It’s the Uniform

I am / was an off duty pilot deadheading home from a trip. She was a “premium/ frequent” passenger who had noticed me on a previous flight. During boarding she introduced herself and mentioned that I was her “favorite” Captain. I flirted in response that ” I’d like her to be my favorite passenger”.
30 minutes after takeoff I excused myself from the cockpit and went back to “use the lav. The #2 flight attendant had arraigned for my new friend to be available at the same time.
Time was not critical but not to be wasted. Space and logistics were an issue. The removal of cloths and initial sex play were uneventful. The moment of penetration and physical configuration required some discussion. It was decided that a “back course” approach would be most convenient based on environment.
Young premium female kneeling on the toilet and myself, middle aged jet pilot erect from the rear made contact and repeated penetration. Alas, I finished early and she was left to wait for later!
To end this love affair, we arrived at Charlotte, she had a room at a local hotel for business. I, though close to home, had to overnight to report for an early trip. That night was pure fantasy.
Though the entry to the mile high club was quick and efficient, the followup exercises were unforgettable. My uniform, especially my hat, were quite the motivator for my new friend.

Name Date Airline Flight # Time
Mr. Paulo 5/16/2010 SAirways - Afternoon
Aircraft From To Location Altitude
737 PHL CLT Lavatory 28000