After throwing her carry on in the bin overhead Sammi sat down in the seat, pulled her short skirt down as far as she could, ready to relax after a hectic week in the big city. It was a late night flight back east and the plane was only half full. She had been looking forward to this trip so much and now it was almost over. To have someone actually pay to have her fly out for a job interview, was beyond this simple farm girl&rsqu;Ns comprehension. She had her husband Tom, along right by her side. They extended their stay and made a vacation out of it. It was time they needed. They were a typical couple, far from the perfect match in private that they appeared to be in public. They found themselves growing apart even though the love was there. There was something slipping away. This trip was supposed to try to get "that" back. They didn&rsqu;Nt realize that you have to know what "that" is first, and they didn&rsqu;Nt. As Sammi slept, she felt someone watching her. She opened her eyes and saw Tom sitting there with a sly grin on his face. She noticed that there were only a handful of lights on in the entire plane. Everyone else had retired for the night. Everyone except her grinning Tom. She remembers that grin, even though she hadn&rsqu;Nt seen it for a long time. She knew what he had in mind before he even said a word. "I think I know what you&rsqu;Nre thinking Tom and forget it!" She certainly was not a person that would even think of showing her affection in these circumstances. She had been raised in a little farm house, with very strict rules. One of them was that sex is only for making babies, not fun. At times she still thinks that may have played a large role in the couple drifting apart. She was very shy and inhibited, though she wanted that to change. She didn&rsqu;Nt know how to do it. Tom immediately wiped that grin off his face and shook his head in disappointment. He heard that sentence before and was getting quite used to it. He loved her. He thought she was very sexy and he wanted to show her, but was getting too used to that one sentence. "Figures" he mumbled as he turned to his window, resigned to sleeping through the rest of the flight. Sammi now saw a different look on her husbands face. This one she did not like, yet has seen it much too often lately. She could have cried right there. She put her face in her hands and just took a deep sigh. All of a sudden, a light bulb went on in her head. She thought "If I&rsqu;Nm going to change, there&rsqu;Ns no better time than now to do it." With that she stood up and went to the restroom. Tom felt her shift and stand, he turned opened his eyes briefly, then drifted back into a semisleep. She slipped into the bathroom seemingly unnoticed. After a deep breath she reached under her short skirt and slid her panties off. She hesitated for just a few seconds, then pressed her skirt down and turned the doorknob. She opened the door and looked around. She felt like everyone on the plane knew what she just did. She expected to hear "Ladies and Gentleman this is you captain speaking. I just want to let you know that the lady sitting in seat D3 is buck naked under her skirt. Thank you and enjoy the rest of the flight." Of course this did not happen, but she still felt like everyone knew. She walked to her seat very slowly, arms pinned at her sides. Why did the plane look so full all of a sudden? She reached into the overhead bin and grabbed a blanket. She sat down, laid the blanket across her and Tom&rsqu;Ns lap. Then she took her panties that she had all balled up in her purse, and placed them in Tom&rsqu;Ns hand. He didn&rsqu;Nt even notice at first. The a quick elbow into the ribs alerted him that he was being paged. He turned his head and gave her that "What now?" look. Then he looked at something in his hand. He had no clue what it was, he was barely awake. She almost died when he held them up with both hands. She snapped them from his hands so quick, she almost ripped them. Then out of nowhere came that grin again. Just to make sure he got the hint, she slid her hand under the blanket and laid it right on his crotch. She felt it grow, seemingly by the second. This was really blowing Tom&rsqu;Ns mind. This was not his Sammi, but he didn&rsqu;Nt care right now. He slid his hand under the blanket, up her short skirt. She could see his jaw drop when he felt her very warm, slightly moist slit. She started laughing. "Tom, is something wrong?" she said in mock horror. He stuttered out a "n n n n n o o." They both jumped when the stewardess asked them if they needed anything. They wondered where she came from, and how long she was there. Sammi was able to stammer out that they were fine. Then they looked at each other and giggled together. "That" was it. "That" was what was slipping away from their marraige. The feeling of having a private joke, just between the two of them. Something only they knew about. For that one brief moment in time, they were one again. Joan really was in no mood to work this flight. Actually she was in no mood to work at all. She was just helping a friend who needed the night off. She hated late night flights. They were so boring. Everybody always slept, then she would have to go around and get them awake. She felt like a mother getting her kids up for school. This flight of 5-6 hours felt like 7-8 hours. She has been a flight attendant for 6 years now. She was at the point of her life that she wanted to settle down. She wanted a place to call home, and a man to call her man. Unfortunately there was no man that was just her&rsqu;Ns right now. She was recovering from an ugly breakup from the one guy she would give anything to have. The problem was he did not want her anymore. She was doing better now, after having a few weeks that she didn&rsqu;Nt think she could feel any worse, she felt like she was starting to feel like a person again, a