This is the third in a series of the erotic adventures of
Joe and his slutty wife Marla. Joe's employer, X-Ray Technologies,
a security equipment manufacturer headquartered in Chicago,
has scheduled its annual business meeting at the Paradise
Island Hotel in Nassau in the Bahamas in February. Because
of robust sales during the past year, the spouses were also
invited to attend.
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We now join Joe and Marla after their departure
from O'Hare airport aboard United Flight 1069.......
"How was your chicken cordon bleu?"
Joe asked Marla. They were seated in coach in row 15. The
row contained 3 seats, but the middle seat was empty, which
gave them a little extra elbow room.
"Not too bad," Marla said. "The
white wine makes it taste a little better."
"Some things never change," Joe
said. "Airline food is still, well, airline food."
He poured the rest of the wine from the tiny bottle into his
The flight attendant walked down the aisle
collecting food trays from the passengers as they finished
their meals. She stopped at aisle 15. "Do you folks want
anything else?" she said with a pleasant smile.
"We'd both like another bottle of wine,"
Joe said without hesitation.
"Red or white?"
"White, please. Something from California,
if you've got it."
Marla turned from looking out the window.
"Are you trying to get me drunk before we even get there?"
Marla asked with a grin.
"Hey, this is going to be a fantastic
party weekend, and we're going to start the party right now."
"I thought this was a business weekend,"
"Hell, real business meetings are held
in Cleveland in February," Joe said with a laugh. "But
when you're in the Bahamas, it's party time. And there's no
better time to start partying than right now."
The flight attendant returned with their drink
order. Joe gazed at her ample bust as she placed the wine
on the seat trays. Nice set of knockers, he thought. "Do
you need anything else?" she asked.
"How about a blanket and a couple of
pillows," Joe requested. He turned to Marla. "Remember
what we were talking about at the airport?"
Marla looked a bit puzzled. "No, not
"You know. About the Mile High Club."
Marla rolled her eyes a bit. "Not that
again," she groaned. "I thought we agreed that I'm
not going to fuck you in the bathroom. It's too cramped, people
will hear us, and I'm just not going to do it. Besides that
whole Mile High Club is just a fantasy. Who do you know who's
actually done it on an airplane?"
"Lot's of people," Joe argued. "You
hear about it all the time. It's like a marital right of passage."
"Ok, name one. Name one couple you know
who've fucked on an airplane."
"Kevin and Tracy. They've done it."
Joe was referring to his co-worker, Kevin, and his wife Tracy
who were also going to the meeting. In fact, they were on
the same flight, but in row 29, which was much further back
in the tail section of the plane.
"Right. And you want us to walk past
their seats to the bathroom and have them watch us both go
in there together? They'll know exactly what we're up to.
Not to mention all the other people who are on this flight."
"So, I'm not going to do it. I'd feel
Joe paused for a moment to think things over.
It was obvious that Marla had made up her mind. "Ok,
how about this? We do it right here."
Marla looked surprised and then astonished.
"Oh sure. I'll just strip right down and ride you cowgirl
style in front of everybody. We'll ask the stewardess to delay
the start of the in-flight movie so everybody can watch."
"No, no, not like that," Joe said
hurriedly. "Look, we'll raise the arms of the middle
seat, you lay your head on my lap like you're taking a nap,
and I'll cover you with the blanket. We'll turn out the seat
lights, and you suck me off under the blanket. Who'll know?"
"Well, I don't know," Marla said
hesitantly. "What if the flight attendant walks by?"
"I'll tap you on the shoulder if she
comes by," Joe said in a reassuring voice.
Marla hesitated for a moment, but gave in
to Joe's urging nevertheless. She laid her head on his lap
and curled her feet and legs up into the seat as if it were
a very small bed. Joe covered her head and body with the blanket
and turned off the lights. Marla quickly found Joe's zipper
and released his semi-hard cock. This was crazy, but she found
it surprisingly erotic. She licked the head of his cock a
few times, and then sucked on the mushroom tip with her full,
red lips. From under the blanket she could hear Joe's breathing
quicken as his cock swelled in response to her warm, wet mouth.
She increased her tempo and sucked harder.
Joe squirmed a bit in his seat as she expertly brought him
closer to orgasm. The feel of his hard cock in her mouth along
with the knowledge of what they were doing made her pussy
tingle with excitement.
Just when she thought she was about to get
Joe off she felt him tap her shoulder and whisper, "The
stewardess is coming." Marla stopped for an instant and
then thought, hell, this was Joe's idea; I'll let him explain
it to the stewardess. Marla kept on sucking and licking.
