His gaze met mine with an intensity that I was certain would stop my heart if held long enough. He stood, like an apparition of perfection, in the aisle. His beautiful green eyes did not dare break the invisible connection they had forged with mine. I had long lost track of how long we stared at one another. In any other instance I would have felt uncomfortable… violated… creeped out by the invasiveness of such extended e...

Rose sat down in her seat and started the usual airplane passenger routine and looked at the entryway hoping that anyone over the size of a normal person went past. “Also any small children or anyone looking sick,” Rose thought to herself. As she watched, she remembered some of her early flights, when she used to hope some very handsome and available guy would sit next to her. That hope faded after a bunch of trips when s...

1. Heart to HeartEvery time you stop on by,there's no need to even try,to tell you how you make me high,like an eagle in the sky.If you don't know I'll tell you why,you make my heart and spirit fly.It's all about the love you bring,that warms my wings to soar and sing.It's in the way you sweetly sigh,on the sofa where we lie,where we never bicker, pout, or cry,every time you stop on by.Heart to heart and soul to soul,Your...

Good morning to the only woman to ever own me! I'm somewhere over Iowa right now and thinking of you. I have been flying for over two hours and I'm ready to start executing our plan. I'm sitting in a window seat, next to a very attractive man. He is probably in his early thirties, tall, with broad shoulders, muscular arms and excellent posture that exudes confidence. I bet he was a Marine in a past life. He has that chise...

The man looked from his magazine to the floor of the aisle-way. He focused on a pair of sexy bare feet encased in strappy sandals. Scanning upward he saw that they were connected to a pair of shapely, toned and quite bare legs, the top two or three inches of which were hidden by a short, pleated, skater's skirt. Tucked into the green and black checked skirt was a white button-front blouse, the top three buttons of which w...

I would love to fly with you again, to lie down in my seat and know that you would be near me as I slept. I can imagine laying there, dreaming of your body as you walk the dark and empty cabin. Just you and me at 30,000 ft alone, at night. You stand above me, my eyes closed. You look around the cabin. No one else is awake. You have sent your crew to rest. The flight is near empty. Just you alone, and me laying before you....

All my life’s a circuit – Preface This story just exploded into my head at 1.30 in the morning after a walk down the landing (you older guys know what I mean) and the glowing sockets in the wall got my brain working. It’s a long one 12,000 plus words (especially for the female readers who like a story that develops a relationship) in order to write something more than a “quick fuck” story. For those of you who want to cut...

Mile High Club in a Balloon The morning air was cool but not cold.  The summer heat would come later today, but for now it was just right.  Just a touch of dew sparkled on the grassy in the park and there was a slight haze in the air.  To the east the rocky crest of the Sandia Mountains was just getting touched by the first rays of sunrise.  The sunrays streamed between the peaks like a Japanese fan. The moment was pictur...