Ann and I sat on the plane waiting for takeoff. She was looking out her first class window seat as I gripped the arms of my chair nervously.
“This is going to be so much fun!” She said excitedly as she turned to me from the window. I could only force a grin.
“What is the matter?” She asked, concern filling her voice as her hand touched my arm. I looked over at her and took a deep breath.
“I don’t like to fly, I thought I could handle this but now I am not so sure!” I said, my voice wavering as fear crept in.
“What is it? Are you afraid of heights?”
“No, I am afraid of crashing!” I said almost a little to loud to where an airline attendant overheard me.
“Is everything ok?” She asked standing next to me.
“He is just a little nervous.” Ann sat smiling at my vulnerability.
“Sir it will be fine!” The attendant assured. I gave her a hard look.
“Don’t tell me that, I have already fallen out of the sky once!” I bit, a little sharper than I wanted. The attendant grimaced and beat a hasty retreat.
“You have been in a plane crash?” Ann asked me softly. I struggled to regain my composure.
“No, it was a chopper.” I said feeling the plane begin to move, my eyes fluttered closed.
“Do you want to talk about it?” Ann asked softly, soothingly.
“No.” I replied but she looked at me with such caring eyes that I melted. “It is deemed classified.” I began. She smiled as if I was joking, or maybe trying to save myself some embarrassment. “I won’t tell anyone!” She giggled.
“No you don’t understand. It is classified by the US Government.” The smile faded from her.
“I was in the Army, 101st Airborne. I was a Ranger on a recon mission into Iraq before the Gulf War. It was hush-hush stuff. The chopper I was on went down carrying six of us. Something went wrong and we crashed. I broke both my legs everyone else died. I spent the last 6 months of my hitch in rehab. Never went back even though I was given the clearance to do so. The army covered it up. They didn’t want anyone to know that we lost men in Iraqi territory before the war started.” I was quiet as the plane pulled into position for final take off procedures. Ann held my hand leaned over and whispered to me.
“Once we are in the air, I will make you more comfortable.” She smiled and kissed my hand. I could only nod as I felt the plane move forward gathering speed for take off.
I didn’t quite pass out but things became dark. Once we were airborne the flight smoothed out, my heart began to beat a little slower. I wiped the beads of sweat from my forehead. The fasten seat belt sign went off and the announcement was made that we could move around.
“Are you ready?” Ann asked me undoing her seat belt.
“Ready for what?” I asked nervously looking around us.
“Give me two minutes and come to the bathroom, knock three times.” She got up and left without another word. I watched her move forward to the bathrooms, and disappeared into one. I looked around and everyone was either reading or in conversation. After the two minutes specified, I made my way forward to the bathroom. I looked to everyone around me no one seemed to notice anything was amiss. I knocked three times and the sign signifying occupied switched to vacant. I opened the door and Ann was smiling big. I made my way in quickly, she took me into her arms and kissed me.
“I guess I don’t have to ask what you are up to?” I joked as Ann moved her lips down my neck. I began to pull her shirt over her head, she was wearing a white lacy bra today. I quickly started kissing her available skin. Her hands went down to my snap on my blue jeans and undid them. Next the zipper came down and she pushed them and my underwear down to my ankles. The close proximity of the room didn’t allow for much movement, so with my back pressed against the door and her back against the wall she went down to my now hardening cock. She quickly took it in, sucking it gently, coaxing it to its full length. I stood against the door, the heat from her lips seemingly burning through my skin on my cock. She stood quickly letting a soft “pop” sound emit as she pulled her mouth off my cock. We were moving at a frantic pace as she placed a deep kiss on my lips her fire raging out of control. I could begin to smell her excitement. She dropped her pants and stepped out of them. Her pants and panties were soon kicked out of the way. I pressed her into the wall with a thud and began to kiss her as my hands made my way down to her willing lips. I slowly slid a finger in, she gasped at the feel. With my thumb resting on her clit and my index finger in her I began to thrust with my finger and rub my thumb on her hardening clit. Within a few minutes her breathing became more gasps than breaths. Soft moans began to fill the small compartment.
Next door to Ann and me a woman in her mid forties was applying her make up when a thud caused her to jump and smear her work.