"Is your wife feeling alright?"
the stewardess asked.
Joe struggled to maintain some semblance of
composure. "Oh yes, she's just tired. Needs a little
nap. She's fine. Fine," he said with the same believability
of a drunk driver who's trying to convince a cop he's sober.
Joe put his hands on Marla's head, which was bobbing under
the blanket, in a futile attempt to shield it from the flight
The stewardess grinned and said, "Just
let me know if you two need anything like a napkin or towel
or anything like that."
Joe closed his eyes as the flight attendant
moved on down the aisle. Marla quickened her pace, took his
cock deep into her mouth and then stroked it feverishly with
her hand before sucking it again. She soon brought Joe to
the point of no return. She felt his cock spasm a few times
as he shot his load. From under the blanket she heard him
groan with satisfaction. She wondered if anybody else could
After a couple of seconds, Joe removed the
blanket and Marla slowly reclaimed an upright position in
the seat. "That was great, baby," Joe whispered.
"Better than I imagined it would be."
Marla smiled as she fussed with her hair.
Her makeup was smeared a bit, and her hair was in disarray.
"But why didn't you stop when the stewardess
came by?" Joe asked.
Marla held back her laugh. "Hey, this
was your idea, cowboy. I wanted to see how you would handle
"Don't worry," Joe said confidently.
"She didn't suspect a thing. I had my poker face on."
"I'll bet you did," Marla countered.
"I know you too well. I'll bet any amount of money that
you had your O-face on.... Oh, oh, oh, I'm cummming,"
"Trust me," Joe said again. "She
didn't suspect a thing."
"There's only one thing wrong with your
"Sucking your cock has got me all hot
Joe put his hand on her thigh. "Don't
worry, baby. I'll make it up to you. I owe you one. And when
we get to the Bahamas I'll do anything you want."
"Anything?" Marla asked as if seeking
"You bet. I'll do anything you want.
You just name it. Whatever you want, whenever you want, wherever
"Ok," Marla said. "I'm going
to hold you to that."
Joe and Marla finished their wine as the captain
announced their approach into the Nassau airport. The flight
attendants collected the empty glasses and trays in preparation
for landing. Once on the ground, the passengers retrieved
their bags from the overhead bins, and made a final check
of their seats before departing the plane. As they filed through
the door, the flight attendant thanked them for flying United.
She smiled at Joe and Marla as they approached the door. "Thanks
for flying with us today," she said with a grin. She
leaned closer to Marla as she passed and whispered, "And
welcome to the club."
Marla pushed Joe's shoulder playfully as they
exited the plane. "She knew. She knew what we were doing
all the time," Marla said.
"So what," Joe replied. "We'll
never see her again."
"You owe me big time for this one,"
Marla said. "And I expect full payment."
AT THE POOLSIDE
The company scheduled a morning meeting the
next day for the employees followed by lunch and a round of
golf in the afternoon for those who were interested. Most
of the men elected to play golf while many of the women opted
for a day in the warm sun by the pool. Marla found a comfortable
spot in the sun tanning area. A few minutes later, Tracy laid
her towel on a chaise lounge next to Marla. "Hi, I'm
Tracy," she said. "Is this chair taken?"
Marla looked up. "Hi, Tracy. I remember
you from the Christmas party. No, go right ahead," she
said gesturing toward the chair.
Both women made themselves comfortable. "This
sun is so intense," Tracy said. "Would you mind
putting lotion on my back?"
Marla rubbed the white cream into Tracy's
smooth skin. She couldn't help but notice how big Tracy's
boobs were. She didn't remember her having such a full figure
at the Christmas party.
"Do you think this is one of those topless
beaches?" Tracy said as Marla finished putting on the
Marla looked around. "I don't see anyone
"I was just wondering because I'd like
to get one of those all-over tans like you can do at the tanning
parlor. Kevin wants to see what my new tits look like without
"New tits?" Marla asked.
"Yes, didn't you know? I got a boob job
in January. It was my Christmas gift from Kevin. Or should
I say it was Kevin's Christmas gift to himself," Tracy
said with a laugh. "He can't keep his hands off me. We've
been fucking our brains out ever since." Tracy turned
around to face Marla after she finished her back. "What
do you think? Do they look real? They aren't too big, are
they?" She arched her back slightly to accentuate her
"They look very nice," Marla said.
"He did a very good job."
