It was my first ever business trip and I was really looking forward to it. I was feeling a little tired from the intense heat in Dubai. As it was an evening flight there were only 3 other business class passengers on board. Me another guy and a woman. The flight was long and dreary, and the movie was really boring, so I asked for a drink. I noticed everyone else was asleep and being a sufferer of jet lag I tried to stay up. I asked for a gin and tonic to which the rather old attendant told me that all alcoholic drinks are not allowed. I accepted this and proceeded to ask for a glass of water instead. 10 minutes later a gorgeous looking attendant came with my drink and her breasts moved up and down with every step she took. I really liked her. I could see she was scanning me from top to bottom and I did the same. “Did you ask for a glass of water sir?” she asked me bent over revealing her canyon like cleavage. “Em…yes thank you” I replied. She walked away and her ass was FINE. I looked at my watch and it read 4:20. I didn’t know whether this was am or pm but judging by my fatigue, I thought it was am. Then she came back, she came up to me and asked whether she could take that seat. “Of course” I said and she sat down. She took off her little hat and blazer top and introduced herself to me.
“Hi there, my names Mariah” she told me. “Hello there I’m Vincenzo Vega” She looked surprised. “Vega? Is that Italian?” she asked me. “Yes” I replied. She then went straight to the point. “I LOVE Italian men you know!”I was somewhat surprised by what she said and I quickly said “oh really?” “Oh yes” she said. For about an hour we talked about who we are etc and then she asked me “Are you a member of any club or anything?” At that point, the thought of joining the MHC didn’t occur to me and I just told her I’m in a golf club. “Would you like to join the MHC with me she asked?” “YES!” I said quite loudly. “Then why don’t we join?” her lips came to mine and we kissed. She took her hand and stroked my chest down and onto my crotch, I could feel a little bump itching to pop out of my zipper. I began to grope her finely shaped breasts. She groped my masculinity, I stroked her love pillows whilst we licked clean each other’s tonsils. I proceeded to move my hand down to her skirt, where I discovered she wasn’t wearing any panties. Then my love gun came out. I stroked her but didn’t put my fingers in yet, I wanted to tease her, with each stroke. I stroked, a little dribble of dampness came out. I could feel her pussy was quite tight, I continued to stoker her.
We did this for a few minutes longer and then she got up and pulled me up with her. She took my hand and dragged me to the WC. I couldn’t believe how much more space you get in Business class than in economy. She pushed me onto the toilet seat lid and pulled her top off and revealed her huge boobs. She undid my pants and shirt and we began kissing again. She then went downstairs and began to suck me off. I couldn’t believe what she was doing. I was ready to cum but she wouldn’t let me. She began moaning and groaning and I could sense she was ready to cum. Her breathing got louder and louder but we weren’t done yet though.
I laid her down onto the seat and lifted her legs above my head and began pounding her. I couldn’t believe she was so tight. I pounded harder and harder and then exploded. We stayed in our positions for another 10 mins. We got up got dressed and we left. I slept soundly after that.
The next morning we landed in Tokyo and as I left the plane Mariah was there greeting everyone out. I purposely left last and looked at her. She told me assuringly that she’ll be on the return flight…………..