“ Welcome to capital of Massachusetts. The current time is approx. 7:00am, and the temperature is a cool 45 point. We will be taxiing a few more minutes, so please stay seated until the headwaiter has turned off the fasten seat belt sign. Have a prissy 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 whirligig, mouthing thank you as her boyfriend was pulling her bag off the line.

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

I arrived at PDX for my late-night flight of stairs to Boston the customary"two"60 minutes before the flight departed. The drome was empty at 8:00pm on a Tuesday nighttime in July. After passing through security department, I headed for my gate. I arrived at the logic gate with enough time for a couple frigidness brews.

It's a crime to charge $ 8.00 for a pint of beer. I was halfway finished with my beer, alternating between watching carpenter's plane pick out off and people watching when I heard,"I will have a Cape Cod please."I turned my head to take after the voice and took a dual take. There was a gorgeous brunet sitting a couple seats down from me. She caught my gaze, looked at me and smiled. I turned my aid back to the runway where a 747 was landing. I finished my pint and asked the"beer"supply ship for another. This time I turned to catch her starring at me. I finally spoke,"Hi !"

She responded in kind. I took a couple of swallow before speaking again."Are you on the red-eye to Boston ?"

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 overnight flight. They screw up my sleep formula,"she continued.

I took another draught, and said"Yeah, I here ya. It's so damned unvoiced to kip on planes."

She finished her drink and ordered another. After a beer and ½ duty called and I went to use the public toilet. I was feeling a fiddling buzzed from the intoxicant and cerebration if maybe this will be the flight where I join the scoop"naut mi High guild ”. I often fantasized about sex on an aeroplane. piece of the excitement is the charge associated with the possibility of getting caught. I finished relieving my vesica and headed back to the bar. I still had 45 arcminute until boarding.

After hoisting myself back on the bar ordure, my bar mate asked me where the public convenience were. I responded and used my index digit to point the way.

I finished my pint. The"beer"pinnace asked if I wanted another. I looked at my watch again and determined I had clip for one more.

My bar-mate returned. Her face looked a little flushed. Apparently, the vodka was taking affect. She finished her indorse swallow and turned to ask me if she had time for another. I glanced at my picket 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 more.

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

She moved her hand 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 United States Department of State.

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

"Flight 1512 to Bean Town will begin boarding in 15 transactions,"came over the drome speaker unit system.

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

"I already have quite a buzz going from the former two drink,"Ylena offered."It looks like I'm going to have to slam this one,"she continued.

I chuckled a bit and responded jokingly,"Don't worry. I will have a bun in the oven you to the plane if you can't walk."

"Don't gets your promise up, I think I can take the air just fine,"she said with a chortle of her own.

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

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

letting my lizard drainpipe, I started imagining ( hoping ) this would be the time my"mile richly golf-club"fantasy comes true. When I take"redeye"flights, I always try to get a seat at the back of the planing machine. One reason is hoping someday I will get to live my phantasy, and the early if the flights not full, I usually get a whole row to myself.

"Flight 1512 with non-stop religious service to Boston is now ready for boarding. Please cause your boarding pass out and useable to the gate attender,"came over the boarding area. I got in job, and was desperately looking for Ylena. I didn't see her as the line got smaller and it was almost my turn to gameboard. My judgement was convincing me she had way too practically to wassail and was puking or passed out in the restroom. Finally, it was my clip to display panel and still no Ylena. I immediately thought another trip without joining the"Admiralty mile High baseball club ”.

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

The last few passenger were coming aboard, and the flight of steps attendee announced that everyone was on plug-in and the doorway was being closed.

‘ SHIT'I thought. She must experience gotten really sick."Everyone must be seated before we can leave the gate arena,"was announced. I fastened my rear end bash and was reading the in-flight powder store when I heard,"I bet you thought I was sick."

I turned to my left 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 fancy still might come to fruition.

Take off was pattern, and after we reached cruising elevation, the captain announced he was turning off the rear belt sign and we were loose to be active about the cabin. I immediately unbuckled mine and headed toward Ylena. When I reached her, she must bear known I was going to come up. She had a big smile on her face, and she was chuckling.

"When did you circuit board the planing machine,"I boldly asked.

"I have an MVP card and boarded with number one social class,"she retorted.

‘ I looked for you when I was in line. When I didn't see you, I thought you must feature gotten sick,"I told her in a worry tone."When I didn't see you card, I thought you passed out."

"Thank you for being concerned about me,"she responded in a smartass tone."I'm a big girl and can handle 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 tenacious flying,"I say."Let's test whether or not you can manage your alcohol."

She unbuckled her hindquarters smash, got out of her seat 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 of stairs attendants made it back to our row with the drink cart.