very depressed person, but that was still an improvement. She had spent the day laying out in the California sun working on her tan. She arrived in a bad mood but there was no room for a bad mood as a flight attendant. You had to disgustingly happy ALL the time. She mentally painted a happy face on as she stepped on the plane. She was actually very good at pretending to be happy. After the preflight dramatization of the emergency procedures, the lights went down, and the passengers started dozing . She really only had a few awake people to look after. Two of them seemed like a nice couple, about her age. She had a habit of looking at couples and trying to get an impression of their relationship. She figured these two were probably very happy. They both were good looking, not drop dead gorgeous, but good looking. She thought this pair would be nice to help take care of for this flight. She had no idea how nice. She kept watching this couple from her spot. They could not see her. She was trying to imagine what they were saying to each other. She thought to herself how much they reminded her of her and John, her exboyfriend. They seemed so in love. She saw him watching his companion as she slept. When she awake and turned to him, he flashed her a huge grin. She thought to herself "Wow what a smile he has?" She could feel a smile come to her face. Then saw the lady say something and poof the smile was gone. "I wonder what she said?" Hmmm this couple might be interesting to watch. She realized that she had to start making her rounds around the plane, making sure everything was okay. She had to put this couple on the back burner for a while. As she was coming up to the front of the plane, the restroom door opened and out walked that lady again. She seemed very stiff to her, almost scared. "Must be her first flight". "I&rsqu;Nll have to check on them." When she got to the couple, she asked if they needed anything. They said no but their eyes showed alarm. Joan wondered what was going on, there was something strange about their tone. Tom bent over and asked Sammi "What got into you?". All of a sudden this was fun to her. Tom never acted this surprised. He is in control with everything that ever happens. She felt the control now. She was very turned on by this. "Are you going to take advantage of the situation, or just talk?" Then she shifted in her seat so she could open her legs just a little wider. She felt his hand rubbing back and forth across the wetness. He was driving her crazy. All she could do is put her head down and close her eyes. She managed to slide her hand down under the waistband of Tom&rsqu;Ns shorts. Tom was harder than she ever remembered him being. She could not really get the room to stroke him, though she tried to. It just was not possible. She took her hand out from above the waistband and slid it up from the leg. She reached in and somehow worked his manhood out his leg hole, only covered by the blanket. Now she had total control of the situation. All of a sudden, Sammi jumped. Tom managed to slip 2 fingers inside her. Hekept them there for a few minutes, then started to move his fingers. They were just real small movements but they sent jolts of electricity through her body. She had to stop attending to Tom for a few minutes. She looked around to make sure nobody was watching them. She was starting to breathe a little faster now. She now recalled how good Tom used to make her feel, just with his touch. He was always to gentle to her. She rested her head back on the seat and just let Tom do what he wanted. He looked over at her, her head back, eyes closed, and chest raising up and down, faster and faster. He loved pleasing her. Sometimes that was all he needed during sex. His number one goal was to make Sammi feel special. Usually he accomplished his goal. She could not believe he was having this much of an effect on her. He had done this to her before, but she never reacted this way. She liked it. "Could it be from the possibility of being caught?" she wondered. Soon she didn&rsqu;Nt care. When Tom started rubbing his thumb lightly over her clitoris, while his fingers were still inside her, she was so excited she squealed. She felt her hips starting to move on their own. She was now starting to lose control. She turned her head and buried in Tom&rsqu;Ns shoulder, trying to remain quiet. After a few minutes of his dexterity she felt the first waves of ecstasy coming on. She took her free hand and placed it on his and held it in place. She was going to explode and did not want Tom to stop what he was doing, even if it meant her holding his hand against her. The first wave hit her. She tensed up, opened her mouth against his shoulder, pressed into it. Thank goodness he had a shirt on. Tom heard another little squeal, just one, then he felt her muscles squeeze his fingers. He froze. Her spasms continued for about 30 seconds, but to her it was like an hour. Finally she relaxed and he removed his fingers. Her breathing had slowed down now. He noticed even in the dark, that she had a "glow" about her. After he saw she was calmed down, he took both hands and cradled her pretty flushed face, and kissed her. The kiss was very sensual. He didn&rsqu;Nt slobber all over her. He just placed his lips on hers, and kissed her. He then told her how much he loved her with words that just made tears come to her eyes. She had not heard that for a long time. The truth is she was not sure it was still true. Now she had no doubt. Joan now had a chance to sit down and relax for a few minutes. She took a sip of her Diet Coke and peeked out to the passengers. She checked on her couple. The lady had her head against his shoulder, then he saw her take her face in her hands and give her a nice kiss. Suddenly she started looking right through the couple as though they were not even there. She started thinking about John