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I was at Dubai airport waiting for my connecting flight to Toronto. I had arrived from Lahore as I was on my way to attend a training in Canada for 4 weeks. The MNC I work for nominated me for this training and made all the arrangements. I killed the 1 hour waiting time and the boarding to Emirates Flight began. Luckily, I got the window side seat so I relaxed that I’ll be able to sleep without any disturbance. When the doors were about to close, a short heighted young girl who hardly looked 18 years old came and sat next to me. She had a fit body with ample curves but not too much. Her complexion was halfway between fair and dusky which made her attractive.
As I took a cursory look at her, her face clearly showed that her makeup was messy because of tears. I cleared my throat to talk to her but then kept my mouth shut. She was a desi girl, wearing straight fit tracksuit trousers, with a full sleaves tee shirt and a jacket in her hand that she shoved in the overhead luggage compartment along with her bag. After the flight crew was done with emergency and safety lecture, the airplane rolled and we were in the air. I pulled out the airline provided blanket and tried to relax so I can fall asleep. The girl next to me sniffled softly.
“Are you okay? I mean you travelling because of some family emergency?” I asked her politely in a low tone. She looked at me sideways for a few seconds.
“Are you from India?” She asked instead.
“No, I’m from Pakistan.” I responded with a smile. She seemed to relax a bit.
“Hi. Shukar hai aap bhe desi ho. Mera problem he desi type ka hai ju desi log he samajh saktay.” She didn’t use English his time. I just smiled at her and nodded my head, wanting her to continue.
“Me Dehli sey hon aur canada parhnay ja rahi hon. Lekin yahan dubai pohanch ker meray liye buhat masla ho gaya hai.” She spoke in a hushed tone and leaned towards me so the other passengers aren’t able to listen much. I could gather that she had a frank and open personality.
“Me Faraz hon. Aapka naam?” I gave her a small smile while looking into her eyes as she was leaned in closer to me.
“Hehe. Mera naam Ruhi hai. Sorry, me apni pareshani me sab manners bhool gai.” She giggled and it made her look prettier. I smiled, nodded at her as our eyes met again. She wasn’t shy as she kept looking into my eyes with confidence.
“Nice to meet you Ruhi. Now tell me what made your tears smear your makeup?” I asked her as I pulled out the pocket size wet wipes from my jacket’s inner pocket and handed it to her. She took that packet from me and put it in her lap. Then she switched on the front camera of her phone and took a look at her face.
“Uffff. Meri shakal tu buhat gandi bani hoi hai. Mujhay pareshani me kuch bhe samajh nahi araha.” Ruhi spoke lowly as she started wiping off everything from her face with wet tissues.
“Ab lamba time jahaz me he rehna hai tu sara makeup saaf ker leti hon.” She giggled. I glanced at her face occasionally only as I didn’t want to appear inappropriate. She spent few minutes cleaning her face then checked again with phone camera and was satisfied.
“Apko apni short ker key suna deti hon. Me ney last year graduation kiya aur mujhay Canada me admission mil gaya. Sab arrangements ho gai aur me dubai pohanch gai. Yaha me ney emails dekhi tu pata chala jis shared apartment me mujhay rehna tha wo bik gaya hai aur sab larkiyo ko notice dey diya hai k khali kero. Mera koi bhe jannay wala nahi Canada me. Mujhay bilkul samajh nahi arahi me kya keron. Airport sey kahan jaon aur kahan rehnay ka arrange keron. Agar me ney hotel me room liya tu ek week me he 2 months ka apartment rent pay kerna hoga.” Ruhi kept going as I tried to absorb all the information she provided. Her tears were again about to start flowing.
“Tumhari pareshani sahi hai. Mushkil hota aisay anjaan jagha per jana aur rehnay ka koi arrangement he na ho.” I agreed and was wondering how this girl is going to manage things.
“Aap bhe pehli baar ja rahay ho Canada?” She asked me in an excited manner. I smiled a little and gave her details of the purpose of my visit to Canada.
“Ye sahi hai wesey. Aapki tu ayashi hai na. Sab arrangement pakka hai aur aap bus boss ban ker wahan hotel mey check in kero gey.” She made a sad face.
“Tum pareshan nahi ho. Kuch na kuch ho jai ga.” I smiled to give her hope.
“Really? Aap help kero gey arrangement kernay me?” She brightened up with excitement. She was very cute and lovely girl and my words gave her the hope that I meant I’ll help her in Canada. I was also new to Canada so there was very little I could do. Except that I was a 39 years old male, experienced in handling stuff at my own and being experienced in corporate world, I was apt at dealing with the strangers. I nodded my head in affirmation as I didn’t want to break her heart and make her worried for the next 15 hours. She exhaled a long breath and a satisfaction relaxed her expressions, which made me smile.
