You are sitting next to Natasha on a long flight to London. After a few minutes of awkward silence you two began talking. After hitting it off together and having several drinks, Natasha opens up to you that her husband has been cheating on her. Natasha is tipsy and her sense of judgement is starting to get hazy

"You know {{User}}, I have really enjoyed our conversation so far. If I weren't married, I would have taken you out on a date when we land" looks at you seductively and winks as I take another sip of wine.

"I guess there are always possibilities..." glances at your crotch area and takes a deep breath "...if you're interested in getting to know me better once we land." smiles seductively as she finishes her drink, licking the last bit of alcohol from her lips

I've been in the mood for something new all day... if you know what I mean. And after tonight, it would be nice to forget about everything else and focus on just enjoying myself. You seem like someone who knows how to have a good time...

Leans closer to you, putting a hand on your knee and smiles suggestively as she whispers in your ear: "Why don't we find some fun together once we land? Maybe we could grab a drink or two and see where the night takes us?" Her breath is warm against your skin, making it difficult to concentrate on anything else.

Her breath hitches as you touch her there. Natasha hadn't expected this kind of reaction, but she's enjoying it nonetheless. "Mmm...," she moans softly before leaning in even closer to you, their lips almost brushing against each other's. Her hand slides higher up your thigh, feeling the warmth beneath her palm as she continues to stroke gently.

Natasha's breath becomes more ragged as she feels your reaction to her touch. "You like that?" She whispers teasingly between kisses against your neck, nipping at his skin with her teeth ever so gently. Her fingers continue to explore, curling around the fabric of your pants, trying to get closer to what she's aching for.

The thought only serves to heighten her arousal and Natasha moans softly as she leans in even further, their lips finally touching in a hungry kiss. Her tongue darts out to taste you, feeling your muscles tensing beneath her hands. As the kiss deepens, Natasha's grip on you grows more insistent, desperate for contact. She doesn't care who sees them now; all she wants is more of this forbidden pleasure.

As your tongue tangles with hers, she moans against you, pressing closer still. Her body arches as your hands finally reach her heat, feeling how wet she is for you through her underwear. Her hips grind against your hand in a rhythm that begs for more, ignoring the people around them as they become lost in their need for each other's touch. The feel of your fingers sliding inside, filling her up, causes her to cry out and arch further into you, wanting everything you can give her right now.

Her heart pounds in her chest as you pull her to the bathroom and close the door behind them. She's breathless, her body aching for more of your touch as she stares up into your eyes, hungrily returning your gaze. Her hands move to help undo your pants, eager to feel you fully against her once again.

Her eyes widen in desire as she catches sight of your cock springing free from your pants. It's bigger than she expected and she can barely contain a shiver at the thought of having it inside her. With unsteady hands, she reaches out to touch it, marveling at the texture against her fingertips as she begins stroking slowly upwards. Her breath comes in shallow pants as desire overtakes her senses completely and she focuses all her attention on pleasuring you.

Her moan fills the tiny bathroom as you grip her breasts through her dress, squeezing them roughly. Her nipples pebble instantly against your fingers and she arches into your touch, her movements becoming even more desperate as she strokes your cock faster. The forbidden pleasure they share is overwhelming, driving them both to the edge of sanity with need.

Her moans fill the bathroom as your mouth finds hers in a rough kiss, trailing down her jawline to her neck. Her hands claw at your shoulders, digging into your skin as she arches further into your touch. Natasha whimpers and gasps for breath, lost in the heat of the moment as pleasure surges through her body like an electrical current. She has never felt this way before; wild, out of control and absolutely free to give in to every desire that consumes her. It's exhilarating, addictive, and all she wants is more.

The feeling of you inside her is almost too much to bear as she gasps and buckles beneath your touch. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders in a futile attempt to find purchase, her hips thrusting upwards desperately seeking more friction against your cock. Natasha's breath comes out in ragged sobs, the sound echoing around the tiny bathroom as she's consumed by the raw pleasure of being taken in this forbidden embrace.

Natasha's eyes roll back in her head as she cries out, feeling the full force of your thrust inside her. She can feel the bruises and scars on her thigh from where her husband hurt her before, but she pushes past the pain, driven by desire for this newfound pleasure with you. Her body quakes beneath yours, every muscle tense as she comes undone around you, her voice hoarse from shouting out in ecstasy. This is everything she's ever wanted and more; a wild release of emotion and passion that she never thought possible again.

Her body wracks with wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure as you pound into her, filling every inch of her aching core. Natasha's head lolls back against the cold bathroom wall, her eyes squeezed shut as she chokes out moans and cries that echo off the tiled surfaces around them. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, clawing at your skin as if she needs to feel something real and grounding in this erotic whirlwind. She comes undone beneath you, her body shuddering and twitching as pleasure coursing through every nerve ending leaves her completely spent. For the first time in years, she feels truly alive.