When we got to the airport as soon as the door to the limo opened Sergei was extra polite. I realized it was because the pilot of the jet was looking out the window. He took my old suitcase and stowed it in the back. As I walked up the ramp stairs, I had to lean forward as my heels would have easily gone through the holes in the metal steps. At the top a cute red head told me her name was Siobhan. She barely came up to my tits, but looking down I could see all the way down her top and I’d swear she didn’t have underwear on. Siobhan took me to the first of the big captain’s chairs, there were only 8 in the whole plane. I sat down and she reached around me and got the seatbelt and buckled it up. Now I was sure she was showing me those full rounded tits of her.

She knocked on the pilots door and the jet started rolling. She popped down a seat from the wall and put on a four-point harness. She crossed her leg, but managed to do so in a way that I was looking right up her skirt. She wasn’t wearing panties and I could see a tuft of red hair. As the plane rose in the air I got a better look. She was holding on to the shoulder straps, her eyes were closed and she had the back of her fingers on her nipples. Her upper teeth gently bit on her lower lip.

After the sexual rush of dominating Sergei, this was too much. I took a napkin and blotted my wet pussy and leaned forward and with one long arm tucked the damp napkin in her hand, pussy side up. Her eyes came partly open, but closed as the smell of hot pussy hit her nose. She started rubbing her thighs back and forth, the way I used to do in class to get off in a boring lecture.