So I’m just your average, everyday short milf who loves getting down and dirty whenever she can… even if that means sneaking around in public places.
Recently, I was on a flight back from a business trip when the guy sitting next to me decided to make his move. At first, it was just some innocent flirting – playful banter about our shared love of good wine and bad reality TV shows.
But things quickly escalated when he started rubbing my thigh under the cover of darkness. I pretended not to notice at first, but soon enough I found myself spreading my legs a little wider, inviting his hand to wander further up my leg.
Before long, we were both quietly pleasuring ourselves with our hands while keeping our pants on – just in case anyone glanced over and noticed what was happening.
He started stroking himself through his fly as he slipped a finger inside my panties and began fingering me. I moaned softly into the crook of his arm, my hips rocking in time to his touch as he worked me towards climax.
I wrapped a hand around his cock and started jerking him off in sync with his fingers, helping myself cum hard on the plane without making a peep. We both came quickly after that, panting and trembling with pleasure before settling back into our seats like nothing had happened.
By the time the flight attendants came around for the post-flight drinks, we were both fully clothed again – no one would ever know what happened between us on that plane. And that’s exactly how I like it: hot, steamy sex without the messy consequences afterwards.
As if all of this wasn’t exciting enough, let me remind you that my husband was not on that flight with me. Yep, you heard that right – I’m a married and got fingered by a stranger on an airplane and still managed to keep it under wraps from my spouse… Not the proudest moment, but my cravings can get out of hand. When that happens, there’s no stopping me