We had many trips together, and flirted much. After 6 months of dating I jump seated on his flight and spent a wonderful two days with him. He was all I had ever dreamed a pilot should be, assertive, strong and relaxed. On oue final leg back to base we decided to constimate the courtship by taking avantage of the aft lav. Knowing the routine of the flight attendant dinner service we decided that was the time to make our move. We met in the aft lav and started to fondel each other through are clothes. It was so hot. I lifted my skirt and he pulled down my G sting. I undid his uniform pants and he was hard as a rock. Than he knowing I was so wet thrusted his mannliness inside of me.
We were rocking hard when I knocked the FA call button with my elbow. We had to disengage so I could go out and reset it. We tried again but I did the same thing. I was so hot and the intrusion of this was to much so we decided to meet in the pilot bunks to continue. After dressing I went to the upper deck to continue. There we were able to lay down and explore each others body completely, and I was aroused once again . He entered me from behind, and thrusted so hard it hurt with pleasure. I came three times in sudden sucsession. After he was done he went back to the cockpit to finish the flight. I wasn’t sure what he had told the rest of the crew about his absence but they were all smiling at me on departure. We got married one year later, and boy what a storie I have for the grandkids.