Flight Home

With business concluded we took a night flight home. James and Gail sat together, I by myself. It was also a coincident that Lisa and Rita were hosting the flight. I was happy to see them. As usual lights dimmed, down the runway we went, up and away into the clouds.

Lisa stopped by my seat and chatted for several minutes. Since it wasn't a full flight both of them weren't overburdened with work. Lisa took that advantage sat down and relaxed as we continued to chat. I noted her tight skirt had risen on her lap while mine did as well.

I couldn't stand it any longer and touched one of her boobs. She said I shouldn't be so risky. Her voice indicated otherwise that I should. I unbuttoned her blouse when she suggested we go to the back. Rita was there preparing coffee for one of the passengers. Lisa took me into the loo and said that she had waited for my call. I didn't respond, instead raised her skirt and lifted her unto the vanity.

This was crazy but I was so aroused as I pulled down her panties, placed her legs on my shoulders, opening her for my feasting of her pussy. It was swelling before my eyes, as I ravaged her deeply.

There was a knock at the door, and responded, it will be a minute before I opened it. It was Gail who needed to pee. She saw Lisa sitting on the vanity as I pulled Gail in, into cramped quarters Gail was getting a bit horny. I saw it in her face. Lifted the toilet seat, raised her dress, pushed the bikini string aside and released a long pee stream. It was so perverted letting her pee over my hand.

Heard Lisa mewing as she fingered her pussy making herself cum, as Gail and I worked ourselves up into orgasms.