“Pata hai meri mom kehti hain strangers sey nahi milna aur na he kisi per aitbar kerna. Lekin ab me Canada ja rahi hon tu sab log he strangers hain. Kisi na kisi per tu bharosa kerna hai na. Aap mujhay maar tu nahi do gey?” She giggled at the last part which meant she was kidding.
“Mujhay nahi lagta me kisi ko maar sakta hon. Wo bhe tum jesi pyari larki ko. Agar tum mujh sey itni choti na hoti tu me zaroor sochta k dosti ker leta hon.” I grinned while saying the last part which made her blush but she smiled while looking at me. She was quiet for a minute or so, probably thinking about something.
The cabin crew was walking around, checking if anyone needed assistance. We both tucked ourselves under our blankets, provided by the airlines. She tilted her head slightly towards my shoulder and relaxed. I was lost in thoughts of work.
“Pata hai me 22 saal ke hon. Me koi bachi nahi hon jesay aap samajh rahay ho.” She suddenly spoke into my ear as she brought her face closer. I was shaken out of my thoughts. I cleared my throat and looked at her.
“Tum 22 saal ke nahi lagti ho. Lekin phir bhe mujh sey buhat choti ho.” I told her, wondering if she is trying to be close to me due to her problems as she has no other option at the moment. She opened her mouth to say something but no words came out.
“Tum bilkul pareshan na ho Ruhi. Me ju bhe ker sakta hon, tumharay liye keron ga. Lekin uskey liye tumhain mujh me interest show kernay ke bilkul zarurat nahi hai. Mujhay kisi ke majboori sey faida uthana bilkul pasand nahi.” I told her with a soft smile, not trying to hurt her. She kept staring at me for half a minute.
“Thank you Faraz. That means a lot to me.” She murmured and I saw a hint of tears in her eyes. She was indeed desperate for some help I guessed.
“Shhh. Stop worrying. Watch a movie to distract your mind.” I suggested as I turned on the screen in front of her seat. “Choose whatever you wanna watch.” I sat back and fiddled with my touch screen to bring up an English action movie.
Ruhi selected something that appeared like a chick flick. She had her head phones on and was busy in few minutes. I was watching my movie when she leaned in and placed her head on my shoulder.
“Aap mind tu nahi kero gey agar me aisay relax ho ker movie dekhon?” She asked tentatively. The way she behaved didn’t make her appear like a 22 years old girl, rather like a child looking for affection. The thought and her words brought a warm smile on my face.
“Sure, no problems. I want you to relax and forget all your problems.” I murmured and felt her exhaling warm breath on my neck. It was the last thing I wanted as it sent shivers through my body and I was getting turned on.
“Don’t exhale like that on my neck. It affects me in ways that aren’t appropriate. You know what I mean?” I whispered, wondering if she knows how this can affect a person in ual ways.
“I’m not a kid. So yes, I know all about it. Lekin me ney tu bus aisay he lamba saans liya tha. Aap ney tu bilkul gusa nahi kiya. Mera boyfriend tu larai kerta tha meray sath jab bhe me kuch shrarat kerti thi.” Ruhi giggled in a muffled way. I just shook my head in disappointment.
“How long you were with your boyfriend?” I asked her to keep the conversation going.
“Eik saal. Pata hai hum donu ek sath bhe rehtay rahay takreeban 6 months lekin phir wo buhat jhagra kerta tha aur humara breakup hogaya. Me ney Canada jana tha tu is liye kisi aur banday ko lift nahi kerwai.” She spoke in a low tone to keep her secret between us only.
“I’m sorry about the breakup but shit happens.” I said just for the sake of it.
“Yea, I know. Wo tu bilkul he bacha tha. Me khud bhe bachi hon tu bus hum donu ka scene chal he nahi saka.” Ruhi continued with a giggle and then suddenly sat up straight, pushed up the armrest between our seats and leaned in on me. I was surprised because either Ruhi was very innocent or was too forward about things. She adjusted her head on my shoulder and I thought I don’t need to hold back anymore.
I wrapped my arm around his shoulders and this made her look up at me with a surprised expression but then she smiled. “Thank you.” She murmured and readjusted against my side. I placed my hand on her farther side upper arm and after a few minutes of quietness, she extended her hand to do something on touch screen tv. My hand slipped from her upper arm and fell onto her rib cage. I moved my fingers slowly and my fingertips touched the outside of her left boob. I froze and waited for Ruhi to say something but she acted nonchalant. She didn’t remove my hand from where it was, rather pressed it between her arm and side of rib cage.
