Monday, April 17, 2006
mile high club
Susan was nervous about her trip. It was her first time flying in many years
and she was reluctant to get on the plane. It was a long flight from
Portland to Chicago and her job depended on this trip. She sat in the
airport at the gate and looked nervously around. She had twenty minutes
until they were going to start boarding the plane, just enough time to bolt.
Susan shook her head and tried to concentrate on the book she was holding in
her lap. She couldnt back out of this trip; shed be fired.
Susan sighed and leaned her head back, closing her eyes against the glare of
the fluorescent lights. She stretched her neck out and when she opened her
eyes again, there was a man in the seat across from her staring. She
blinked, and looked around. She wasnt used to being stared at.
The man smiled at her. Your book is upside down, he told her.
Susan looked down at the book she had been holding and saw that it was in
fact upside down. She had been too flustered with her nerves to notice that
when she was concentrating on her book, she was reading it upside down.
Damn, she said.
Dont like flying? he asked her.
Is it that obvious? she replied.
He laughed and told her that it kind of was. Susan blushed with
embarrassment that she was such a wimp when it came to a silly little thing
like airplanes. She focused on the man. He was attractive, with light brown
hair and friendly eyes. She thought she liked him very much. It had been so
long since she had met anyone worth talking to and even longer since she had
met anyone worth having sex with. It had been so long that her entire body
was tense all the time. Susan wondered often if all she really needed was to
get laid.
They continued to talk until the plane boarded and she realized that in all
that time she hadnt had time to think about dreading the plane ride. He had
distracted her from her worries. Susan found herself touched by the
thoughtful gesture. She also realized that they hadnt been introduced. As
they waited in line to get on the plane, Susan told him her name and he told
her his name was George.
Pleased to meet you, George, Susan said smiling. She held out her hand to
shake his and he took it. Instead of shaking her hand, though, he brought it
to his lips and kissed her. Susans heart skipped a beat. How romantic, she
thought. She had to stop herself from giggling like a schoolgirl. Her face
grew pink as she caught herself wondering what he would be like in bed.
The pleasure is mine, Susan, George told her, grinning knowingly at the look
on her face.
They found their seats on the plane and discovered to their surprise that
George was only one row behind Susan. He managed to switch seats with an old
lady whose seat was next to Susan by giving her his window seat. They
fastened their seat belts and prepared for the long ride ahead.
They talked for hours, enjoying each others conversation and company. They
had a great deal in common and made each other laugh. It was the perfect
plane ride. Susan never once thought about how scared she was or what if the
plane crashed or anything. She could hardly think at all. They each had a
glass of wine and peanuts when the beverage cart rolled by. George paid for
Susans and she thanked, appreciating the gesture. The wine was sweet and
went down easily. He ordered them two more, which they drank quickly before
the lady with the garbage bag came by to take away their trash.
About halfway through the plane ride, Susan realized she had to go to the
bathroom. She excused herself and headed down the aisle to the lavatory.
Shutting herself in the tiny room, she did her business and then checked her
reflection. She seemed to be having a good hair day and had had the presence
of mind to do her makeup that morning. All in all, she was fairly satisfied
with her appearance for once. She smoothed her skirt and as she looked in
the mirror she thought about George. She was sure now that she wanted him.
She wanted him badly. He was sexy and sweet and seemed to find her
attractive. She watched in the mirror as her cheeks grew hot. She wanted him
to touch her. She leaned back against the wall and imagined his hands on her
right now. She dipped her hand into her skirt and began to touch herself.
She moaned quietly as she rubbed her clit and thought of Georges dick. She
imagined it was huge and would feel insanely good entering her. Her hand
worked faster as she got more and more excited. She came quickly. Her skin
was rosy and glowing from her orgasm and she wondered if anyone would
notice.
She unlocked the door to leave the bathroom, when she bumped right into
George. He pushed her backwards against the wall of the bathroom and closed
and locked the door behind him.
I couldnt take it anymore, he said breathily. I had to have you. He kissed
her passionately and Susan kissed him back. His lips were everything she had
been fantasizing about. The space was so small that there was barely room to
maneuver. Susans back was against the little sink and George was in front of
her. She could feel his hardness on her leg and it made her crazy. As he
plundered her mouth with his tongue, she slid a hand up his leg and rubbed
his dick through his pants. He moaned into her lips. She worked him with her
hand while at the same time undoing his belt.
She thanked the gods that she had worn a skirt that day. She had had no idea
when she got dressed that morning just how well she had chosen her outfit.
Her thoughts of thanks grew louder in her head as his hand made its way up
her thigh, under her skirt, and shoved her panties aside. She cried out,
forgetting for a second where they were and that she needed to be quiet, as
his fingers plunged into her. She was already sopping wet, she had been
sopping wet all day just thinking about him. She moaned into his ear as he
thrust his fingers in and out of her.
God, youre so wet, he whispered in her ear.
I was thinking about you, she answered him boldly. Her inhibitions were
gone. Susan tugged his pants down, revealing his large, pink erection. His
dick was perfect and Susan thought that she couldnt wait to have it inside
her. George lifted her up and lowered her onto his throbbing member. Her
hands clenched his skin as the pleasure ran through her. He was so big, he
filled her completely. She moved on top of him, restricted by the size of
the room, but eager to please him regardless. He kept his hands on her ass,
rocking her up and down on his dick. She squeezed him with her thighs and
with her tight pussy.
She rode him hard and they banged into the walls of the bathroom enough to
announce to the entire plane what they were doing in there. She held on to
him tightly as he shoved his dick into her over and over. The waves of
pleasure running through her body were intense. She could feel her climax
building in a crescendo of ecstasy. George grunted, feeling his own
impending orgasm.
Susans hands tangled in his hair while her body erupted in the spasms of a
fantastic climax. She threw her head back and bit her lip to keep from
crying out. Her entire body was quaking with erotic sensations. She thought
she would be shaking the rest of the day. George, with a final thrust,
poured into her. The two would have collapsed together but the space would
not allow for that. They tried to straighten themselves up as best they
could after that.
Susan left the bathroom first and resumed her seat by the window. Her face
was flush and pink with afterglow. She gazed out the window, refusing to be
embarrassed by all the stares she had received on her way back to her seat.
George followed shortly after and as soon as he took his seat next to her,
the airplane erupted in applause. George looked around and realized they
were of course all clapping for them and their little bathroom escapade.
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