The flight left Tel Aviv at 1:00 A.M. . . .already exhausted, I setteled into my window seat. As I was fighting to stay awake, a beautiful woman in her forties walked up and took the aisle seat beside me.
As our conversation began and continued, I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her beautiful body, scantily covered by black spandex pants and a loose cashmere sweater. I also noticed that she likewise appreciated my well defined body, and couldn’t keep her eyes off of the ever growing bulge in my jeans! There was a connection . . . somehow we both realized that we could hardly wait until the lights went off after our 3:00 A.M meal!
Immediately, we covered ourselves with the airline blanket ! As I struggled to remove her spandex and panties, she fought furiously to undo my jeans. Finally, after being careful not to make too much of a scene in the darkness of the 747, we found ourselves fully involved in what I recall as one of the “Top 10” sexual experiences in my life. We held each other affectionately through the night, gently kissed goodbye in New York, and have never contacted each other again.