Back in late 1984 (in my early twenties) I was returning from business trip I met a girl “TM” in airport bar shortly before take-off. On the, nearly empty” flight I had been seated next to a German man. Shortly after take-off I excused myself and went to sit with TM who was on the centre row and had only a blanket wrapped around her panties-only lower half. We talked, drank and ate then she got out some “adult” magazine that she said she had bought for her brother and lay down across the seats with her head on my lap she started reading some of the “letters” and was becoming very aroused I took over the reading whilst she unzipped me and started to “tease” me after a (short) while we went to the lavatory where I “did” her on the sink, the toilet and standing against the mirror when we were finished TM said “I bet you didn’t think you’d join the Mile-High Club twice on the same flight, did you? Curious, I asked “what do you mean twice ?” she replied “we’re not in London yet are we?” mmmmmmm. I have flown all over the world since then but have never enjoyed a flight so much. I never saw TM again but if she’s reading this – thanks it was great!