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Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: blin18, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

first time. She could no longer kid herself that she had ever had an orgasm before this experience; it was now embarrassingly obvious that she had mistaken ordinary vaginal muscle spasms for climaxes. It brought to mind stories she had heard that expectant mothers can mistake Braxton Hicks contractions for labour … until, that is, they actually went into labour and found out how monumentally mistaken they had been. Her discovery, she reflected with a smile, was considerably more welcome than labour pains. “Oh my God, thank you,” she breathed. “Is it always … that good?” asked Bob. “Not for me, it’s not,” said Vicky, smiling shyly. She was afraid it might never be that good ever again. Suddenly there was a crashing of the service trolley parking in the galley outside. Uh oh! How long have we been in here? A man’s voice drifted through the door, “Hey, where’s Vick?” Then Celeste’s voice, “Probably got lost. It’s a big plane for a rookie.” Laughter from both of them, then: “Oh crap, I left the water jug in the rear galley. Could you go get it for me please Daniel?” Vicky quickly disengaged from Bob and tidied them both up with tissues. “Quick, she’s giving you a chance to get out.” Wide eyed, Bob fumbled in the tiny space to pull up his shorts and pants, which were now almost dry, and escaped quietly past Celeste’s discretely turned back. With the space to herself, Vicky quickly re-dressed, tidied her hair and lipstick and stepped apprehensively out of the bathroom to face the ... music from Celeste. Celeste was waiting outside with a big cheesy grin. She leaned in close and whispered “Welcome to the Mile High Club, Vicky. You can pick up your membership card from the concierge.” ~~~ At the terminal in Coffs Harbour, Bob unbuckled his seatbelt and began making his way mechanically to the front of the plane. He was still in a happy daze, but was wondering whether he should ask to see Vicky again. He didn’t see how he could, though; the crew were lined up at the exit and farewelling passengers, he could hardly stop and ask for her number … not that he would have the courage to do anything so bold. He could see the captain at the head of the aisle and then heard Vicky’s voice from behind the bulkhead at the exit. “Oh, Captain, I forgot to ask: one of the passengers wanted to know our altitude today.” “Really?” he responded as Bob got approached the head of the aisle and saw Vicky around the corner. “Air Traffic Control moved us a bit higher than I would have preferred. About eight thousand metres or so.” Vicky smiled at Bob as he went past. “Good bye, Sir. I hope we see you next time you fly.” “Bye,” Bob said wistfully, smiling back. Reluctantly, he turned around and crossed the threshold onto the air-bridge. “Excuse me, Sir. You dropped something.” It was Celeste. Bob turned around and saw her pick up a business card. It wasn’t his, but Bob was a quick learner and trusted that Celeste was working in his best interests. As he dodged the passenger behind ...