I fucked one of my airline passengers

Last week, there was a lady on my plane to Texas. I spotted her pre-boarding and right away I thought “oof. Wow.” I was thrilled to see she was in first class, and I decided to be a little bold: I came out to “check on the passengers up front” before we even took off.

Late 30s. Mom vibes. Glasses. Hair pulled up – but tattoos peeking out from under a nice sweatshirt. She mentioned she was traveling for business and I told her “well, I’ll try to get you there quickly and safely.”

When I came out halfway through the flight to have a chat, she was all smiles. What was I going to do, she asked, when we got where we were going? I mentioned a thing we sometimes tend to do called “slam-click” – where aviation folks kind of chill in your room from the time you get to the hotel until you have to head back to the airport. “Hm,” she said, “maybe I can break up the tedium.” I was rock hard, instantly.

We swapped numbers.

We met up in the bar of my hotel, and she told me it was a bit jarring to see me out of uniform. I said it was a bit jarring not to see her wearing plane clothes – she had dressed up – and she said if I wanted her more comfortable, she could arrange that.

We were upstairs in maybe fifteen minutes. After about five minutes of wordlessly stripping each other down, I got a close look at her tattoos, and then the inside of her thighs when I went down on her. She came quickly – much less quiet, then. I took her doggy style, and rubbed her clit while I was inside of her. We both came, then.

Afterwards room service, and dozing, and sex. We repeated until she had to go. A slam-click of a different kind, actually.

My next fantasy? A flight attendant. Have never been bold enough to mix business and that, but god, would be nice.