again. She remembers one trip with him in particular. They had rented a beach front house on the North Carolina coast. It was so romantic. On the third day there they had an argument. Heck she could not even remember what it was about, although she was sure it was just about something stupid that had escalated into an ugly situation. She took a glass of wine and went for a walk. She needed some space. She walked for about an hour before finding herself right back at the house again. She wasn&rsqu;Nt quite ready to go back in there yet. She needed a few more minutes. She sat down on the beach. The sun was setting and the air was turning cooler. Joan only had her two piece bikini on and was starting to get a little chilly, but she just was not ready to face him again. She started to relax as she watched the waves roll up towards her then just as quickly roll away from her. She was just ready to stand and go back into the house when she felt a hand on both shoulders. Then there was a pair of lips on her neck, then nibbling on her ear. Oh my that felt good. The nibbling went to her shoulders, just then she felt a chill. The chill was not from the air though. It was from the man she loved. She just rested her head back and closed her eyes. She was his to do whatever he wanted now. As he nibbled on her shoulders he untied her top and that fell to the sand. He reached around and cupped her breasts, occasionally pulling at her nipples. He knew how sensitive her nipples were. She could be satisfied with just attention to them and nothing else. John came around in front of her and kissed his way down her chest. He could still taste the remains of the suntan lotion she had used hours earlier. He kissed his way down her chest. He took one nipple in his mouth, then the other. They were sticking out like pencil erasers. He would playfully nibble on them, tug an them, and suck on them. All she could do is hold his head in place, and push her chest out at him. All too soon he started sliding lower, down her stomach to the top of her bikini bottoms. She laid back flat on her back so she could just relax. She knew what was coming and to be honest, she looked forward to it. John knew how to use his mouth for more than just talking, and she didn&rsqu;Nt mind letting him. "Damn! Why was sex always best after a fight?" she thought to herself. He slid his mouth down, over the crotch of her bottoms. He ran his tongue along where he thought her opening would be. Then he lifted her hips and slid her bottoms off. He then took the glass of wine that she had and poured it over her pubic area. She felt it running down between her legs. He placed her legs so her heels were resting on his back, as he laid between them. He then began the task of cleaning up all the wine, about half a glass, the he "spilled". The air was getting cooler as the sky was now lit up with just the stars. The waves were getting closer and closer to their feet. John just laid there on his belly, tasting the combination of the lady he loved and the wine. He took his tongue and ran circles around her clitoris. She was powerless. All she could do was wiggle a little and moan. Then he started to clean up any wine that may have ran down along the lips of her vagina. He took his time, licking up and down, slowly and often, savoring the new taste of this wine that he often tasted, but not like this. He grasped one buttock in each hand and squeezed as he continued to lick. Joan took Tom&rsqu;Ns head and pressed it into her pelvis. Her hands gripped his head and held on for all she was worth. She was along for the ride, and she didn&rsqu;Nt want the ride to end yet. Finally Joan started to get sensitive down there. She pulled Tom up by his hair. She wanted him now. She wanted him inside her. Joan took another sip of soda, looked about the plane to make sure all was quiet. She stifled a giggle remembering how funny it was to pull him up to her by his hair. Then she returned to the beach. He came up to her, kissed her on her lips, letting his tongue slip into her mouth. She could taste that combination of wine and sex on his lips. She was not going to last much longer and wanted him inside her when she did have her orgasm. He stood up slid his shorts off and came back down to her. He kneeled down between her legs and ran his hardness along her entrance. Then he slid in. This is what she really enjoyed. She just let him start pumping into her. She knew there must be some urgency on his part also because he usually started out slow and progressed harder. This was different, he started pumping hard and fast, with her legs bent up, she could fell his balls slap her butt as he just kept going and going. If her eyes were open, he would have seen the roll back in her head from ecstasy. She was getting very close, as was he. With one last thrust he tensed and released into her pelvis. That drove her over the edge and she too climaxed. Together they could feel the other tense up and then gradually relax, though this was a very slow process. Together they started to breathe slower. He bent down and laid on top of her. "I am very sorry for fighting with you. The risk of losing you was not worth winning the argument. Let&rsqu;Ns sit and discuss things again tomorrow. I don&rsqu;Nt want to lose you over something this stupid." Her only reply was a kiss and the words "Hold me." He held her tight and together the fell asleep there on the beach. Joan looked again around the plane. Everyone was still quiet. She wondered what ever happened to their relationship after that. It just seemed to go down hill. She could not even remember any specific big blowups after that, but he still lost his love for her. She better get back to work before she starts to cry. After one last sip of soda, she starts back out to mingle with the passengers. Only 90 minutes left on this flight. She just might make it! Sammi slowly