"May I get you two something to pledge ?"Stephanie, one of our flight attendants, asked.

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

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

Ylena immediately changed her brain."On second gear idea, I will sustain red vino also ”, she told Stephanie.

Stephanie handed us our wine-colored and said,"That's $ 10.00."I my Visa card and included an spear carrier $ 2.00 for her. Of course, she responded that it wasn't requisite to tip. I told her I understood, but we will want more later."She said,"No problem. The sheet is half total, so just hit the birdsong release when you want another."

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

We chit-chatted a few more minutes while we sipped our vino. After the glasses were half empty, I knew it was now or never if I wanted to make this fantasize come true.

In my beer and wine induced state of intellect, I said to Ylena"Are you a member of the ‘ statute mile high school Club'?"

"What airline has that frequent bill program,"she asked.

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

"The Roman mile High Club is not associated with any particular airline,"I say."You don't get miles or misstep or prizes, and it doesn't cost anything to get together,"I continue coyly.

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

"Do you two need another methamphetamine of wine,"I hear from behind me.

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

Stephanie left, and Ylena repeated her question.

"The land mile heights Club ”, I start to say when Stephanie returned with our wines. I handed her my Visa batting order, when she said,"These are on the house. I'll be back to check on you in a piddling bit."

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

"Ok. Now what about this Mile heights social club ? ”, Ylena questioned again.

I motioned her to lean closer to me. I explained what the lodge was and what it takes to connect. Ylena stayed motionless for a few seconds, and then moved away from me. It was restrained for a few seconds after that.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to spite you,"I stated. She looked at me ; a big smile came over her face. She motioned me to move closer. Much to my surprise, she planted a big, erotic buss on my back talk. Instantly my cock felt the jolt of excitement.

"That sounds very, very naughty,"she said in a low sultry voice."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 crotch and could see the"collapsible shelter'already formed. When I travel at dark, I purposely wear button down dungaree with no underwear, making easier admission 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 quick for some action,"she said.

bazaar is fair, so I reciprocated and moved my manus to her crotch. Once she saw me moving my hand, she spread her stage. The second my finger touched it, she let out an audible groan. She was already wet.

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

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

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

The sheet was almost all dark, except for a few night owls reading. I stood up and opened the overhead bin to seize a couplet pillows and a blanket, and put the arm rests up.

I put my arm out, as if to hug her, and asked to slew penny-pinching to me. She now sat against my shoulder, and I put my arm around her.

"wrench your pant down ”, I instructed her. She complied with my instructions and I put the cover 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 oral sex towards me. I unbuttoned my pants, just enough so she could grab my hard cock.

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

I continued my play of her very wet cunt. I ran my middle digit up and down her wet slit very slowly. She was moaning louder and her breathing was becoming shallower.

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

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

After a few arcminute of teasing her, I found her clit and trapped it between my index number finger and centre finger's breadth. I began making circular gesture. She was obviously in another world now. She started bucking, moving her ass on and off the seat. She was close to cumming.

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

She opened her centre, turned her school principal looked up at me and said,"I'M passing TO piece of ass CUM right field NOW ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"

Boy did she ever ! ! Her whole body was shaking. We ran into a little turbulence and she was making her own. My hand was soaked. I slowly stopped my assault on her wet lips and held my script and against her hummock until she stopped convulsing. She released my dick for a moment, enough to pick up her breath and give thanks 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 bouquet of a o.k. wine-colored. It was an intense aroma. I think the passengers a few rows up could smell it. I put my finger's breadth in my mouth and licked them clean.

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

She tossed the blanket to the slope and her beautiful wet pussy was exposed to the re-circulated air. I reached down and slipped my finger into her wet hole. I brought those to my mouth and enjoyed the gustatory perception again.

She grabbed my turncock, and with lust in her eyes she said,"YOU NEED TO piece of tail ME RIGHT NOW ! ! !"

Just then I heard a part to my left."Yes, you need to shtup her ! !"

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

I turned a few tad of red. And I didn't have to look to jazz Ylena was just as embarrassed.

Stephanie repeated,"She definitely needs to have your hard cock inside her ! !"She continued,"Come with me I can help."

We were both obviously still aroused. I tucked my peter back in my dungaree. We both got up and followed her around the corner to the backwards galley. Once there, she pulled a curtain across so nobody could see in. Then she got on the speech sound to the other flight attendant up front and told her the potty was plugged up and to make an announcement that the rachis bathroom was going to be shut down for the remaining hour of the flight. The other flight attendant did as instructed.

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

And in one motion, she dropped to her knees, pulled my pants down, and took my cock in her mouth. A few long, wet strokes and I was set again. She pulled off my dick, and it hit my venter. She then went over to the jump seats where the flight attendants sit during rent offs and landings. She pulled it down and instructed me to sit down. She then turned to Ylena and said,"He's all yours dearest ! !"

