“The Polo Shirt”

OK, I always heard so much about the Mile High Club that I really wanted to join. Although I had a girlfriend at the time when this story occurred, I very much wanted to become a member with a stranger. I felt this would add to the fun and make it the challenge that it was.

I was flying from NY to Brussels on business and decided that this would be “my trip”. I purchased a “Mile High Club” polo shirt prior to my departure and made sure to wear it under my sweatshirt on the
plane. I arrived at the airport early which is not my style as I am normally late for flights, but I wanted to “survey the crowd” in advance to increase my chances of making this happen. I found her. She didn’t look American … and as I got closer, I realized she wasn’t speaking English. She had dark hair and a great figure. I happen to be an ordained minister so when I checked in I made sure to show my credentials and I believe this helped me secure a seat next to this fine woman. We all boarded the plane and after about an hour I removed my sweatshirt and started a conversation with my new “neighbor”. We chit chatted for a bit, exchanged names and occupations. (Her name is Heather by the way.) She then asked me, in her innocent broken English what my Polo Shirt said on top of the plane. I told her what it said and she seemed a bit confused. I then said if she wanted to find out more, she should come with me to the restroom and I would explain it. Even I was shocked how easy that first step was!!! She followed me to the restroom, and thankfully there was no line. We entered, and right away I removed my polo shirt, followed by my shoes. She asked what was doing and I explained that in order to join the club one must first take all their clothing off. She began doing just that. Within a minute we were both stark naked in this tiny bathroom. After a little shifting around, I managed to arrange it so that my penis would have no other
place to be than right by her mouth as she was kneeling to be able to fit in the bathroom. I believe it was at this point when the universal language took over!!! (She was a slow learner, but I’m not complaining…) From there it as all uphill. don’t even know what to call the position we were in or how to even create that position again, but it was probably the best sex I ever had. It was so good, that upon to returning to NY I broke up with my girlfriend after the first night with her. My only regret is that I didn’t take Heather’s
address with me. I have been to Belgium twice since then and I can’t tell you all how much I wish I had.

Bottom line: My experience was made possible due to the Mile High Club Gift Shop and the polo shirt in particular. I LOVE you guys for not only creating this forum, but for giving us the tools we need to
succeed.

For all you non members, it’s not that hard to join, and I
guarantee it is an experience you will never forget!

Happy Flying,
Brian