started to wake up from her nap. She slept very well, even if it was for only an hour. She looked at Tom and just seemed to fall in love all over again. He sat there with his head leaned against the window, sound asleep. She quietly wondered what she would ever do without him if they ever did split up. They had never even discussed it before but before this trip she thought about it. As she looked at him she knew that she could not let this man, the man that would literally give his life for her, get away from her. No issue, no argument, nothing, was that bad to let him leave her. She was still feeling the effects from the pleasure that he gave her just a little over an hour ago. To put it bluntly, she was very horny. She wanted to do something for him. She wanted to please him. That was something she had only done one time on their honeymoon. She felt it was her "duty" to please him orally. This time there was no duty. She wanted to do it for him. With the plane so dark, she might just be able to do it too. Again she scoped out the other passengers. By now there was nobody in sight that was awake. She shited in her seat so she could lay her head down on his lap. She slowly slid her hand up his leg opening of his shorts and started to fondle his organ, just to get it a little hard. That didn&rsqu;Nt take very long, even though he was asleep. She wondered if he was dreaming about her while he slept. She was able to pull it out of the shorts, under the blanket. She slid her head down a little until she was face to face with his semihard dick. She started by licking around the head, she had to be a little careful not to move around too much. She ran circles over the head with her tongue. She didn&rsqu;Nt want him to get too hard too fast, she wanted this to last a while. Naturally as he did harden a little more, it would point directly at her mouth. That was no problem for her. She took the head into her mouth, continued running her tongue all over the head. Tom thought he was dreaming alright. He was afraid that if he woke up, that feeling would stop. Boy it sure doesn&rsqu;Nt feel like a dream. He squinted through his eyelids and could not believe his eyes. All he saw was the back of Sammi&rsqu;Ns head. He had wanted this for so long but had given up hope that it would ever happen. Now it was his turn to sit back and enjoy. Sammi didn&rsqu;Nt realize that this was something that she could enjoy doing. She actually felt herself getting wet while she continued licking her husband. She started very slowly, pumping his dick with her hand as she tried to descend down the shaft. She really did not have any practice at it, but she tried her best. She worked on getting a nice rythm with her hand and mouth at the same time. It must have been working because she heard her Tom moan, very softly but it was a definite moan. She was proud of herself. She actually liked this. She was also getting very good, very quickly. After a few minutes of this Tom started to push his hips up at her. That was okay, she just raised up a little and let him pump into her mouth as she continued stroking him. He was afraid of cumming in her mouth. This was a first for her, he didn&rsqu;Nt want to ruin it with an unwanted surprise. He bent down and whispered as soft as he could "Be careful I am getting close". Her reply was just one word, and it surprised both of them. She could not believe it but her reply was "Good". With that she started pumping him with all the speed she could muster. She wanted to taste him so bad now. She could feel the wetness seeping down her own legs. If she would have only known how much she would like this, she would have done it a long time ago. Her hand was going as fast as it could when she heard a gasp. Just like that she felt him jerk in her mouth and was given that surprise that he was not sure she wanted. She tried her best to accomadate it, and did very well. There were no gagging sounds, or choking. Just a few low moans, this time from her as she tried to take every last drop. Joan was able to see them from across the plane. She admired Sammi, almost envied her. She was getting very aroused just watching her. She could only stand there and watch as Sammi enjoyed herself. When he finally stopped sending his seed into her mouth, she kissed the head one more time. Then covered him up with the blanket, and sat up. She was grinning from ear to ear when Joan approached her. She asked if they needed anything. Sammi said everything was just fine. Joan reachd for a napkin and handed it to Sammi, then put a finger to the coner of her mouth, as if to show Sammi that she may want to "freshen up". Sammi took the napkin and wiped, and was embarrassed to see that she didn&rsqu;Nt get every last drop. Joan then told them they would be landing soon so they may want to get ready to disembark. Thirty minutes later Sammi and Tom were walking arm and arm through the airport, feeling like they recaptured that magic again. Sammi too was a changed lady. She was no longer that shy inhibited person she was five hours ago. She was determined to keep her man happy from now on. Who knows she may even enjoy it. As they were just ready to leave the airport they spotted Joan again. She was standing in the concourse crying, talking to a man. The man had flowers and looked very upset. Sammi felt bad for Joan and wondered what was going on. Joan could not believ her eyes. She was walking through the airport and all of a sudden there was John. He was very upset. He had roses but she sensed that was not the full purpose of this meeting. "Joan I made a huge mistake. It took losing you to make me realize that I do love you. Will you please consider taking me back into your life?" He tried to be strong but she could see the tears rolling down his cheeks. Her reply to him was one that she had for him on that beach in North Carolina. "Just hold me!"