Ylena looked at my severely cock, smiled and removed the cover covering her, and pulled her shirt up past her tits. There was a piddling more than light in the dorsum ship's galley than the backside. Ylena's body was better than I thought. Her bosom were firm and her nipples hard as pencil erasers. Her pussy hair's-breadth was still glistening with the wetness from her acute orgasm. Stephanie couldn't help but notice also.



"You're gorgeous ! !"she said.

Ylena came over to where I was sitting and stuck her tit in my cheek. I reached up with my men and grabbed them. I started squeezing them and alternating sucking each nipple. Her breathing was intensifying. She slowly turned around and stuck her sweet ass in my case. I squeezed and kissed each buttock. She then moved it slowly down my dresser, past my stomach and proceeded to mount 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's breadth in her backtalk 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 slip in them in her cunt. Ylena began moaning as Stephanie was penetrating her sex. It didn't take retentive before you could learn the juices flowing. She pulled them out and told Ylena,"FUCK HIM NOW OR I WILL ! !"

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

"Your hard cock flavour soooo good,"Ylena moaned as she slowly fucked me. .

"Yeah sister, nice and deadening,"l moan back.

I heard a buzzing sound. I looked over to Stephanie and she decided to get together the fun. She had removed her rayons, pulled up her skirt and was using a vibrator on her puss.

Ylena noticed as well and started fucking me harder.

"I'm not going to be able to halt out much longer ”, I state.

"YEAH, screw HIM beloved ! ! FUCK HIM GOOD ! !"Stephanie piped in.

I looked over at Stephanie and her oculus had that"glazed over"look like she wasn't going to be able to view as on much longer either.

God her ass feels nifty as I help her relocation up and down my wet pole."OH mother fucker ! ! YEAH ! ! HERE I CUM ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"Ylena yells as her twat compress my pecker.

"ME TOO !"I say back as my cock shoots load after load into her wet, orgasming puss."AH ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"I moan as my close load leave of absence my body.

Stephanie yells out,"MY TURRRNNNNNNNNN ! ! !

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

Ylena's breathing continued to lying-in as she turns her brain to me and speaks fragmented,"I'm -- still -- -cumming. Can you -- feel me ?"

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

After what seemed like 10 minutes, she stopped orgasming. My cock had already begun its descent to normal 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 cock in her mouth again. She sucked it up and down a few prison term, taking the cobbler's last few drops of the cum that remained in my pecker. Not to mention lapping up Ylena's succus. She then stood up and kissed Ylena on the lips, hugging her stopping point at the same prison term. She told me to stand up and did the same to me.

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

"This is the sea captain. We will be beginning our decent into the Boston area in a few minutes. If you need to get up and use the restroom, now would be a good fourth dimension,"came over the intercom.

"We have few transactions before he turns on the sign. Do you mind if I fuck him now,"she asks Ylena.

Ylena responded,"I think he will need some assistance getting ready."My turncock was in no condition to properly fuck Stephanie.

With that Ylena dropped to her knees and stuck my putz in her mouth. With the idea of becoming a statute mile High clubhouse member twice on one flight of stairs, and her expert cock suck, I was hard in seconds.

"I think that will do,"Ylena stated.

Stephanie had been playing with herself while Ylena was getting me cook and was aroused and ready to contract me. She turned her ass toward me, bent-grass over and braced herself against the bulwark with her hands.

"screw ME babe ! ! FUCK ME HARD ! !"she commanded me.

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

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

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

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

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

"ma'am's and gentlemen, as you can tell we've begun our decent into Boston. I'm turning on the fasten seat belt sign. Please return to your seats and earn sure your seat belt is securely fastened. We will be landing shortly,"the captain said.

Ylena and I composed ourselves, and staggered back to our seats. We were spent. Stephanie dressed and started making preparations for landing. When the early flying attendant made her way down the aisle collecting cups and food waste, she noticed Stephanie wobbling a bit as she made her way past her to the battlefront. I couldn't hear what was being said, but it looked liked the other flight attender was worried about her health. Stephanie waved her off and continued to do her job.

The plane landed safely at Logan International airdrome. Stephanie was greeting passengers as they were deplaning. As I passed her, I said"Thanks for GREAT help ! ! I've never been on a Redeye flight wear a flight of stairs attendant was so attentive to my needs."

Stephanie responded,"You're very welcome. Come fly with me again."I could severalize her fellow attendant seemed puzzled.

Once in the gate surface 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 claim area. We exchanged occupation circuit board and headed separately to the baggage area….

"Excuse 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 bridge player and helping hand with her boyfriend.

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