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The Best Flight Ever

When I turned sixty-years-old, I decided to retire. I had been a lawyer for more than half my life, thirty-five years to be exact. In that time, I married and amassed a decent amount of wealth. I invested wisely, saved, and planned for the future. We lived a modest life and didn’t waste money. My husband never earned the kind of salary I did. When our marriage ended, he received more than half of my assets. It was well worth it to make him go away. I never wanted to see him again.

Now, three years later, I am working again, and I love what I am doing. I have a single client that treats me well. I am based in the state capital and live three hours away so I keep a small apartment close by. Much of what I do involves traveling and don’t spend much time in either residence. It does allow me to meet new people all the time. Occasionally, it leads to unrestrained sexual encounters, something that was missing from married life.

Yesterday, when I arrived at my office, I was asked if I could take a trip to Detroit. My schedule was clear with nothing special planned for this week so I wasn’t prepared to travel. It was going to be a brief trip, just two nights. I needed to represent my boss in a meeting with executives from one of the automakers and I would be back on Wednesday evening.

I quickly returned home, packed, and headed right to the airport. My assistant Jennifer booked me on a flight that was leaving in just ninety minutes so I had no time to waste. She printed my ...

... itinerary and I was off. Fortunately, I have TSA Pre-Check. The regular security line was long and I would have certainly missed my flight. As it was, I was the last passenger to board the plane.

Jennifer is great! She knows me well, booking me in First Class. There are no direct flights from Tallahassee so I had a stop-off in Miami. Fortunately, I didn’t have to change planes. Not bad for the last minute. Had I known about the trip before I left my home for the week, I would have had her book a nonstop out of Tampa. Oh well

She was my assistant for years before I retired. When I decided to go back to work, all it took was one phone call and within two weeks, we were a team once again. I love Jen. She is the closest thing I’ve ever had to a daughter. Even before I discovered I was bi-sexual, I always had a fantasy of the two of us hooking up. I do have a policy of ‘never shit where you eat’ so I never acted on my thoughts of her.

My seat was on the aisle, second row. The cockpit door was open and I was able to see the crew performing their pre-flight preparation. It was unusual, both pilot and co-pilot were female. In all my travels, that was a first. I found myself staring at them. The pilot was quite attractive. When I got a good look at the co-pilot, she was young and hot. My very active imagination immediately started to visualize the plane on auto-pilot and the two of them naked, having a lesbian love affair at 30,000 feet.

Before the plane pushed back from ...