Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Fucks Her In The Air: #6

"Indeed we will be coming too," Mom smiled back, the naughty innuendo obvious to all but Ellie, as she reached

Ellie and gave her a big hug. "I haven't seen you since the Halloween party. I've been thinking of you ever since.

Have you been thinking of me?" Knowing | had her back, she was being more relaxed and flirtatious around Ellie

than she'd been in years!

"Yes, I..." Ellie began but stopped mid-sentence as she watchedkissing Miranda hello. Miranda returned the

kiss, although we kept it PG... well, PG13 anyway.

Mom acted unconcerned at the kiss and explained, "I know it's bizarre, but it appears my son and Miranda have

beca couple."

"How?" Ellie asked, stunned to see forty-two-year-old Miranda Collington, local celebrity, dating a teenager.

"I'm irresistible," | smiled, attempting to be suave.

"Completely," Miranda complimented me, giving my ass a squeeze.

As Ellie was processing this new information Miranda said, "We should probably go and get checked in."

We agreed and Miranda's hand slipped into mine as we headed to the ticket line. While in the short line Miranda

was recognized and posed for pictures, with two college students drooling over her like | used to, and with a

young girl, maybe seven.

Once the photo-op was done | asked her, "Do you ever get sick of that?"

"God no, maybe it's because I'm so vain, but I'd much rather be wanted than not," she answered, again showing

her need to be wanted, often hidden behind her aggressive sexuality and free-wheeling casual attitude.

"| think it would be exhausting," | said.

"Oh honey, just you wait," she smiled.

"What do you mean?" | asked.

"You're dating a semi-celebrity; soon they'll be taking pictures of you too," she answered.

"Really?" | asked, dumbfounded by such a reality.

As if responding to my uncertainty, a man called out, "Miranda, who's the new guy?"

| turned to look and felt the flash of a camera hitin the eyes. A chubby man took smore pictures before

Miranda spoke. "Walter, do you want a really good picture?"

"Sure, Miranda, whatcha got?" he asked, keeping the camera on us.

Miranda smiled and leaned in to kissfor the camera. | heard click after click and felt flash after flash, but |

didn't care, Miranda was announcing to the world that she and | were a couple. Breaking the kiss she asked, "Did

you get that?"

"I sure did. Who's the new guy?" the chubby reporter, who | recognized vaguely from the local paper, repeated

the question.

"My new main squeeze," Miranda answered.

"Do you have a name?" he asked me.

"Yes, thank you," | answered as if responding to an offer of one instead of giving mine out. I didn't want

paparazzi chasingaround my college campus.

"How old are you? What do you do for a living? How did you and Miranda meet?" The reporter fired off questions

in machine gun fashion.

Miranda interrupted, seeing my cautious look, "Sorry Walter, but we need to get going, we don't want to miss our

flight.”

"Where are you going?" he asked.

"To Mark Appleton's wedding, of course," she said, giving him her dazzling smile.

Grabbing my hand, she ledto the check-in desk. The agent asked for picture ID's even as more photos of us

were snapped by various paparazzi and fans.

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Soon our luggage was checked and we had our boarding passes and claim checks in hand, and Miranda posed

withone more tfor Walter the reporter, never once letting go of my hand, before we slipped into security.

While we waited our turn in line, I said, "Wow."

She shrugged, "You get used to it."

"Being tabloid fodder?" | asked.

"It comes with the territory," she answered, before adding, "This is nowhere near as intense as it was when | was

younger or during the brief t| was dating Carter Wells."

| shuddered at the name. Carter was a professional football player whose biceps were bigger around than my

whole body.

| pretended to act carefree. "I'd forgotten all about him."

"I have too, lover," she smiled, saying exactly the right words before leaning in for another kiss.

We passed through security with ease and | watched in awe as people fell all over themselves to converse with

and get pictures of themselves with Miranda. Again, | had to pinch myself to make sure this wasn't all just a

dream... that Miranda Collington was mine.

By the tMiranda had finished chatting with a smitten security guard, Mom and Ellie were joining us.

Obviously they'd had salone tto chat and | wondered what they'd talked about. Mustn't have been too

heavy since Mom still looked stress-free.

"Enjoying celebrity life, honey?" Mom asked.

"It's weird," | answered, still feeling kind of surreal at the questions I'd been asked that | never did answer.

Ellie asked, her expression one of trying to put two and two together, "So how did you and Miranda meet?"

| wasn't ready for the question but Mom saved me. "He was hrecently when Miranda cover for coffee."

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"And?" Ellie questioned, trying to figure out how Miranda had ended up with someone half her age.

"And Miranda being Miranda..." Mom began to explain, when Miranda joined us and joined in.

"Miranda being Miranda, | couldn't resist such sexy young meat," she finished, her smile sexy, her tone delicious

and her hand on my ass possessive before she took Ellie's arm and they began walking.

Ellie was silent, still trying to figure out why she'd been invited. So Mom hadn't yet spilled any beans. As they

walked to our gate Ellie finally said, "So if I'm not your plus one, Miranda, then..."

"... Then you are Alexis' plus one," Miranda finished Ellie's thought for her. "Alexis didn't trust her son

unchaperoned in the city of sin and she knows what a bad influence | am."

"That | could understand..." Ellie shot back, her tone saying she didn't like being played.

Miranda shrugged, "Hey, | invited you here."

"Under false pretenses," Ellie countered.

Miranda asked, "You get a free trip to Las Vegas and you're complaining?"

"Well..." Ellie began, realizing she sounded like an unappreciative bitch.

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