryan pushed himself into her from behind. He slithered inside her pussy with a rush as she lifted her ass into the air to accommodate him. Her pussy eaten for just the right amount of time to be able to accept his big dick. Aryan held her hips as she held the edges. The water started to churn from not just the air jets as she began to get fucked like that.

Aryan wasn’t rough but he didn’t go easy on the dark teen. His white cock a much paler shade between Daleyza tawny skin. Her head rocked as she closed her eyes and just concentrated on the rush of pleasure, he was bucking into her. Her pussy had him wetter than he’d been underwater as his ball beat against her clit like a staccato drum. She wasn’t denied her orgasm this time as she called out in relief as her pussy locked tight on Aryan’s cock and begged it not to leave.

The pulses of her climax being felt through the throbbing walls of his cock as she came long and hard on the man she’d only been serving in the air a few hours ago. As she’d pushed the drinks cart down the aisle, Daleyza hadn’t thought she’d be serving her pussy to him when they landed.

With the sexy teen being brought to orgasm, Aryan started to up his **** on her rounded rump. Her thick ass cheeks starting to shake and bounce as he slapped himself inside her harder and harder. Daleyza moaning louder as he got harder and faster. Deeper and further than she could have expected. She’d didn’t want the fucking to stop even as he pulled out and started fire great jets of cum all over the shining skin of her back. His spunk painting her from the swell of her bum all the way to just below the tidy little work ponytail she still wore.

Back at the restaurant, Daleyza told Aubriella and Everly, “I wouldn’t get into the water until I made him put a swimsuit on.”