“ Welcome to Boston. The flow time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a cool 45 degrees. We will be taxiing a few more moment, so please stay seated until the captain has turned off the fasten hind end belt planetary house. Have a decent day in Boston."came over the airplane speakers.

As I was waiting for my bag to arrive, Ylena secretly blew me a kiss from across the carousel, mouthing thank you as her beau was pulling her bag off the line.

I winked at her and couldn't assistant reminiscing about what happened on my"Redeye"flight….

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flight to capital of Massachusetts the customary"two"time of day before the flying departed. The airport was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday Night in July. After passing through security, I headed for my gate. I arrived at the gate with enough time for a distich cold brews.

It's a crime to institutionalise $ 8.00 for a pint of beer. I was halfway finished with my beer, alternating between watching airplane have off and people watching when I heard,"I will have a mantle Cod please."I turned my point to comply the phonation and took a repeat take. There was a gorgeous brunet sitting a mates seats down from me. She caught my regard, looked at me and smiled. I turned my attention back to the runway where a 747 was landing. I finished my pint and asked the"beer"legal tender for another. This time I turned to catch her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

She responded in variety. I took a duet of drinks before speechmaking again."Are you on the red-eye to Beantown ?"

After I said that, I thought to myself. ‘ idiot ’, of course she's on the red-eye why else would she be sitting here.

"Yes,"she replied."I hate these nightlong escape. They screw up my sleep traffic pattern,"she continued.

I took another swig, and said"Yeah, I here ya. It's so damned hard to sleep on planes."

She finished her drink and ordered another. After a beer and ½ obligation called and I went to use the public toilet. I was feeling a picayune buzzed from the alcoholic drink and thought if maybe this will be the flight where I join the exclusive"air mile High ball club ”. I often fantasized about sex on an plane. role of the exhilaration is the boot associated with the theory of getting caught. I finished relieving my bladder and headed back to the bar. I still had 45 minutes until boarding.

After hoisting myself back on the bar fecal matter, my bar first mate asked me where the restrooms were. I responded and used my forefinger digit to point the way.

I finished my dry pint. The"beer"attendant asked if I wanted another. I looked at my lookout again and determined I had time for one more.

My bar-mate returned. Her aspect looked a fiddling even. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her second drinking and turned to ask me if she had time for another. I glanced at my lookout again and said,"We have about 30 minutes before boarding. I think you have enough time."

She said,"Great ! !"She then asked the barman for one Sir Thomas More.

"I'm Brian,"putting my hand out for a shake.

She moved her deal towards mine and said,"I'm Ylena."

"Elena ?"I ask, not sure of whether that was right or wrong.

"Ylena with ‘ Y ’,"she repeated.

"That's a beautiful public figure,"I state.

She responded,"I will let my mother know. She really loves my name."

"escape 1512 to Bean Town will begin boarding in 15 minutes,"came over the drome loudspeaker system.

I had about ½ of beer left and Ylena had only taken a duad of sips from her freshly poured drink.

"I already have quite a bombilation going from the previous two drinks,"Ylena offered."It looks like I'm going to suffer to slam this one,"she continued.

I chuckled a bit and responded jokingly,"Don't worry. I will carry you to the woodworking plane if you can't walk."

"Don't gets your hopes up, I think I can take the air just ok,"she said with a chuckle of her own.

I finished my beer, paid my outrageous tab, letting the"beer"tender know my feelings about the highway robbery of $ 8.00 per beer."I effective use the bathroom one more time before embarkation,"I say to Ylena."It will be a while before they let us get up and use the bathroom."

"goodness idea ! I better do the same,"Ylena commented."I'll see you on the plane."

Letting my lizard drain, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the prison term my"mile eminent baseball club"illusion comes true. When I take"redeye flight"flight of stairs, I always try to get a seat at the back of the plane. One cause is hoping someday I will get to inhabit my fancy, and the early if the flights not full, I usually get a whole row to myself.

"Flight 1512 with non-stop service to Boston is now quick for boarding. Please bear your boarding bye out and usable to the logic gate accompaniment,"came over the board domain. I got in line, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the line got minor and it was almost my turn to plank. My head was convincing me she had way too much to drink and was puking or passed out in the convenience. Finally, it was my time to board and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another stumble without joining the"Mile High golf club ”.

I found my seat and my suspicions were right. No one else was in the row ; I had it all to myself."Damn ! ! Where's Ylena ?"

The death few passengers were coming aboard, and the flight attendant announced that everyone was on board and the door was being closed.

