In part one of this story, Jenn and Alan meet for the first time on a long flight across Canada during which they manage to give each other several incredible orgasms without fucking. In part two, they spend a few hours of down time in the airline lounge shower room and fully remedy that void before heading off on an even longer flight together to Australia. Which is where this episode picks up...
We sat sipping on our drinks until the last possible minute as we could see no reason to spend any more time on the plane than we had to. As much as I enjoy flying along with no one to bother me, no email to worry about, no feelings of guilt about just settling in with a book and not feeling I should be "doing something" sixteen hours in the can is just soooo long. We knew there would be no competition for space in the overhead bins where we were sitting and had no desire to get seated early so that all the boarding passengers could bump us on the way by and give us dirty looks for being business class travellers. So we just strolled along to the gate and timed it so that were among the last passengers boarding but not so late that we caused any delay or hassles for the boarding staff or flight crew.
"Welcome aboard Mr. Jacobs, Ms. Allen" said the unusually tall flight attendant by the door as we flashed our boarding passes. She had a radiant smile and seemed remarkably chipper for someone who was about to begin a sixteen-hour flight looking after a group of grumpy passengers. We each nodded our thanks and proceeded down opposite aisles to our seats. The cabin had a single "pod" window seat on each side and pairs of pods down the middle that had retractable dividers between them. They were all pulled up so that people not travelling together didn't have to look into each other's space but we quickly dropped ours down into the seat and settled in together in what was almost like a two-seat couch with a bit of a divider down the middle. It was kind of nice really and I was looking forward to spending so much time with her. And to sleeping with her. Sort of 😊
I threw my little carry-on bag up into the overhead bin and my backpack with my laptop, IPad and my books under the footrest in the pod and plopped down into the seat. Jenn had put a bunch of stuff into her seat area first and by the time I looked over at her, she was just in the process of lifting her bag up into the overhead. I got a great view of her stretching up and of her beautiful tits, which I knew were roaming free of a bra beneath the comfortable cotton shirt she had changed into for the long flight. The top two buttons were undone and I got a pretty good bit of cleavage as she stretched up. Even though I felt like a silly horny teenager, I could not help having a good stare at her yoga pant encased crotch at the same time and thinking about that sweet pussy I had been licking, sucking and fucking just over an hour ago in airline lounge's shower suite. She totally busted me as she slid down into her seat and laughed as she said "see anything you like?"
"Absolutely" I said as I started to lean over to give her a kiss. "And what a beautiful sight it is and what a great flashback it provokes." I had just given her a light peck on the lips and was lifting my had to give one of her boobs a quick squeeze when I noted our statuesque flight attendant coming down the aisle toward us on Jenn's side. She had to be at least five foot ten and she had the walk of a runway model. Her deep brown skin was dramatically accented by the maroon airline uniform which she somehow managed to make look sexy and professional at the same time.
The cabin was almost empty and she came right up to Jenn's seat to welcome her aboard again. She handed her a menu and asked her what she would like to drink after takeoff. After noting Jenn's order, she leaned in and looking at Jenn said: "Would you mind if I just quickly lean across you and pass Mr. Jacobs' menu to him?" Jenn gave her a quick "no problem" shrug and with a broad smile, the flight attendant, whose "Corey" nametag I could now read, leaned over and passed me the food and drinks menu for the flight. I knew it was strange but I could swear that she did so in such as way as to put her boobs almost right in Jenn's face as she reached over and Jenn got quite the eyeful. She took my drink order to and wished us a good flight and headed back up to the galley area. To my amusement, Jenn watched her walking up the aisle and I could swear she was checking out her ass as she did so.
By mutual agreement, we decided we would read our books for a while before dinner came and we sat there sipping our drinks in a companionable silence as the plane hit cruising altitude and everyone settled in for the long ride. We were both conscious of the very long flight and how crappy it would be to be hungover and dehydrated so we took it easy on the drinks but the fresh warm nuts and Australian beer were hard for me to resist and Jenn fared not much better in staying off the beautiful Australian white being served so that by the time the dinner service preliminaries kicked into gear, we were both feeling pretty relaxed. We put our books away and started chatting again as our "new friend" Corey set up the linen on our table trays and took our dinner drinks orders.
Without so much as a wink or change in tone of voice or facial expression of any kind Jenn leaned over and took my hand and in her left and with her right, casually undid another button on her shirt and pulled my hand up to her chest. "As you saw a little while ago, my tits are super sensitive when treated right and you certainly treated them right. I would like a little pre-dinner orgasm before our friend Corey comes back. Do you think you can help a girl out?"
Yet again her innocent conversational tone as she shifted to sex talk kind of flustered me but I was getting used to it by now. I had long ago scoped out the fact that seats behind us, ahead of us and to either side were empty and that the guy in the window seat in the row ahead on Jenn's side could really only see into our row if he leaned way over to do so. So with a quick glance toward the flight attendant area, I plunged my hand in to her shirt. I loved the feel of her soft breasts and cupped first the left then the right and then circled back to gently roll her nipples between my fingers. They certainly weren't soft and I could see Jenn's cheeks flush almost right away and feel her stomach tighten below my hands. Hiking myself up in my seat a bit, I quickly leaned over, pulled her shirt aside and took her left nipple quickly into my mouth. I knew from our little session in the shower room a couple hours ago that she seemed to either like soft gentle caresses on her tits or hard and heaving sucking and nothing much in between. Given the time limit she had imposed, I went the heavy sucking route and clamped on hard with my mouth her nipple as my hand kept kneading her other breast and squeezing its super hard nipple firmly. She cupped her hand behind my neck and drew my head into her even harder and I could hear her starting to whimper. She put her other hand in her mouth to muffle the sound and almost before I knew it, I could feel her shudder hard while arching her back. And then just as suddenly, she seemed to slump down in her seat. I was amazed at how quickly she could cum and mildly disappointed that I couldn't keep sucking her nipples and playing with those gorgeous tits but she gently pushed me away as she came down from her climax.
"Oh that felt so good" she said as she smiled at me from her laid back position in her seat. She slowly did up the two buttons I had released and continuing in her nice normal conversational tone, she looked me in the eye and continued on to say "that was just what I wanted as a pre-dinner treat. During dinner I am going to reach over under your tray between courses and play with your cock for a while. I haven't decided yet if I am going to let you cum that way or if I will have to come up with some kind of arrangement to suck you cuz I really like the taste of your cum. But in the meantime, I know you don't have any underwear on and that I will be able to just unzip your jeans and get that cock I want so much out easily enough but I would like that belt removed beforehand to make it easier so go ahead and just slip that off right now would you please." All this delivered in a way that she could easily have been talking about the weather. With a shake of my head in wonderment I slipped my belt off and tossed it into the little cubby hole at the front of my pod just as Corey appeared by seat with the wine I had asked for to go with dinner.
"Getting comfortable I see" she said with a smile. "That's always a good thing. Here is your drink, I will just put it down on your tray here for you."
