Hot Erotica: Romantic Flights( Mile High Club) (2 page)

Then she
was standing behind him, the tang of her subtle perfume distracting him again,
but not as much as her body did when she leaned down over him and took his cock
in her hands. "Joystick," she whispered in his ear with a giggle.

"Baby,
not a good time for that..." He stopped talking as she jerked on him, up
and down and up and down, over his swollen head, down to his base, sending a
vibrating shock through his tight balls with each stroke.

He
settled the plane out while she played with him, and it was the most erotic
thing he had ever had happen to him, on a plane or off. When the controls were
back to where they should be he still sat there, his hands grasping the arms of
his chair hard as she brought him right up to the point of no return and then
past it, over it, to where he knew there was nothing he could do but go off.

She
squeezed him tightly, knowing what was coming for him, locking his semen into
his shaft by choking him off and holding him as he spasmed over and over,
unable to release while she held him like that.

Jim
reached up and took hold of her by the shoulder, trying to guide her down onto
him. "Please, take me in your mouth," he begged her.

Her moan
was sexual and needy as she did what he asked, kneeling next to him and putting
her lush lips over his tip, peeking up at him to make sure he was watching
before she let go of his cock and slid down onto him, taking him in deep as his
fluids spurted into her mouth and she swallowed him back again and again until
he wasn't even firing into her anymore and it was painful for her to keep going
but he wanted her to do it anyway as she licked him clean with her tongue.

Finally
he had to push her gently off, the continued feeling of her very talented mouth
too much for him to take. She lay in his lap, gently stroking his penis as it
grew softer and softer. He was breathing hard and his heart was racing almost
as though he had been the one to do all the work.

"You
always did know how to do me, Melissa," he said to her.

She
shrugged a bare shoulder, still playing with him. "That's why you married
me, isn't it?"

"One
of the reasons," he admitted. "The sex was a big part of it."

She
laughed. "It had been a while since I saw you. You work too much. So I
chartered a plane."

"You're
the first one I've done on a plane," he told her.

"Ah,
it's always good for a woman to know she was a guy's first."

He
stroked her hair. She was so beautiful. And creative.

"We
should get dressed now, don't you think?" he asked her.

She sat
up a little, and he got a good look at her breasts, nipples still tight and
stiff. "How long until we land?"

He
checked the instruments again to be sure. "A little less than two
hours."

Her hand
fell into his lap again. "Then it is definitely not time to get dressed.
You're coming with me."

She took
him by the hand and led him back into the cabin, then lay down carefully on the
rug and spread her legs into the air. "You need to put your tongue right
here," she said as she flicked her finger against her clit. "Right
now. Come on."

He was
only too happy to go down on her again. And again.

Just
before it was time to land he was dressed again and sitting in the captain’s
chair, scrubbing the taste and feel of Melissa off his face. She had put back
on most of her clothes, minus her panties, which she stuffed into his pants’
pocket with a smirk and a wink. “Something to remember me by,” she said.

“Like I’d
need it.” But still, he liked feeling the little bundle of silky cloth in his
pocket so near his crotch. He was aching to do her again, but it would have to
wait. He had a plane to land.

“I worry
sometimes, you know?” Melissa said to him. “I worry that one of these
millionaire women who charter your plane is going to turn your head and then
twist herself around your cock and then you’ll be leaving me for someone
younger and prettier.

Gently he
took her by her hand and sat her down in his lap, wrapping his arms around her.
“There is no one prettier than you,” he assured her. “And I’m not going
anywhere. You are the one for me. And you are an incredible sex partner. I’ve
never been taken to the heights you just took me.”

“Har,
har,” she said in a friendly but weary tone. “You know what I mean.”

“And you
know what I mean. Now. You want to land this plane?”

She
twisted around to look at him. “You’re serious?”

He nodded
and guided her hands across the controls. “Now, just take the stick like this.”

She
wrapped her hands around the long, hard shaft, and he was reminded of how she
had held him in those same hands not very long ago. Her touch was just as light
and delicate now as it had been then.

There was
radio chatter in his ear through the headset and he answered it officially,
leaving off any mention of the sexy woman that he had riding in his lap,
helping him land the plane. He had to correct her angle a few times, but when
she found the crease she moved into it smoothly.

He’d
never thought of flying in such erotic and sensual terms before. Not before Melissa.