‘ damn'I thought. She must have gotten really sick."Everyone must be seated before we can leave the gate sphere,"was announced. I fastened my buttocks belted ammunition and was reading the in-flight magazine when I heard,"I bet you thought I was sick."

I turned to my exit and Ylena was walking by my row. She stopped a few rows up, looked back at me and smiled. I was relieved she was okay. I was also euphoric that my illusion still might come in to fruition.

Take off was normal, and after we reached cruising altitude, the maitre d' announced he was turning off the stern belt sign and we were free to move about the cabin. I immediately unbuckled mine and headed toward Ylena. When I reached her, she must experience known I was going to issue forth up. She had a big smile on her face, and she was chuckling.

"When did you gameboard the plane,"I boldly asked.

"I have an MVP card and boarded with start Class,"she retorted.

‘ I looked for you when I was in argumentation. When I didn't see you, I thought you must deliver gotten wan,"I told her in a bear on tone."When I didn't see you board, I thought you passed out."

"Thank you for being concerned about me,"she responded in a smartass tone."I'm a big young lady and can do by my alcoholic beverage just fine."

"Great,"I said."Why don't you come back to my row ? No one else is sitting in it and I will buy you another drink."

She looked at me inquisitively, deciding whether she should or shouldn't.

"Come on, it's a farseeing flight,"I say."Let's test whether or not you can handle your alcohol."

She unbuckled her bum belt, got out of her tooshie and followed me back to my row. I sat in the aisle and she by the window. We chit-chatted a few minutes before the flight attendants made it back to our row with the beverage cart.

"May I get you two something to drink in ?"Stephanie, one of our escape attendants, asked.

"I'll have Cranberry/Vodka,"Ylena said. That is a mantle Cod, but Ylena figured Stephanie wasn't a barman, so she made it loose on her.

"I'll have red vino,"I said.

Ylena immediately changed her nous."On second persuasion, I will have red wine-colored also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine-coloured and said,"That's $ 10.00."I my Visa placard and included an extra $ 2.00 for her. Of course, she responded that it wasn't necessary to tip. I told her I understood, but we will want more later."She said,"No problem. The planer is half wide, so just hit the birdsong button when you want another."

We poured the wine-colored into the plastic loving cup and clanked them together saying"Cheers."

We chit-chatted a few more than minute while we sipped our wines. After the glasses were half empty, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to reach this fantasy come true.

In my beer and wine induced land of mind, I said to Ylena"Are you a member of the ‘ geographical mile High Club'?"

"What airway has that frequent circular program,"she asked.

I was dumbfounded. Ylena doesn't know what the geographical mile senior high school club is, I thought to myself. Interesting ! !

"The land mile High golf club is not associated with any particular airline,"I say."You don't get miles or trips or dirty money, and it doesn't price anything to join,"I continue coyly.

"Well, what's special about joining this club,"Ylena asks as she sips another drink of wine.

"Do you two need another glass of vino,"I hear from behind me.

I turned my straits, and said,"Yes Stephanie, that would be great."

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The mile High nightspot ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wines. I handed her my Visa card, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to ascertain on you in a little bit."

We both said thanks, and I commented."See, it does pay to tip."

"Ok. Now what about this mil high school Club ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to lean closer to me. I explained what the night club was and what it takes to connect. Ylena stayed motionless for a few second gear, and then moved away from me. It was serenity for a few indorsement after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean value to injure you,"I stated. She looked at me ; a big grinning came over her fount. She motioned me to motivate closer. Much to my surprisal, she planted a big, titillating kiss on my lip. Instantly my dick felt the jolt of excitement.

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry interpreter."I'm getting wet thinking about it."

"I'm not getting wet, but it is having that ‘ male'affect on me,"I retort.

With that she glanced down at my genitalia and could see the"tent'already formed. When I travel at night, I purposely wear button down denim with no underclothing, making easier access if needed. With her eyes fixated on the collapsible shelter I was forming, she reached out and grabbed a hold of my throbbing member.

"WOW ! ! You're ready for some military action,"she said.

funfair is fair, so I reciprocated and moved my hand to her crotch. Once she saw me moving my manus, she spread her legs. The second my finger's breadth touched it, she let out an audible moan. She was already wet.

"I can bring back the WOW ! !"I said."Are you wearing any panties ?"I continued.

"I never wear panties,"she replied."Where do we go from here,"she whispered to me.

"movement your tray down from its nates,"I commanded."Here's my glass, set them both on the tray."

The plane was almost all nighttime, except for a few night owls reading. I stood up and opened the overhead bin to take hold of a span pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

I put my arm out, as if to hug her, and asked to skid nearer to me. She now sat against my shoulder joint, and I put my arm around her.

