Take Your Medicine

My girlfriend and I had this all planned since we met. Just the thought of joining the Mile High Club turned her on like crazy. Our seat assignments were in the far back row. We thought that would be perfect assuming there was a lavoratory in the rear. But when we get on the plane, we found on the 757 that the galley is the only thing in the far rear of the plane. The nearest lavoratory was about 15 rows (90 seats) forward. The flight was absolutely packed. We were seated at the window and middle seats, while a lady and her 3 kids occupied the aisle and seats across. We decided to play it up like we were brother and sister (my girl friend’s idea) which kept me from being able to so much as hold her hand the entire flight. I faked being ill from very early on… eventually excusing myself to the lavoratory for supposed profusive vomiting. After 5 minutes (what felt like an eternity) my companion came to the door. She knocked once and I open it and pulled her inside.

She had been wearing one of my favorite mid-length skirts with no panties (she pointed this out so I was imagining it the whole time). She had really thought this thing out. Anyway, she was so nervous, she wanted to leave right away! I insisted she stay, we would have guessed I might have been the one to wuss out first. I sat down on the toilet, she pulled her skirt up and danced over me and started working.

After we finished, she exits first by herself and encounters one of the flight attendents outside the door. She walked back with people staring at her, but she retained the sick story and that she was giving me comfort and medicine. I waited a couple minutes and exited as well, feeling the same fear that everyone (90 passengers and a few of the crew members) was on to us.

After things cooled down, about 20 minutes later, the same flight attendent she encountered approached our row and asked if everyone was feeling okay now. He looked straight at us, with a smile on his face. We continued to play it up like “yeah, much better, oh we can imagine how that looked”. He said “hold on a second” and we were like “oh, shit!” as he went into the galley. When he reappeared, he had a certificate in hand and said “you can have it if you want it” but apologized for assuming that we had actually done “it” in the lavoratory.

He came by again later to show us a pin he had gotten from Turkey that was a set of wings made of a woman’s legs spread eagle. He also showed us a trick illusion coin that showed an ugly old lady (pre-MHC) and when you flipped it it showed a beautiful young lady (after-MHC). He had apparently upset some grandmother and/or her grandkid who somehow saw either the certificate or the pin or overheard something, we aren’t really sure what he was trying to tell us.

We were such a damned cute couple (probably because we were so young), he said everyone was excited including the captain. He said that they knew it happened but not much nowadays. He said he didn’t want to burst the captain’s bubble by telling him that I had in fact just been sick. I shook his hand and thanked him but to this day we are not sure what they really believe happened on that flight.

Name Date Airline Flight # Time
Mr. Jason Reskin 06-23-2001 TWA 246 Evening
Aircraft From To Location Altitude
757 STL ORL Lavatory 33000