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Nobody Said You Have To Know Each Other To Join The Mile High Club
They started out as strangers, but that changed before they reached their destination.
Zig-zagging between people walking in the opposite direction, Ashley groaned when she heard the announcement over the intercom.
This is the last call for all passengers of Flight BA315 to Santiago to board.
Ashley quickened her step to a half-run, dragging her roll-on bag behind her. How she managed not to bump into anyone was beyond her.
Miss Ashley Norton, please approach the nearest service desk.
“Oh, just stop it,” Ashley muttered under her breath. “I’m almost there.”
She could already see the number of the gate on the screaming-yellow sign. Two stewardesses stood at the service desk, and in her approach, Ashley watched in horror as they turned to enter the walkway to the plane.
“Wait! Wait!” she yelled. “Wait!”
Ashley heaved a heavy sigh when she finally sagged into the window seat. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes as the plane began taxiing to the runway.
“Ashley Norton, I presume?”
In slow motion, Ashley turned her head and opened her eyes. The most beautiful green eyes locked with her brown ones. A faint red hue covered her face when a slight gush escaped her cunt.
She pushed her legs together.
Her blushed deepened when the man’s eyes briefly rested on her legs; then on her face.
He knew.
His smile confirmed it, but his mouth didn’t acknowledge it.
Instead, he tried to make her feel at ease, telling her he had once held up the departure of a flight for much longer than she had, and how he felt like all eyes shot daggers at him when he finally made it into the cabin. His funny way of telling his story soon had Ashley laughing out loud, and she quickly clamped her hand over her mouth to silence herself.
In a flash, though, her hands flew to the armrests, her knuckles turning white as she held on tight.
“Fucking take-offs,” she mumbled.
Her fellow passenger put his hand over hers.
“Look at me,” he said.
She turned her head, and once again, their eyes locked together.
“It will be okay, just look at me. Think of…” his eyes flashed to her legs, which Ashley had once again pushed together involuntarily, “… think of nice things. Things you would like to do. Things you’re going to do when you arrive tomorrow. Maybe things…” he paused for a moment, “… things you would want to do before you arrive.”
The more he talked, the deeper Ashley drowned in his eyes, the closer their faces moved together, the softer his voice was. A shock went through Ashley when their lips touched.
“I’m sorry,” she said, “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t be, Ashley. I’m not.”
His boldness made her laugh again.
“Thanks for helping me through take-off, uh… I don’t know your name?”
“I’m Jon.”
“Nice to meet you, Jon,” Ashley said, and then continued with a blush. “Very nice to meet you.”
It was about two hours later that they had finally settled in for the night, after a hot meal with wine, and a conversation about their reasons for going to Santiago.
Jon would be there for a week, attending a conference, while Ashley would be there for two weeks for a much needed rest. To their surprise, they realized they would be in the same hotel in the city center.
Jon hinted at spending time together if his conference allowed it, and Ashley gladly accepted. There was something about this man that made her insides melt, so much so that when he offered for her to rest her head on his shoulder to sleep, she gladly accepted.
Jon put his arm around her shoulders and Ashley snuggled in. She breathed in deep, enjoying the mixture of his natural scent and his cologne. His heartbeat was right there, close to her ear, and it seemed too quick. Concentrating on his breathing, she realized it was as quick and excited as her own.
Ashley felt Jon’s thumb softly stroking her back. Her hand rested on his abdomen, just under the thin blanket he had thrown over his lower half. Ashley moved her hand a bit and then stayed still again, waiting for his reaction.
Was he breathing harder?
In a brazen move, her hand now rested on his crotch. It didn’t surprise Ashley to find him as excited as her. His hand moved lower, towards her backside, but because of their positions, he couldn’t reach far enough.
“Want to sit up?” Jon whispered.
She did.
They leaned their heads close to each other and pulled the blankets to cover them. Hands found crotches, zippers opened, fabric pulled aside and sighs sounded when fingers found their targets.
Ashley closed her hand around his erection, noticing the warm pulsation of his flesh. His fingers moved through her slit, gathering her wetness and coating her clitoris with it. She had to suppress a moan when he started circling her clitoris. Her instinct was to push her legs together, but instead she spread them even wider, giving him access, inviting him in.
He pushed a finger into her and whispered, “I wish I could fuck you now. Will you let me fuck you, Ashley?”
They both knew he wanted to fuck her in the hotel.
Not once.
Not twice.
No, as many times as possible.
“Yes, yes, I will.”
When his finger moved back to her clitoris, she gripped him harder, and moved her hand up and down along his shaft, rubbing her thumb over the tip of his cock, using his pre-cum as lubrication.
They tried to hide their actions from the other passengers, but they all seemed engaged in their own pastimes, or sleeping, so no one noticed what was happening right next to them.
Jon turned in his seat so he could use his other hand, which made it easier for him to finger-fuck Ashley and rub his thumb over her clitoris. This also shielded her wanking motions from everyone. Ashley rubbed faster, and at the same time, her breathing increased because of the delicious actions happening between her legs. She was close to an orgasm, and from the twitching of Jon’s cock, she knew he was too.
Both battled to keep their sounds down when their orgasms hit.
Ashley giggled softly when finally they got their breathing under control again. She’d been planning to explore Santiago on her own, but that could wait until the second week of her vacation. Her priority now was to get to know Jon better.
They snuggled in together for the night, both falling asleep with smiles on their faces.
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