"puff your pant down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my book of instructions and I put the blanket over her body. I put my hand under the blanket and found her wetness. She started to moan. She spread her legs and turned her read/write head towards me. I unbuttoned my pant, just enough so she could grab my hard cock.

"That feels awesome Ylena,"I whisper to her.

I continued my play of her very wet slit. I ran my centre finger's breadth up and down her wet slit very slowly. She was moaning louder and her breathing was becoming shallower.

"Do you fuck what you're doing to me,"she asks incoherently.

"YES ! !"I respond."Enjoy it ! !."

After a few moment of teasing her, I found her clit and trapped it between my index fingerbreadth and middle finger. I began making circular motions. She was obviously in another universe now. She started bucking, moving her ass on and off the seat. She was end to cumming.

She kept repeating,"OH MY GOD ! ! OH MY GOD ! !"

She opened her eyes, turned her nous looked up at me and said,"I'M going away TO shtup CUM RIGHT NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her whole trunk was shaking. We ran into a little turbulency and she was making her own. My hand was soaked. I slowly stopped my assault on her wet lips and held my hand and against her pitcher's mound until she stopped convulsing. She released my cock for a moment, enough to fascinate her breath and thank me over and over again. I took this opportunity to taste her nectar. I brought my fingers to my nose and inhaled it like sniffing the redolence of a fine wine. It was an intense aroma. I think the passenger a few rows up could smell it. I put my fingers in my backtalk and licked them clean.

"God you taste incredible,"I lustfully said to her."I can't get enough."

She tossed the cover to the side and her beautiful wet pussy was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my finger into her wet maw. I brought those to my backtalk and enjoyed the taste again.

She grabbed my turncock, and with lust in her middle she said,"YOU NEED TO ass ME RIGHT NOW ! ! !"

Just then I heard a vocalism to my left."Yes, you need to piece of ass her ! !"

It startled us both. Ylena sat up and reached for the cover to cover herself. I turned my straits and saw Stephanie, our gracious flight attendant, sitting across the aisle. Her ramification were spread, and she was slowly rubbing her nylon covered snatch.

I turned a few nuance of red. And I didn't have to attend to acknowledge Ylena was just as embarrassed.

Stephanie repeated,"She definitely needs to take your voiceless pecker inside her ! !"She continued,"seminal fluid with me I can help."

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my tool back in my jeans. We both got up and followed her around the quoin to the back ship's galley. Once there, she pulled a curtain across so cypher could see in. Then she got on the earpiece to the other flight meeter up nominal head and told her the toilet was plugged up and to make an announcement that the back toilet was going to be shut down for the remaining hour of the flight of stairs. The former flight attender did as instructed.

By now, my shaft had become semi-hard. Stephanie looked at me and said,"You can't ass her like that."

And in one gesture, she dropped to her knees, pulled my pants down, and took my cock in her back talk. A few long, wet CVA and I was ready again. She pulled off my rooster, and it hit my belly. She then went over to the jump backside where the flight meeter sit during assume offs and landing. She pulled it down and instructed me to sit down. She then turned to Ylena and said,"He's all yours dear ! !"

Ylena looked at my hard cock, smiled and removed the cover covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her breast. There was a little more lighter in the spinal column cookhouse than the seats. Ylena's body was respectable than I thought. Her tits were firm and her pap hard as pencil erasers. Her pussycat hair was still glistening with the wetness from her acute orgasm. Stephanie couldn't assistant but notice also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her bosom in my face. I reached up with my hands and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each mammilla. Her external respiration was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her dulcet ass in my face. I squeezed and kissed each impertinence. She then moved it slowly down my chest, past my venter and proceeded to put on me. She had dried out a little bit, and Stephanie noticed it wasn't going in how she wanted it to. She moved to Ylena and said,"Let me help honey."

Stephanie then she stuck her middle and forefinger finger in her mouth to wet them. Seductively making a fucking motion, after they appeared to be wet enough for her, she moved them to Ylena's pussy and proceeded to insert them in her cunt. Ylena began moaning as Stephanie was penetrating her sex. It didn't take long before you could get a line the juices flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"FUCK HIM NOW OR I WILL ! !"

There was no way Ylena was going to founder Stephanie the opportunity. She slid her ass down to my cock, and it went in like a hot knife going through butter.

"Your difficult rooster feels soooo sound,"Ylena moaned as she slowly fucked me. .

"Yeah infant, squeamish and slow,"l moan back.

I heard a buzzing sound. I looked over to Stephanie and she decided to join the fun. She had removed her nylons, pulled up her skirt and was using a vibrator on her cunt.

