Christy, smiled sweetly as she checked each passengers ticket boarding the late night flight from Brisbane to Wellington, one man in particular caught her eye. He was tall with broad shoulders and a shaved head, he was at least 40 she thought and very well dressed. So far he was the only one seated in business class. His smile stuck in her mind as everyone settled in their seats and the crew went throw the safety talks and then the plane taxied down the runway.
A half hour into the flight everyone seemed to have settled in and were sleeping, Christy slipped into business class to take a peek at the man. He had a brief case open and was reading some papers when she stepped up beside him.
"Could I get you a drink or something sir?" she asked.
"Something else would be nice!" he said looking up and down her body raising his eyebrows.
Kristy felt a moist warm spot in her panties as he throw his pen onto the seats across from her and he then asked her if she could pass it back to him.
She turned around and bent over the armrest to pick it up, his hands grabbed her on the arse and massaged her buttocks throw her skirt. One hand slid down her leg and slowly up the inside of her of her skirt. He drew in a deep breath and was surprised to find she wore thigh high stockings; his hand slid a little higher to find she only wore a g-string. She gasped as his hand rubbed against the outside of her panties and she felt her nipples grow erect. She knew she should stop this but it felt way to good. His fingers were concentrating on her clit and she could not resist the urge to press herself onto his hand.
Her panties soaking wet and her panting madly his hands left her body. She tried to regain her composure as she turned to hand him his pen but he reached up and cupped her breast, pinching her nipples throw her blouse. She thought her legs were going to give up on her from the share pleasure this man was inflicting upon her. He pulled her gently so she was kneeling on the seat next to him. His mouth closed over her still covered breast and he gently bit on her breast. Her hand slid down and rubbed the bulge in his trousers. She could feel his need for release from the confines of his trousers and she slowly undid the fly.
His penis was a good seven inches and had a wide girth. She slid her hand up and down taking in the silky shaft's contours as she did. His teeth dug into her breast a bit harder and she flicked the tip of her finger across the head of his penis. She wanted to taste him so badly.
"You know I could lose my job if we are caught!" She hissed as his hand slid back up her skirt.
