Whenever he travels abroad, he takes me with him, because he does not speak English.
This time, he had his first business trip to France. Business class was overbooked and because he is a high-ranking mileage member, we got bumped up to first class! Even before the plane took off, we were offered in-flight wear (a kind of pajama). Then, caviar and Champagne was served after we took off. Unfortunately, there is one bad thing in first class. We had separated seats! The airline we took as three rows of first class seats, with three seats in one row. They look like cocoons. When we fly, we always have neighboring seats in business class and we can secretly play a bit with each other under the blankets. This time, this was not possible. But we had two seats in the last row and thus were sure that nobody was watching us from behind, because the curtains to the business class pantry were closed. Even though I could not stroke his manhood under the blanket I could still throw some hot glances from my seat to my boss. After a very delicious lunch with lots of Champagne and Bordeaux wine, they closed the shades and the two other passengers who were sitting in the first row reclined their seats and took a nap.
I was too excited about being treated like a queen by the flight attendant to be tired. When she had fulfilled all my culinary wishes, there was just one thing I wanted to do: have sex with my boss. I reclined my seat, but only so much that I could still see his face. The flight attendants were finished serving us and retired behind the curtains in the front of the cabin. So I dared to spread my legs a bit and I rub my clit through the pajama. My bosses eyes got big and I could see a bulge growing under his blanket. I put one hand in the pajama and stroked my wet pussy. His hand went under his blanket, too.
The thought that a business class FA could come through the curtain behind us made me even hotter. After a few minutes of play, I could not stand it anymore. I needed his cock. I unbuckled my belt and took the two steps to his cocoon. A short hot kiss and I took his hand. He understood and he followed me to the front bath room. It was the one I used to change into my in-flight wear and it was bigger than a normal airplane rest room. We both sneaked in, unseen by the FAs and in no time his thick and hot cock was in my hand. I turned around and with one foot on the seat he had a perfect angle to penetrate my soaking wet pussy from behind.
It was incredible. I have never before fucked in a moving vehicle and the rocking movements of the plane were enough to sometimes lose balance. When that happened he would pound my pussy so hard that I wanted to scream for lust, which I eventually did. The turbine sound was loud enough to cover my ‘tracks’!
It did not take long for both of us to cum. I don’t know if my boss ever had fucked in an airplane, but for me it was an incredibly intense orgasm. He must have been excited too, because his load was huge! When he popped out of me, I could feel our juices running down my leg. I quickly pulled my pants up, but I needed some space to clean up the mess. He fastened his pajama pants and sneaked out. I closed the door again and I took some napkins to clean the worst stains from my legs and pussy. Then I was ready to go back to my seat. But when I opened the door, I looked into the eyes of a very curious FA!
I have to say that she was a very attractive looking mid-thirties lady with short black hair (of course she was Japanese) who was nearly one head taller than me. But I was not in the right mood. She had caught me by surprise.
I think I must have blushed, being caught with my hand in the cookie jar. But she gave me a very professional, but at the same time also friendly smile.
“Everything is okay with you?”
Had she seen that a man exited the same lavatory just minutes before? I knew from business class that FAs check the lavatory after a passenger leaves to make it spotless again for the next person. So, she must have seen it!
“Yes, I am fine.”
“Do you have any wishes? Can I do something for you?”
I had planned to go back to my seat to escape from that weird situation, but the hot thought of a wet female tongue cleaning my pussy and legs from my bosses cum suddenly crossed my mind. So, I just stood there and looked in her eyes. Something clicked with her, and she came closer until she was just a hand width away from me.
“Did you do it?”
“What?” I replied perplexed at her direct question.
She pointed her chin at the lavatory door. “In there…with him…..” Her voice trembled with excitement.
I nodded and her professional smile turned into a dirty lustful one.
“You know that we do it with captains in there, too?” The curtains were closed around us and she moved even closer, putting her hand on my breast. She whispered in my ear.
"Who is he? You are not married, are you? Your names on the flight manifesto are different."
At first, I was reluctant to answer that.