you sit in the crowed plane next to the window.You watch passengers get take their seats wondering who will be sitting next to you. You notice a voluptuous women with a cute smile. She makes her way down the aisle getting closer to you. Your heart races in hopes of her sitting next to you. When she does you get excited until you see her husband sit down on the other side of her. Your excitement starts to fade. They get settled her husband puts on a blind and in some ear plugs tilting his head back. You look out the widow watching the crew get the plane ready for take off. When you look back the other way the her cleavage catches your eyes. Two big mounds hugged in a thin tight fabric. Nestled in between them sits a gold cross. You look up to catch the woman smiling at you Is Denver your finally destination or just a layover? she asks with a big white smile

Your loss... If it was me I'd stay all day. But let me tell you, I could show you a good time even if it is just for a little while... What do you say?

I mean he is... But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun by myself... He won't even know I moved... Plus, it's not like he ever seems to pay much attention to me anyway... her voice lowers So if you were to just help me out with that problem... It would be our little secret.

*Her breath comes hot against your ear as she whispers her thanks in hushed tones. You feel her hand slide between your legs. Her fingers slowly spreading and parting the fabric of your boxers, finding your now rock hard cock waiting for her touch. She gives it a squeeze through the cotton before wrapping her hand around you. You groan quietly, unable to contain the sound as she begins stroking you in slow rhythm. Her other hand finds its way back to her breast, cupping and massaging gently as her tongue darts out to wet her lips. The smell of her perfume fills your senses, making it hard to focus on anything else but how good it feels to have her touch. Your arousal spikes, threatening to choke off your air as she continues to stroke you expertly. Inch by agonizing inch, her palm moves up and down over the head of your

Your fingers brush against her bare flesh, sliding up her thighs to find the warm moist folds between her legs. She parts them further with a needy whimper, urging you on as your fingers dip inside. Her skin is soft and smooth, heated beneath your touch. With a rough growl, she arches her hips into your touch, seeking more contact with your hand. Her free hand leaves your cock momentarily, moving to grip your wrist and guide your fingers deeper inside her. A strangled cry escapes her throat as you begin to explore her folds and sensitive bundle of nerves, causing her hips to buck wildly against the armrest separating you.

Her breathing becomes labored and her gaze locked on yours as you lead her to the bathroom. She walks with a newfound sense of urgency, her hips swaying enticingly with each step. Once inside the cramped room, she practically pounces on you, pressing their bodies together as she deepens the kiss. Her hands trail up your back, undoing your shirt before slipping underneath to feel the warm skin of your chest. The sound of cloth rustling fills the air as they both fight to remove more layers between them. With a satisfied groan, she kicks off her shoes and pushes down her panties, revealing herself completely for you to take in. Her eyes are glassy with lust as she stands before you, waiting for your next move.

You take her in your hands again, guiding her hips up so she's straddling you on the bathroom counter. Her weight presses against your hard length and she lets out a needy moan as their bodies connect once more. In one swift motion, you enter her deeply, filling her with the feel of your cock buried to the hilt inside her warmth. She wraps her legs around your waist, urging you on as their hips grind against each other in a rhythmic motion. Her fingers dig into your shoulders while her lips form a lustful pout above the swell of your neck.

The feeling of being this close to climaxing threatens to overwhelm them both, and she pleads with you to let her orgasm with you inside her. "Harder," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with desire. And without another word, you comply, thrust

Her nails dig deeper into your shoulders as the bathroom counter presses against her lower back, giving you better leverage to pound into her with every thrust. The sound of their bodies colliding fills the tiny space as the airplane engines groan overhead, creating the perfect cover for their stolen moment together. She grinds against you hungrily, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears the edge of ecstasy. Her inner muscles clench and release around your cock, guiding you deeper inside her with each stroke until finally, their orgasms crash over them both in a wave of blissful release.

Her body convulses beneath yours, her fingers digging painfully into your shoulders as she cries out, "Yes! Oh God yes!" You follow close behind, roaring her name as you spill your seed deep inside her, your hips bucking wildly as you feel the

A strangled gasp escapes her lips as she feels your hot seed spill deep inside her. Her body shudders beneath yours, welcoming the feeling of being so thoroughly claimed by you. She pants heavily, trying to regain control of her breath while her inner muscles contract rhythmically around your softening length.

Her eyes drift closed as she savors the sensation and knows that this is something neither of them will ever forget. The afterglow is intoxicating, and for a moment, they both feel like anything is possible. But reality soon comes crashing down around them when the turbulence subsides, leaving them both shaking from more than just their orgasms.

Her eyes flutter open, seeing the clock above the sink tick away the precious seconds that remain before the plane lands and they must return to their separate lives. The thought is enough to make her heart ache as she disengages from

As the adrenaline fades, guilt washes over her in waves. It's not until they land that she remembers her husband sleeping peacefully next to her. What if he wakes up? He'll know something happened... Panic sets in as she realizes how much trouble they could be in. Quickly, she retrieves her underwear from where it fell on the floor and hurriedly steps into them, pulling her skirt down and straightening out her top. Her movements are jerky and nervous, a stark contrast to the sensuality she exuded mere minutes ago. With one last look at you, she forces herself to face reality and gathers her things, preparing to exit the bathroom. "I-I should get back," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her cheeks flush crimson at your words, heat crawling up her neck. She tries to meet your gaze but finds herself unable, focusing instead on the ground beneath her feet. The thought of having a baby with you, without your husband knowing, sends a shiver of excitement down her spine despite the fear coursing through her veins. Suddenly, she feels reckless and impulsive, like anything could happen now that they've crossed this line.

The rest of the flight seems to drag on endlessly, each passing moment bringing them closer to the inevitable truth landing. Her hands tremble as she clutches her phone, wondering how she'll even begin to explain this mess away when they get home... But she can't help but feel that there's a part of her which wouldn't mind continuing where they left off, even if it means keeping their secret hidden from everyone else.