A twelve hour overnight long haul flight. I'm dreading it but just before we take off, I notice you. The mature air hostess with the trimmest most gorgeous figure. Your hair is tied up and under a hat showing off your long elegant neck and you are wearing an over the knee very tight skirt with dark sheer tights, a white blouse and snug, short suit jacket. Around that sweet neck is a silk neckerchief which sits in the dip of your throat directing my eyes downwards to the bare piece of flesh of your breast bone - just a hint - but enough to make me picture what might lay a little down to the left and right ... you have far too high, patent leather heels on for an air hostess. These heels and the tight skirt have the most erotic effect as you walk, or rather sway, down the aisle. I find it almost impossible to look at you because I can feel myself getting so hard. But, of course, I can’t take my eyes off you ... am I kidding myself that we are flirting like crazy? I’m sure you brush against me on purpose as you pass me drinks or snacks. You, for sure, notice the bulge in my trousers - it's too hard (pun intended) to hide.

The lights go off and most people are getting some shut-eye - but I can’t help but need more of you and so call you over "My throat is quite dry, I need something to help" - I know, corny, but how am I meant to move this on without resulting to a little double ententre? You give me a wicked little raised eyebrow and leave to get me a drink. On your return, as you place it on my tray and turn to leave you drop something into my lap ... the tiniest skimpy-est thong - black lace - gusset white wet and sticky ... It’s a clear message, much better than a note and I think you're telling me that you certainly aren't 'dry'. I lift them to my face - careful not to be seen and inhale the sweet scent of your sex before standing and walking to the back of the plane on the hunt for you.

You have a little ‘hostess only’ bathroom and beckon me in ... you point to me to sit on the loo and stand in front of me - reaching back to slide the bolt across the door. God you look magnificent - you reach to your side - unzip your skirt and shimmy out of it ... you minx - black near sheer tights - and no panties ( of course ) - your hip, slight fuzz of pussy hair and legs are to die for - you come closer and make a ‘quiet’ sign on those beautiful lips. I reach to your cheeks and slide my hands down the back of your tights - hmmm so warm and soft - my free hand slides between your thighs and the wetness of your tights is as if you’ve wet yourself, your lips part to my touch and your body shudders ... your jacket is still done up and, almost reading my mind, you reach and undo each button - it falls apart to reveal a gorgeous surprise - you are braless - I can see your delicious titties clear as day through your blouse - I’m hard as hell - which seems to match your nipples, proud and clearly wanting some attention. You reach to your sides and pull your tights down, slipping out of one high heel to free yourself from your hosiery's constriction then beckon me to get my cock out...

I want to taste you - I slide my fingers inside you but you push my hand back - I can see in your eyes we have no time and need to be quiet, perhaps you are a moaner when you are finger fucked? ... without hesitation you straddle me, position yourself onto my cock and slide down - the heat, the wetness, the tightness, the softness, the look in your eye as my cock pushes deep inside that wet hole - I can see you want to moan in pleasure but can’t and it’s so sexy... you take my hand, slide my fingers in your mouth and bite down .... that pain, pleasure barrier is so close - so delicious.

My cock is at that point that gents will know as simply a delight - feeling harder and larger than it's ever has been due purely to the thrill - nothing can fake this and I know you feel it. My hand reaches to your ass and toys it as you ride my cock slowly - more out of a need to fuck quietly and not make vibrations - god it’s intense and so fucking sexy - somehow I manage to get your blouse undone and your soft tits pushed into my face as my tongue licks your nipples my finger slips in your ass and you cum - erogenous spots cliche I know - but they work - seeing the orgasm shudder though you whole body, seeing you trying to contain that orgasm make it so much more intense...

And then it’s my turn - I can’t help myself but want to fuck you hard - but I have to be slow and deep and quiet and then you slow right down as if in slow motion you slide up and down my engorged member and the when I am balls deep - up to the hilt you reach to the ceiling ( yes you can touch it the bloody loo is so low) and push down on me - damn - that's done it - you feel it in my cock as it swells inside you and you see it in my face that I’m going to cum and you push your hand over my mouth suffocating me almost - why is that so so sexy? - I cum so hard, it's like you are draining me and my pleasure and my hot spunk shooting inside you and my fingers in your ass combine to make you cum again too ....

You look slightly panicked and we quickly dress quickly without a word and I sneak out to take my seat again. All flight it’s hard not to stare at you - all I see is that look of pleasure on your face and I can't stop bringing my fingers to my nose to smell your scent. The best bit, however, is to see that white stain on the inside of one leg of those dark tights - knowing you are serving all these people with my cum dripping from your cunt - what a thing.

All this - AND air miles.