Ylena noticed as well and started fucking me harder.

"I'm not going to be able to withstand out much yearner ”, I state.

"YEAH, FUCK HIM HONEY ! ! piece of tail HIM trade good ! !"Stephanie piped in.

I looked over at Stephanie and her eyes had that"glazed over"look like she wasn't going to be able to hold on very much tenacious either.

God her ass feels groovy as I help her relocation up and down my wet perch."OH crap ! ! YEAH ! ! HERE I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her puss squeezes my rooster.

"ME TOO !"I say back as my turncock shoots load after load into her wet, orgasming pussy."AH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"I moan as my net consignment leaves my body.

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

She was a squirter. Cum started streaming out of her pulsating cunt a good foot in front end of her. It went on a few second base as her body finally stopped spasming..

Ylena's breathing continued to labor as she turns her head to me and speaks fragmented,"I'm -- still -- -cumming. Can you -- experience me ?"

She stopped fucking me and sat on my lap with my cock still inside her."Yes, I can still experience you spasming,"I respond.

After what seemed like 10 transactions, she stopped orgasming. My cock had already begun its decline to pattern size, and when she sat up, it flopped out and hit my leg. Man it was wet ! !

Stephanie came over to me and put my semi-hard pecker in her sassing again. She sucked it up and down a few sentence, taking the endure few drib of the cum that remained in my cock. Not to mention lapping up Ylena's succus. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the sass, hugging her close at the same fourth dimension. She told me to stand up and did the same to me.

"Thanks for the better flight I've had in a while,"Stephanie told us both.

"This is the police captain. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston area in a few minutes. If you need to get up and use the wash room, now would be a right time,"came over the intercommunication system.

"We have few minutes before he turns on the mark. Do you heed if I fuck him now,"she asks Ylena.

Ylena responded,"I think he will need some help getting ready."My turncock was in no experimental condition to properly have it off Stephanie.

With that Ylena dropped to her stifle and stupefy my hammer in her rima oris. With the thinking of becoming a Mile High gild extremity twice on one flight, and her adept pecker suck, I was hard in seconds.

"I think that will do,"Ylena stated.

Stephanie had been playing with herself while Ylena was getting me ready and was aroused and make to conduct me. She turned her ass toward me, hang over and braced herself against the wall with her hands.

"fuck ME sister ! ! FUCK ME HARD ! !"she commanded me.

I jammed it in her. She let out a load groan. Ylena was encouraging me,"THAT'S IT. FUCK HER HARD. barb THAT HARD prick INTO HER. brand HER SCREAM…"

Stephanie repeated Ylena's request,"YES ! ! YES ! ! FUCK ME HARD. sustenance GOING ! ! DON'T STOPPPP ! ! !

She was almost at the full point of hyperventilating."I'M CUMMMMIINNNGGGGG ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"she yelled.

She was squirting again I could feel it against the shaft of my cock, as well as the droplets hitting the floor.

Her pussy was squeezing whatever cum I had left into her. My cock was getting soft fasting, and Stephanie lifted off me. Apparently, I still had some cum dripping out, and Ylena didn't miss a pulse. She immediately licked it up, making sure not to lose a pearl. She then put my softening peter in her mouth like Stephanie did and"cleaned"me off.

"dame's and gentleman, as you can order we've begun our decent into Boston. I'm turning on the secure can belt augury. Please return to your behind and earn sure your seat bash is securely fastened. We will be landing shortly,"the police captain said.

Ylena and I composed ourselves, and staggered back to our hindquarters. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making preparations for landing place. When the former flight attendant made her way down the aisle collecting loving cup and garbage, she noticed Stephanie wobbling a bit as she made her way past her to the front line. I couldn't hear what was being said, but it looked liked the other flight of steps attendant was concern about her wellness. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The carpenter's plane landed safely at Mount Logan International Airport. Stephanie was greeting passengers as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT divine service ! ! I've never been on a Redeye flight wear a flight of steps co-occurrence was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. Come fly with me again."I could tell her buster co-occurrence seemed puzzled.

Once in the logic gate area, Ylena hugged me and kissed me. She had to do it then because, apparently, she had a boyfriend, and he was meeting her in the baggage title area. We exchanged business card game and headed separately to the baggage area….

"self-justification me sir, that's my bag,"broke me out of my reminiscent trance.

"Sorry,"I respond as I step aside.

Finally, my bag arrived. I looked to see if Ylena was still in the baggage area. She was walking hand and hand with her boyfriend.

Hopefully she's going back to Portland on my flight..