17
ANGEL
My thoughts were lost in the black night skies as I stared dreamily out the window of the plane. Max was beside me, typing away furiously on his tablet. I looked at him every so often, at his perfect profile. I wondered how he felt about teeny tiny, plane toilet sex.
“What?” he asked without looking at me. “Why are you staring at me?”
He sported a devilish grin, which told me he was probably reading my mind about the sex thing.
“Nothing. Just wondering how I could get so lucky,” I teased.
“If you go to the toilet in about five minutes, I’ll show you how lucky you could be.”
“Mr. Mikhailov! I’ll have to report you for sexual harassment. What will the board of directors say when they hear about this?”
“Are you threatening me, councilor?”
“Is it working?”
“Meet me in the toilet and I’ll show you.”
The overhead speakers crackled.
‘Ladies and gentlemen, this is the captain. We’ll be passing through a bank of thick clouds and may experience some turbulence for a few minutes. Nothing to be concerned about. Please, for your own safety, remain in your seats and fasten your seatbelts.’
“Ahhh, buzzkill.”
“Looks like you’ve angered the sex gods,” I giggled.
“Oh, well. There’s more than one way to kill a cat if you’ll pardon the tired proverb,” Max grinned. “Where’s that blanket?”
“Seriously?”
“No one will see. Come on, councilor. Where’s your sense of adventure?”
The thought of Max touching me and bringing me to orgasm while we sat innocently on the plane, got me instantly hot and bothered. The lights were switched off.
“You see,” Max whispered. “The pilot knows we need a bit of alone time.”
I covered my legs with a blanket. It was pretty dark around us, with only the odd reading light on here and there. I loosened my pants to give my lover easy access to his prize. I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep while my lover brought me skillfully to orgasm. The difficult bit was keeping myself from hollering out in the midst of the wave of pleasure that carried me with it.
Afterward, Max grinned and looked at his groin.
“Look who's come to play,” he purred.
I could see his erection pushing against his zipper.
“Let me see what I can do,” I giggled.
Pleasuring a man wasn’t as easily done in secret. I looked around to see if anyone was onto us. But it was the middle of the night and most passengers were asleep, and the cabin crew was also seated.
“I never imagined that turbulence would come in so handy,” I said softly into Max’s ear as I massaged his hard cock.
Max came quickly. I was relieved.
“You’re so sexy,” he said, out of breath.
“Right back at ya.”