“Sorry love.” A thick Brommy accent bellowed from next to him. The air stewardess blushed and quickly hurried through the demonstration. We had barely been in the air for an hour when someone tapped on my shoulder, disturbing my film. I turned to look at the person expecting an air stewardess but instead faced with a rather handsome man clad in a stripped t shirt and jeans.
“Hiya love, mind if I sit here?” He confidently asked, sitting down in the seat next to me without even waiting for a response.
“Erm, sure.” I smiled.
“Sorry, my mates are snoring their heads off and I noticed you were still awake. What you watching?”
The guy had the brightest eyes I had ever seen.
“Friends with Benefits. You could watch it with me if you want?” I handed him the other ear phone and we sat close together watching the movie, our bodies far too close for strangers.
“God I’m so rude, what’s your name love?”
“Ella, you?”
“Brad, Your accent, it’s weird.”
I laughed.
“Thanks.”
“No, I mean. It’s cute". We talked for a while about life, it turned out Brad was in a band and they were flying to Africa for a holiday.
We hit night time over the Ocean and the lights dimmed on the plane as all the passengers slept. Brad was sleeping next to me, his head resting on my shoulder. Suddenly the plane began to rock, I gripped the seat tightly. I could feel a panic attack building.
“Hey hey what’s wrong?” Brad asked grabbing my hand worried.
“The plane…” I managed to say in between panicked breathing.
“It’s ok Ella, it’s just turbulence.”
Brad began stroking my hand with his thumb; he pulled me in closer to him, my head resting on his chest.
“Calm down babe, nothing’s wrong.”
He smelt delicious, I moved legs so they lay over his lap.
Before I had a chance to think, Brad planted a soft kiss on my lips. His soft lips sent shivers down my spine.
“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that.” He got up to move but I tugged at his t shirt to pull him back down. This time I took control, I lent over to him and bit his bottom lip, pulling him back towards me so he was laying on top of me. Brads’ hands roamed expertly over my body, I could feel excitement build inside of me.
“I wish we wasn’t on a plane with 150 people right now.” I whispered into his ear.
He shot up and looked around.
“Everyone’s sleeping, you know we could…”
I gave raised my eyebrow, bit my bottom lip and smiled. He lay back on top of me and began nibbling at my neck; I felt hardness grow in his pants. I slid my hand down his torso and tugged at the button of his chinos. Opening them I swiftly I began massaging his hardness through his boxers.
“I want you so badly.” He moaned into my neck between kisses.
“Have me.”
Brad pushed his hand under my dress and pulled my panties to the side. He began tracing circles with his finger over my clit, my legs shook with pleasure.
Our pleasure was broken by the sound of the catering cart rattle down the aisle.
“No.” I moaned.
Brad jumped off of me and did up his pants within an instance.
“Would you like any refreshments?” The air stewardess asked, staring at my flushed face and Brads' awkward smile.
“No thank you.” We replied in unison.
As she moved away from us Brad moved closer again, pushing my hair out of the way to whisper:
“I’m going to the bathroom. Follow me in 5minutes and knock twice so I know it’s you.”
I sat alone in my seat, excitement flourishing through me.
What are you doing Ella? Get a grip. You can’t sleep with some singer you barely know on a plane.
I tried to convince myself that I didn’t want to but I knew I did. After all you only live once, right?
I hurried to the bathroom, knocking twice. He opened and pulled me in quickly. The cubicle left no room but to press our bodies close together.
“I was starting to think I was going to have to ‘help myself’ in here” Brad joked, massaging my bum with both hands.
“You could help yourself if you wish or you could let me do this…”
I sat down on the seat of the toilet and took him out of his pants. My tongue got to work on the head, licking teasing circles before finally taking him fully into my warm, moist mouth. I felt him harden inside as he let out a deep groan and began stroking the back of my head. It wasn’t long before I felt Brads’ leg muscles tighten, a sign he was reaching his peak so I stopped and positioned myself on the small sink, wrapping my legs around his waist. Brad entered me with such force I knocked back onto the metal taps. I didn’t care, all I could think about was the pleasure his huge length was giving me.
“Harder Brad.”
I moaned into his ear as I gripped onto his hair, overcome with pleasure.
“You feel so tight Ella, I’m so close.”
He thrust harder and faster than ever, bringing me soaring towards climax fast.
“Cum inside me. I wanna feel you cum, Brad.”
With three more slow deep pumps I felt Him release inside of me, his warm liquid filling my insides. He fell forward and rested on my body, us both panting uncontrollably.
“That was amazing.” He said breathlessly.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
“Excuse me, could you please come out now. Other people are waiting to use the restroom.” The female stern voice boomed.
“Oh crap, how are we going to get away with this?” I asked quickly jumping off of the sink and fixing my dress.
“Keep your head down and follow me.”
Brad grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the toilet, passed a shock crew member and a line of passengers. We were met at our seats by his band mates whooping and jeering.
“That’s my boy!” A blonde quiff headed boy said as he leant over and patted Brad's shoulder.
My cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
“Ignore them babe. You look really cute when you blush.”
This only made me blush harder.
“Thanks. You know I don’t make a habit out of doing what we just did…”
“I wouldn’t think you did what with you being afraid of flying an all.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Yes. It’s ok. I was kinda hoping you’d make it into a habit with me though.”
“What? You mean you actually want to see me again? You don’t have too, I’m a big girl you know. I can take it.”
“Oh I think you just proved you can take it babe.”
“Do you ever stop joking?”
“Most of the time, no. Although I do want to see you again and that isn’t a joke.”
I smiled as I typed my number into Brad's IPhone and making my way into my seat thinking about how I had joined the Mile High Club with a band member.
