Last row

The meetings ran over and I needed to be back home for our daughter's Saturday morning dance performance so I grabbed a red eye flight back home. I would depart LAX at 11pm and would land just after sunup. the only ticket I could get was the isle seat in the last row. I am a 53 year old married man and sitting next to me in the window seat was what I estimated to be a barely twenty year old girl. We were the only two in the last row. The girl was nervous even before we even took off. I introduced myself and she said it was her first time flying by herself. She was so scared that as the plane took off she latched on to my arm so tightly it hurt. We were above 10,000 ft before she began to relax her grip. Things were ok until we hit some turbulence as we crossed the Rocky Mountains and she started hanging on to me again. I explained that we needed to catch some shut eye and if she went to sleep, she would not notice the bumps so much. She said that she understood but went on to explain that there was only one thing that would help her relax. She said needed to have an orgasm. I couldn't believe what I heard, but she repeated her request. She was wearing leggings and took my hand and placed it in her crotch. She pleaded that no one would notice. I knew it was insane, but I complied and started rubbing her pussy on the outside of her pants as she covered herself with a blanket. One would think that I was the luckiest man in the world, sitting in the back of a plane and fingering this young woman who I didn't even know. At 23 I would have been overjoyed, But, at 53, all I could think about was that if we were discovered, I am likely going to jail. No one would ever believe that she asked me to do it. However, I continued. Eventually I put my hand inside her leggings and put a finger inside her. I'm amazed at how far those things can stretch. We were interrupted a couple times by someone going to the bathroom just behind us. It took about ten minutes and she reached a rather strong climax. Very shortly after, she went to sleep. I put my fingers up to my nose and I could smell her scent. I tried to sleep, but I had to go to the bathroom myself to relieve myself before I could sleep.

I woke her up as we were descending. She was still very nervous as we landed. Even as we gathered our things to depart, she didn't acknowledge what we had done other than saying it was a pleasure to have met me. As I was leaving the airport, I realized that I even though I introduced myself, she never told me her name.

By Anonymous Apr 29

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