Thin and Hot Air

A Sexual Fantasy

— By safadinha_rio

Sometimes in a complicated world there are simple moments.

I am flying back home from my ex boyfriend’s wedding at 5000 feet the air is thinner.

I am sitting in the emergency exit seat looking directly into the eyes of the flight attendant. We exchange looks for a few minutes and when the pilot turns off the seatbelt sign he stands up and I know exactly where to follow him.