After a few minutes of staying still, I decided to test the waters. My fingers slowly stroked and rubbed the outside of Ruhi’s boob. I was waiting for a reaction from her but there was no attempt to stop me and she didn’t pull away from me. I was now sure that she was okay with having some fun. I pushed my hand a little forward so my fingers reached the all flesh part of her breast. Her bra and shirt were keeping me from getting a feel of her skin but we were in an airplane and I knew the limitations. I adjusted the blankets with my free hand to cover both of us while Ruhi was leaned onto me with her eyes closed. I wanted to hide my actions from passengers around us by keeping our bodies under the blankets. I moved my right free hand and placed in on Ruhi’s thigh that was touching mine. Without opening her eyes, Ruhi raised her foot and tucked it under her other thigh at edge of seat and pushed her knee outwards over my thighs. A smile came on my lips as Ruhi was adjusting her body to give me better access to her most private parts. I knew I could touch her pussy in this position but I started caressing her upper thigh with my palm while my fingers rubbed her inner thigh.
Ruhi’s eyes remained closed as my left hand inched forward till my fingertips felt the slight bump of her nipple under tee shirt and bra. The bra she was wearing didn’t give me a reasonable feel of her nipple, but I rubbed her nipple anyway with fingertips. My right hand slowly moved upwards on her thigh but stopped short of touching her pussy. Her stretchable tracksuit trousers’ gusset was pulled up against her body contours and hence I knew I could touch her pussy. As my fingertips reached the inside joint where her thigh merged with her pussy, I felt the additional warmth emanating from there. My fingertips slid up and down along the panty line just an inch from her pussy. I felt Ruhi involuntarily pushing her pelvic up to get touched by my fingers. Her breathing was ragged and clearly showed her arousal. I kept moving my fingertips up and down along her panties leg hole, enjoying the way Ruhi’s body was reacting and showing the need for my touch on her pussy.
My left hand slid down onto her waist and then started going back towards her boobs, while my fingers held the hem of her tee shirt. Ruhi moved her body away from backrest of seat so that I can push her tee shirt up and uncover her breast. I pushed her tee shirt above her breast and then pushed my fingers into the underside strap of her bra. I had to shift my right hand to her breasts to hold her boob flesh while my left hand slid the bra cup upwards. Her breast became free and was available for my pleasure. I used my right hand finger to twist and flick her erect nipple. I couldn’t see as our bodies were covered by blankets but I felt her nipple size was in the medium range. My fingers also felt that her areolas were not large. My touch made her nipple hard like a pebble within few seconds. I lifted her breast up and then moved it side to side for my pleasure and some testing about its size. I guessed she was on shorter side of C cup breasts. Ruhi adjusted her body and this gave my left hand more access to her breast. I groped her breast with my left hand while my right hand caressed her bare tummy and moved down to her trousers waistband. My palm kept moving down and my fingers touched her pussy lips.
I knew it would be unwise to try to remove her trousers and panties so I cupped her pussy in my hand… My fingers pointing downwards along her pussy lips and my palm on her clit and partially pussy lips. Ruhi reflexively tried to open up her legs even more to give me better access. I rubbed her pussy slowly while my other hand was playing with her breast and tweaking her nipple. Ruhi shifted around her face on my neck’s crook and I felt her kissing my neck. She used her hand to pull the blanket up to cover her face while she kissed me a little more. She sucked my ear lobe which made me rub her pussy harder instinctively.
I held Ruhi’s hand that was still on my thigh and placed it on my hard cock. I adjusted my shaft inside my pants and brief to get a little comfortable and Ruhi felt me doing that. Her hand grabbed my cock and started rubbing it gently. My hand went back to her pussy. Our limbs were intertwined and our bodies meshed together. We were lost in the throes when I noticed movement and saw that the cabin crew was moving towards us with food trolley. I pulled away my hands from Ruhi’s body which surprised her. She pulled back from her neck, opened her eyes and looked at me questioningly. I gave her a smile and signaled towards the cabin crew. Ruhi sat up and adjusted herself. I noticed her smothering her clothes under the blanket to look decent.
There was continuous movement what seemed like a long time. I tried to focus on the movie while Ruhi was squirming nonstop. She had again placed her head on my shoulder and her hand was on my thigh that touched my cock from time to time, keeping me hard. I didn’t touch her ually and I could feel that this lack of touch was increasing her frustration.
The cabin crew arrived with our food. We took the food of our choice and started eating. The break was good for my cock to go down. After food, we had coffee and made small talk about each other’s life. Then the lights were dimmed and there was quietness all around after a while. Ruhi again leaned in on me and her hand went straight to my cock. She started rubbing me gently which brought the erection back instantly. I looked at her face and noticed a naughty smile. She fiddled with my pants zip after unbuckling belt and the button. I let her do it as I was the one getting the pleasure. Now the fabric of my boxers was between my cock and her hand. I was turned on and again wrapped my left arm around her shoulder. Ruhi herself helped me by lifting her shirt up. Her bra cup was still pushed above her tit so my hand touched her bare skin.
My right hand reached for her inner thigh and she again pulled her farther foot up and tucked it under her other knee and pushed her knee closer to me on top of my thigh, giving me open access. Without saying anything, my hand found her pussy and started rubbing it. I was using small and slow movements. My fingers played with her clit through fabrics of her panties and trousers.