"She did. My boob doc is a woman,"
Tracy corrected and then continued. "Kevin said he liked
my boobies before. But I know he thought they were too little.
Ever since I was a teenager, I wanted a nice set of big hooters
like yours," Tracy said. "Kevin calls big boobs,
hooters. Or Winnebago’s. Or whoozamacallits. He called
mine boobies up until my surgery. Now he calls them his great
Marla gave Tracy the bottle of suntan lotion.
"I'll do you now," Tracy offered. She rubbed the
lotion on Marla's back. When Marla turned around, Tracy continued
to rub more lotion onto Marla's chest. "You don't want
to burn on your first day," she said.
"I can do that," Marla said, but
Tracy kept rubbing the lotion in, moving her finger tips deftly
over the tops of Marla's big tits. "The cool feeling
of the lotion combined with the sensation of Tracy's fingers
made her nipples hard.
"You're so lucky to be big like this,"
Tracy said. "Feel mine," she said. "Tell me
if you think they feel real."
Marla looked around. She had always wondered
if breast implants felt like the real thing. She was tempted
to find out, but before she could, another woman, dressed
in a skimpy thong bikini sat down in the chair next to them.
Marla did a double-take. It was the flight attendant.
"Do you mind if I join you?" the
newcomer asked. "My name is Kathy." See paused for
a brief moment. "Didn't both of you fly down here yesterday.
I think you were on my flight. I'm a flight attendant for
Before Marla could respond Tracy spoke up.
"Yes, we're attending a company meeting with our husbands."
Kathy looked at Marla. "I hope I didn't
embarrass you when you got off the plane. I shouldn't have
said what I did."
Tracy looked bewildered. "Care to let
me in on the secret," she said finally.
Marla looked at Kathy and then at Tracy. After
a pregnant pause she said finally, "Ok, I'll tell you.
You'll probably find out anyway knowing what a big mouth Joe
has. Here goes. Joe talked me into joining the Mile High Club
by giving him head on the plane," Marla said quickly.
"There it’s out in the open."
Tracy covered her hand to stifle a shriek,
"No, you didn't."
Marla looked at Kathy. "And you knew
what was going on, didn't you?"
"Don't be embarrassed. It happens all
the time," Kathy said matter-of-factly. "But usually
couples try to do it the in the head. I wonder how it got
that name. The head."
"Giving head in the head," Tracy
volunteered. "Kevin has been after me to join the Mile
High Club, too."
"What a minute," Marla said. "Joe
told me you were a member of the club. Kevin told him that
you'd done it on a plane before." That sneak, Marla thought.
Tricking her into giving him head that way.
Kathy lay back on the lounge chair. "I
shouldn't have said anything, but it's been such a long time
since I've had a cock in my mouth, seeing you giving your
hubby head under the blanket really got me hot. The first
thing I did when I got to my hotel room was draw a hot bath
and finger myself."
"Well, Joe owes me big time for that
little escapade," Marla confessed. "He promised
he'd make it up to me over the weekend."
"I wish Kevin owed me a favor like that,"
Tracy offered. "Do you know what I'd like to see sometime?
I'd like to watch a guy suck Kevin's cock. Make it nice and
hard for me. And then have him jack off while Kevin fucks
me. All I'd have to do is lay back and enjoy it."
Kathy flashed a white smile beneath her sunglasses.
"Stop it. All this talk of cocks and tits and licking
and sucking and fucking is making me so fucking horny."
Marla pondered Tracy's fantasy for a second.
"Ladies, I have an idea. But I need your help."
"No fucking way. I'm not sucking Kevin's
cock. No fucking way," Joe repeated in a determined voice
as he continued to get dressed.
Marla was putting on her makeup in front of
the full-length mirror in their hotel room. She knew her idea
would be met with big-time resistance from Joe. "You
promised me that you'd pay me back for sucking you off on
the plane. Remember? The Mile High Club?"
"I said I owed you one, but that didn't
"You said anytime, anywhere, anyplace,"
Marla reminded Joe.
"But I didn't say 'anything', did I?"
Marla finished her makeup and pulled on a
pair of tight shorts over her thong. Her tits swayed gently
as she bent over. They were so big her halter top barely contained
them. She sat on the bed as she slipped on her sandals. The
deep red color of her toenails matched her fingernails. Joe
watched his sexy wife's reflection in the mirror as he buttoned
his shirt. "Tracy told me she has a fantasy about watching
a guy suck Kevin's cock," Marla said.
