"Yeah, we can have a look round," he agrees. "Maybe we can find the restaurant on the way?" You nod and take his hand as you both start to walk through the wing towards the center where the restaurant might be.
What surprises you is you keep seeing people just shamelessly having sex in the corridors. Other couples who must've switched sides like you and your boyfriend, two men where one is fucking the other in the ass eagerly, two women where one is leaning against the window ledge with her partner's fingers exploring her body... it's a lot. Seeing it makes your nipples tent against the fabric of your sundress and your pussy juices drip down your thighs, which you have to press together more.
Soon you reach a fairly secluded bit of the wing, and before you know it your boyfriend has moved in front of you and slid his thigh between your legs. You whimper at the hardness and warmth of it- and then notice another hardness pressing at your thigh. Looks like he got turned on from the other denizens of the wing too.
"I dunno about you, but I feel kinda left out right now," he breathes into your ear.
"Same," you agree. Your heart races as you hear him unzip his jeans, see him pull them and his boxers down his hips so his erection springs out, and feel his hands reach to slip off your sundress. His energy surprises you, not that you're complaining.
A spit-second later, his cock is inside you and his hips thrust it in and out of you hard and fast. You cling to him, your body shaking from the sensations, and you both gasp and moan in unison as your motions grow faster and more passionate. Soon you're pushed to the point of your body clenching around his and you feel him pump yet more of his thick seed into you.
You both dress hastily, relieved by the fucking, and go to find the restaurant for real this time.