Handjob on the Redeye

It had been three weeks of performing a show around the Washington DC area. Following the final performance I was going to take a Sunday night redeye to get home as I had been booked for a demo session on Monday afternoon. Three weeks away and my love life had been totally at the self service island. It was going to be great to get home! One of the pit singers who was also on the show was a girl I had known in college. She was part of the small group of us who did some sight-seeing and had some meals together while we were in the nation's capital. We became very friendly. Nothing happened while we were there. She actually had married one of my music fraternity brothers so I was not too pushy to do anything with her. (Turns out she was such a slut my frat brother divorced her a while later) We would have a drink together some nights after returning to the hotel after the show, tell some jokes laugh and just have a good time as friends. She decided that she would like to take the same redeye flight home following closing night. American Airlines was happy to have another body on the low-booked flight. It was probably after midnight when our flight departed Dulles and for the first 45 minutes the flight was uneventful. After a time we began to hit more turbulence and were bouncing pretty good. She was more than a bit frightened and kept grabbing my right arm as we would bounce. Soon I put my arm around her to hold her tightly. Somehow I allowed my right hand to brush against the side of her right boob. When it did she sort of purred. Soon my fingers were gently squeezing her tit as she snuggled up to me. We gave each other some light kisses before moving into nice full kisses. Deb excused herself for a few minutes to use the restroom and I figured the fun was over. She returned with one of those little thin blankets the airlines provided. As she moved back into her seat she arranged the blanket over us, snuggled up and said, "Now, where were we?" I responded with "Somewhere like this," as my hand now totally cupped her tit. She rearranged herself and suddenly her bra was loose, allowing me a slightly better feel. Her hand was now in my lap stroking my dick through my pants. It did not take her long and suddenly she was unzipping my pants. Her hand was now inside and rubbing my firm dick. Perhaps it was the knowledge that there were probably another 25 people on this flight close by us who could see us that made this so arousing. The turbulence was getting worse and we could see flashes of lightening off in the distance. "If this plane is going to crash, I want one last good time" she whispered into my ear. Her warm hand now freed my dick and it was poking out of my pants as she slowly and expertly stroked it. She knew how to give a good hand-job. All of a sudden she changed hands and was grasping my swollen cock with her left hand. "I need to get off" she told me and her hand was under her dress and she was taking care of herself as she was stroking me. Her breathing was getting deeper and faster. "Oh, this is fun!" she whispered. "I am getting close" she said. "Me too" I managed to say. Soon she tensed up and I could tell she was having her orgasm. Nice, I thought. "Was it a good one?" I asked her. "What do you think?" she said as she moved her fingers under my nose. Oh my, I moved my head a bit and opened my mouth and sucked her fingers in. They were so wet. So slick. The musky scent, her taste drove me over the edge. In seconds I blew my load, all over my pants, her hand and the blanket. She pulled some of my semen up and tasted it and swallowed. "Tasty. I think Ricky (her husband) is going to be nicely surprised when we get home. I want to give him a blow job." Then she gave me another deep kiss and I could taste myself in her mouth. She took out some kleenex and tried her best to clean us up. We fell asleep, cuddled against each other in a short time and finally woke as we were approaching Los Angeles. When we landed, her husband met us. She greeted him with a big kiss. I wondered, could he taste my semen in her mouth? It had been perhaps 90 minutes since our orgasms so perhaps all was clear. Rick dropped me off at the apartment I shared with another guy. I went into my room and was soon fast asleep. I never saw here again, but every once in a while would see my old frat brother. He told me how he had gotten home early one afternoon and found her getting pounded by some guy. They divorced not long after he surprised her with his unexpected return.