I saw her across the way a few times and couldn’t stop looking. She was young and good looking so of course I’d look. After awhile I noticed she was looking my way too. It was definitely not the normal look of a tired/annoyed/bored traveler. We kept steeling glances and never seemed too embarrassed to be looking. After awhile I started to notice she seemed to stand so that I could see her nice looking legs and ass through her yoga pants. She would move her hands over her butt and lift up her shirt and hoodie a bit so that it wasn’t covered. She sat facing a way for a bit with her back arched a bit. it was probably my imagination and so two ships passed in the night. She went to her flight and I went to mine, but the whole flight I thought about what if.
