I was returning from a business trip with a few colleagues. It was a mid-day flight from Chicago to Philly and the plane had very few passengers. I had a group of three seats all to myself and looked forward to stretching my legs during the flight. Just as we were to take off a female colleague of mine asked if she could sit with me. We knew each other and I considered her a friend since we had shared a few beers over the years.
We each pulled out our magazines and read for a few minutes. Shortly after take-off we started discussing the sex stories she was reading in her most recent issue of Cosmo. We shared some laughs and talked about the Mile High Club. She confessed that when she flies, she regularly pleasures herself in the restroom. After about 15 minutes into a 2 hour flight, she grinned and said she would be right back. I knew she was off to play with her button in the restroom, and considered following her. Stephanie is a very attractive six foot blonde with the body of a runway model. As I stood up to follow her down the aisle, she turned back to our seats and told me to sit down. We sat down and she wrapped a blanket over her and as her hands disappeared under the blanket she turned to me and I could hear her zipper being lowered. She wriggled her tight jeans off of her great body and admitted that she was already moist. Of course I took this as an opportunity to call her bluff and she took my hand and guided me toward her. I was pleasantly surprised to find that she was not wearing panties and had very little hair. Steph told me that she had always had a secret attraction for me but was concerned of an office romance.
There were no passengers around us so I felt comfortable running my fingers in and out. Her signs of pleasure were obvious but nothing would have prepared me for how wet she was. I discreetly continued as the flight attendants moved up and down the aisle serving snacks and drinks. Her orgasm was hard, she came like a waterfall down my arm and soaked the seat.
She wanted to return the favor and we worked our way to the restroom. While inside she unzipped my pants and quickly pumped me as her lips and tongue worked their magic on me. I came quickly and we giggled for a few seconds and I thanked her for a memorable flight.
By this time the captain had announced our decent and we were required to get back to our seats. After sitting down for a few minutes, we expressed our pleasure of traveling together. Steph was getting worked up again and she whispered to me that she needed to pleasure herself before we landed. She faced forward in her seat and unzipped her jeans and started again. Without a blanket to hide under, she spread her long legs as wide as she could. She wrapped one leg around the back of mine and the other around a corner of her seat. As she braced herself, the captain announced our final decent and that was all she needed. She was intent on coming before we touched down. She moved faster and faster and as we were no more than 20 feet from land, she came so hard her body began to tremble and looked over to me to say that it was the best orgasm of her life. I needed to help her walk out the plane because her legs were like jelly. Steph and I are now experienced red-eye travelers but our first memory will never be forgotten.