Louise sat in her seat, enjoying the comfort that flying Business Class on one of the world's top airlines offered. She sipped the cocktail that the attractive cabin steward had just brought her and readied herself for 12 or so hours of relaxation, reading, good food and drink, films and sleep.
She was already pleasantly relaxed, a couple of hours in the business class lounge before the flight had seen to that. She had been enjoying the atmosphere and treats, and champagne, in the lounge so much that, when her flight had been called, she was almost disappointed.
She'd spent a good few minutes mentally rating the other passengers in the lounge, looking for any who could be interesting to talk to if she happened to be seated near them. She'd decided that a youngish, casually dressed guy, who reminded her of Adam (a friend with benefits with an amazing physique, a gloriously huge cock and a truly incredible desire to give her oral) or a dark-skinned statuesque woman, who had to be a model and whose braless boobs had been very eye-catching, would be ideal co-passengers, but both had left when the flight before hers had been called. No matter, she decided, she'd welcome them both into a fantasy she'd been creating in her mind.
The cabin steward walked past again, he really was very handsome and Louise mentally crossed her fingers that he'd be looking after her section of the business class cabin. He was tall, dark haired and clean shaven. His piercing blue eyes seemed to give off an assured sexuality she thought, then mentally chastised herself; 'You've had too much to drink already!'.
A few more passengers came on board, but it was obvious that the business class cabin wasn't going to be anywhere near full. Louise could only see one other passenger in her area, a woman slightly older than her who looked very well-dressed. She wasn't very tall but was brunette, pretty and Louise could see she had a good figure.
The cabin steward, it transpired, ended up with only a handful of passengers to look after and there were 2 or 3 clear rows of seats near Louise. On his next round Louise learnt that the cabin steward, Mark, wanted to 'Make sure your flight is as enjoyable as possible' and that she should 'Call him if there was anything he could do for her', which almost caused her to giggle.
As usual the first 2 or so hours of the flight passed really quickly, with dinner service etc and, before she knew it, the lights were dimmed and it was time to rest. Louise used the buttons to turn her seat into a bed and put the blanket over her. She was not very tired so couldn't sleep and before long she deliciously teased herself, able to slip her hand into her loose bottoms and down to her pussy. She gave herself a gentle rub, enjoying the naughtiness and the sensation.
She thought about Adam, and concocted a part fantasy/ part memory visage of rampant fucking and, as was always the case with Adam, wonderful use of his tongue on her.
She then thought about Paul, the mystery man in her life. They'd never met, but their online affair had brought them both a lot of pleasure and sharing of new experience. Paul's ability to write stories, or to tell her stories over the phone, turned her on incredibly and she'd lost count of how many times their 'sessions' had ended up with her coming repeatedly. The thought of his voice talking filthily to her was enough to get her in the mood at any time.
She was incredibly turned on and amazed herself with her wetness. She knew she had to stop and pulled her hand away before she started to moan out loud. She eventually nodded off.
She wasn't sure what woke her up. Was it a groan of some sort? Would she hear such a sound over the background noise of the huge engines? She was lying on her side with her back to the aisle, and was going to check her watch but realised there was no point and closed her eyes again.
Seconds later the noise came again, it was certainly a groan and sounded like a man's and sounded... like a groan...of pleasure! The sound was coming from the area of the cabin where the pretty female passenger had sat. 'What the fuck!' Louise thought to herself. She slowly rolled over, being careful to be as quiet as possible. She kept her eyes closed at first but then opened them slightly.
Mark, the cabin steward, was stood by the pretty female passenger's seat, side on to Louise. It was his groaning she could hear and the reason why he was groaning was that his cock was being given lots of attention by the mouth of the brunette. She could see her holding his cock and sucking it with Mark's hands on her head. She then pulled his cock out of her mouth and Louise saw the full size of it; long, thick and stiff as could be. She felt a throb in her clit and the thought came to mind that this was just like one of Paul's stories.
The thought of Paul and the stories he wrote, and what those stories had led to, turned her on even more and she knew she would find a way of telling him what she'd seen, but for now she watched the skill of the blow job Mark was getting, thinking that she wouldn't mind joining in.
She tried to imagine the words Paul would use in her mind as she watched, then she imagined she was on the phone to him now, telling him what she could see. This idea was very hot for her. Then she remembered she COULD talk to him using the on-board WiFi. She reached for her phone with one hand while she slipped her other hand into the front of bottoms and into her silky red knickers, lifting her leg slightly to allow her to touch herself...
'Paul, it's me, shhh I need to whisper.'
'Yes I am, we took off about 3 hours ago but I need to tell you something!'.