Joe turned around to face Marla. "I'd
eat Tracy's pussy, but I'm not going to suck Kevin's cock,"
Joe said. "A guy can eat all the pussy he wants and he'll
never be called a pussyeater, but suck just one cock....well,
you know. Besides, I work with the guy. How long do you think
it would take for that piece of gossip to get around the office?"
"What if you could suck his cock without
him knowing it was you? If you do that for Tracy, she might
let you eat her pussy."
Joe thought about that for a second. "That's
not possible," he said finally. "The man's not blind."
"Tracy and I have it all figured out,"
Marla countered. "You just have to trust me. She invited
us to their room for drinks before dinner. All you need to
do is follow my instructions. You trust me, don't you?"
The image of Tracy sitting on Joe's face flashed
through his mind. He put his arm around Marla. "OK baby,
but this better work or my career is over."
Marla smiled. "Don't worry, here's the
plan. I'll go to their room and tell Kevin that you had to
check on a few things for the meeting tomorrow and will be
along in a few minutes. Meanwhile, you wait in the hallway
while Tracy and I get everything set up. I'll come and get
you when the time is right. Got it?"
Joe nodded. "OK, but like I said, this
THE PLAN IN ACTION
Tracy let Marla into the hotel room at the
appointed hour. Kevin walked out of the bathroom with a towel
wrapped around his waist. "Sorry, I was a little late
getting off the golf course," he apologized. "Where's
"He'll be along in a few minutes,"
Marla replied. "He had to run a few errands." Marla
couldn't help but notice Kevin's hard physique. His body was
sculpted like a weight-lifter. Although Joe was in good shape,
he didn't have a ripped body like Kevin's. She wondered what
size muscle was hidden under the towel. Kevin let the towel
drop to the floor as he returned to the bathroom. Marla caught
a quick glimpse of his tight ass as he passed through the
doorway. Soon Kevin returned to the room wearing a pair of
slacks, but no shirt. He grabbed his shirt from the back of
the desk chair and put it on.
"So, Tracy tells me you got her a special
gift for Christmas," Marla said as she watched Kevin
fasten the buttons over his strong chest.
"Yeah, aren't they spectacular?"
he said with a smile. He looked at Tracy. "They make
you look so hot and sexy, baby," he said.
"And they look and feel just like real
ones, don't they?" Tracy said on cue.
"Almost like the real thing," Kevin
said with a smile.
"I bet you can't tell the difference
between Tracy's tits and mine," Marla said. "If
you were blindfolded, I mean."
"Are you kidding? Of course, I could
tell the difference," Kevin said. "I know how my
wife's tits feel."
"Wanna bet?" Marla countered. "Let's
try a little experiment," she said as she pulled a scarf
out of her purse and waved it seductively in front of Kevin.
"I'll blindfold you. Let's see if you can tell the difference
between Tracy's tits and mine."
Kevin smiled. "Okay, but it's no contest.
Believe me. I know the difference."
Marla secured the scarf over Kevin's eyes.
While she was doing that, Tracy pulled off her top, releasing
her firm tits. The large, dark areolas were a stark contrast
to her smooth light skin. As soon as she finished with the
scarf, Marla followed suit and stood next to Tracy. "OK,
Kevin, take two steps forward and see if you can tell us apart,"
Kevin stepped forward cautiously with his
arms outstretched as if he were playing a party game. He pawed
the air until his hands found their target. He hefted Tracy's
boobs one at a time. Then he tweaked her nipples gently. He
massaged her massive tits and cupped them in his hands. "Can
I taste them?" he asked. Neither Marla nor Tracy answered
for fear of tipping him off with the sound of their voices.
Kevin sucked on Tracy's nipples, first one
then the other. "Hmmm, they taste good. But I'm not sure,
yet." He moved over in front of Marla. He hefted her
boobs just like he did with Tracy. Then he sucked on her nipples
making them puckered and hard like little gummy bears. Marla
felt a tingle race from her tits to her pussy. Kevin's hands
were so firm, but gentle at the same time. He flicked her
nipples with his tongue. She noticed her heart was racing
with excitement and her panties were wet. This little game
was getting her more excited than she imagined in the beginning.
Both girls took a step back and then exchanged
places as Marla said, "OK, time's up. Which boobs are
"That's easy," Kevin said as he
started to take off the blindfold. Marla stopped him before
he could untie it. "Not so fast," she said. "Tell
"OK, Tracy is the first set of tits,"
Kevin said confidently. "Although they were both very
nice," he added.