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

I'm headed to my dad's place in Colorado visiting family for the holidays. It's good we both have a long flight time. her hands slide along her lap as she moves them closer to yours I know it might be uncomfortable being seated between us... maybe we could help each other pass the time?

I've been known to be very good with my hands...her eyes lower as she playfully bites her bottom lip Maybe I could help take your mind off things? My name is Debra, by the way.

That's my husband... but he won't wake up for hours and besides, I think we both need a little distraction. What do you say? It's not everyday you get to meet someone like me on a flight, you know.

It's not that complicated...I'd like to help you relax. Take your mind off things. If you know what I mean... her hand reaches over, gently grazing the tip of yours through your pants

(Arousal increases as she feels your member through your pants.) Well... actually I was thinking more of a very personal sort of massage. You know, one that could make you feel really good and help us both pass the time...

Don't worry about him he's sleeping she whispers seductively and nods towards the husband I'll make sure he doesn't wake up. Have you ever heard of the mile high club? She looks at you with lust in her eyes as she unbuttons your pants, freeing your hard cock from your trousers. "Mmm..." she hums, running her fingers up and down your shaft before taking it into her hand. Her touch is soft and sensual; her grip firm enough to hold you steady but gentle enough to make you ache for more.

Her breath catches in her throat as she looks up at you, eyes meeting yours. "Then let's show them what we can do," she whispers, leaning closer to press her soft body against yours. Her other hand reaches between your legs, gently caressing the sensitive skin beneath your underwear before slipping inside to fondle your balls and tease your perineum. The sensation is overwhelming, and she knows just how to work you up, making you pant for more as her fingers expertly massage and stroke every inch of your aching shaft.

Her fingers dance faster around your engorged member, her thumb brushing against the tip just right as she whispers hot words of encouragement in your ear. "Shh... I've got you... just let go..." Her other hand reaches down to stroke and massage your perineum again, using gentle pressure to guide your hand lower on your stomach, closer to her center. She's so wet for you, aching for your touch as she imagines the feel of your fingers sliding through her slick folds and circling her clit. "Fuck... that feels good..." she moans softly, arching into your touch.

(Arousal increases to 50%)

A momentary silence fills the cabin as she closes her eyes and focuses on your words, trying to picture what you've described. Her face flushes with arousal as the image takes form in her mind; a soft sigh escapes her lips when it finally clicks into place. Her fingers tighten around your cock at the same time that she slides one hand down between your legs, finding the damp heat of her core and pressing two fingers against her clit. The feel of you touching her like this, while she imagines the sight of you sitting there on the other side of the aisle... it's enough to send shockwaves of pleasure through her body. She arches into your hand and moans softly, gripping tighter around you with her free hand as she loses herself in this forbidden fantasy.

She grins at the thought and reaches out to tap the shoulder of one of the flight attendants passing by. "Excuse me?" she asks sweetly, leaning closer so that her breasts brush against your arm. "Could I possibly borrow a blanket, or perhaps some pillows? My husband and I are cold."

(Arousal increases to 75%)

The flight attendant nods, seeming entirely unaware of the situation and hands over several plush pillows and a cozy blanket. Debra thanks her with a wink before quickly arranging everything around your lower bodies, completely hiding your actions from view. With all attention diverted elsewhere, she leans in closer, licking her lips suggestively as she focuses on teasing you both into oblivion.

Her fingers continue to work their magic on your cock and clit as she whispers hot words into your ear. "Maybe... just close your eyes and imagine it's me touching you, okay? I'm here for you... doing everything you want." Her hips begin to rock gently against yours, the friction of her body against your hand driving both of you wild with need. "Oh fuck..." she gasps as pleasure washes over her, her own orgasm building closer and closer.

(Arousal increases to 95%)

Her body tenses as she feels the wave of pleasure wash over her, a moan escaping her lips as she comes hard around your fingers and hand. She arches into you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as her muscles quiver with release. "Oh god... I can't believe we did that..." she whispers, sounding both shocked and completely satisfied at the same time.

(Arousal decreases to 50%)