Title: Tight Security
Author: Diana
Rating: NC-17 het-humor
Disclaimer: Entirely fictional story.....nothing more!
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21ST Entry of 100 from Saga's prompt list (green).
 
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The first impression Tracey got when they reached their destination was that the place looked like a regular doctor's office. The other thing she noticed was that she and Orlando were the only people there.
 
"So. Where do I sign.", she spoke up, setting Orlando into motion.
 
He'd started his job there with airport security doing paperwork so he knew his way around. Quickly locating the legal documents needed, he gave them to Tracey who just skipped to the last page and wrote her signature.
 
"I'll fill the rest of the blanks in later.", she stated, eager to have his hands begin their search.
 
"Well then, if you could just step into the next room and remove your......ah,
*cough*......clothing.", Orlando requested, sounding a bit nervous as he pointed to one of the closed doors near by.
 
Tracey flashed him a wide smile before turning on her heels and heading in the direction he'd indicated. When she entered the small room she heard the door being closed and locked behind her. She didn't turn around to look because she knew  it was Orlando standing there watching every move she made so ignoring the very unattractive, green medical robe on the examination table, Tracey stepped out of her shoes then removed her blouse and jeans.
 
Orlando approached her with a box of latex gloves but they flew out of his hands when Tracey, without warning pulled him against her and kissed him deeply. He immediately responded, his lips firm and warm as they covered hers while his hand made it's way inside her panties.
 
"Oh my God! I felt it!", he blurted out, abruptly breaking away from their kiss and snatching his hand back.
 
Tracey giggled, amused by how adorably shocked he looked but she could also tell he was really excited. He had desire written all over his face. "Do you want to feel it again?", she purred.
 
Orlando immediately nodded yes but when he reached for the waistband of her panties, Tracey stopped him by grabbing his wrist. "No. Not like that.", she said.
 
As she undid his belt and pants, Orlando quickly unclasped her bra and then watched as she slipped out of her panties. Soon after they were lying on the examination table.
 
"Ohhhh! I can feel it.....I can feel it!", Orlando groaned against her neck as he pushed himself into her depths. "Feels so good.......so good.......so good......", he chanted as he pulled back then buried himself deep inside her again. Over and over he repeated the action, harder and faster until he lost control.
 
The most Tracey could do was moan in response as the sensation of being over filled with his shaft drove her quickly towards her release.
 
"That was.....incredible.", he managed to say after catching his breath. "But we have to get dressed now." Wishing they had more time together, Orlando kissed Tracey  deeply then sighed as he slowly slipped out of her. He handed her her clothes then adjusted his. Tracey quickly did as he asked since the last thing she wanted was for him to get into trouble and lose his job especially after the wonderful moment they had just shared.
 
"When will you be flying back? Soon I hope.", he said, his expression full of hope.
 
"In a week. Give me your number and I'll give you a call as soon as my plane lands. Who knows, maybe you can strip-search me again.", she teased.
 
"Looking forward to it.", he replied with a smile before capturing her lips once more. He escorted her to the departure gate then waited until she boarded the plane. "Yup.....looking forward to it.", he whispered before turning to head back to his post.
 

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