This was our fourth flight in a series of four. Several other opportunities had come our way, but things never seemed quite right to join the “club,” (despite the comfort of a couple of L-1011 flights that offered easier access and greater mobility)!
This was it. Without hesitation, I left first for the “bathroom” followed shortly after by my wife. Waiting with the door slightly ajar, she joined me in what was one of only two working bathrooms on this very full flight. I took the bottom position, my wife lifting her skirt to allow me easy access (she wore no panties as we had planned for this event). The actual act was quite easy (and fun!) as my wife straddled above me and I held her in position.
We were left with quite a mess to clean and the difficult task of exiting our “hideaway” not knowing if a line awaited. We were greeted by one slightly confused male passenger but he didn’t quite seem to grasp the situation. We re-joined in our coach class seats, and were both amazed at how well our first entry into “the club” had gone.