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Tales from the Mile High Club

A twist in the tale stuns the sexy escort

9th February 2012

I could feel his eyes on me as I stood with my back to him, pretending to reach up for something in the overhead locker but in reality giving him a great view of my hot Airport girl’s ass and beautifully shaped calves. I made sure that I swivelled my body slightly so that he got a side view of my breast through my blouse, the material was quite fine and if there was light behind that could pass straight through it became almost invisible. I just knew that he would like what he saw... I turned abruptly, wanting to catch him in his act of voyeurism so that I could break the ice and move things forward. I had to work fast if I was to have my sexy way with the stud before the cabin team leader was finished serving the captain and co-pilot in the cockpit.

The hunk was indeed caught out by my sudden about turn and an embarrassed look appeared in his eyes even as his cheeks turned red. He swiftly apologised, in a whisper so as not to wake the other passengers in first class but I put my finger to my lips and shushed him. Then I stepped closer to him and leant forward, giving him an uninterrupted view of my pert breasts as I got up close and personal and whispered in his ear that he could have me if he wanted me. What he didn’t know was that I wasn’t only interested in hot Airport sex but that I also wanted to top the league table of the ‘mile high club’, a sexy, fun game that me and all the other hot Airport girls played.

My pal Victoria, who had earned a reputation as one of the best escorts working in the Airport hotels, knew what I was up to and was standing guard outside the first class cabin just in case Devon changed the habits of a lifetime and stayed less than twenty minutes drinking tea and sucking up in the cockpit. But to my surprise she stepped inside and caught my eye even as I was climbing onto the first class flat bed with the hunk beneath me, straddling him and pulling at his flies to release his stiff love stick. She held her mobile phone in her hand but was listening via an earpiece. I gave her a look of annoyance and she stepped straight out again but I wondered what was so interesting that the Airport escort would want to interrupt my passion and pleasure. It couldn’t have been too important or the hot Airport girl would have gestured to me to go to her but there was something about the look of shock in her face that aroused my interest...