A recent study asked college students to use a hand-held clicker to track the number of times they had sexual thoughts over the course of a day. When the results came it, the study showed that men think about sex about twice as often as women (the median number of sexual thoughts for men was 18.6 and for women it was 9.9; when they looked at the average number, for men it was 34.2 and for women it was 18.6). I was surprised the difference wasn’t greater. This made me realize that I should let my mind wander more, and see where it would go.
With that in mind, I was recently on a 5 hour cross-country flight. After eating something and doing some work, I leaned back in my seat and started to think about the Mile High club. In particular, I wondered about how strangers ended up hooking up during the course of the flight and having a torrid sexual encounter in mid-air. Looking around the plane, I noticed a fairly good looking man across the aisle and up two rows from me. We both had aisle seats but, since I was behind him, I knew he wouldn’t have noticed me so I felt safe to start watching and fantasizing about him. I leaned back in my seat and, with a small smile playing around the corner of my mouth, I wondered what I might say and do if I wanted to get him to follow me to the bathroom. [To be clear – I didn’t have any intention of acting on this – but was curious about what it would take to send the signal and engineer this type of encounter.]
Here’s what I came up with:
A subtle approach – lightly touching his arm the first time I walked past, and then making a bit of small talk and smiling and flirting with him as I walked back to my seat. (a fun first step, but no chance this would lead to unabandoned sex in the bathroom … back to the drawing board)
Getting closer – noticing an empty seat beside him, I could ask if he’d mind if I sat there because there was something wrong with my seat (snoring seatmate, broken TV, etc). I’d tell him not to bother getting up, and would brush my ass across his thighs as I slid into the seat, giggling. I could let my skirt ride up my thighs a little, and start chatting with him. The trick would be moving the conversation to sexy topics, and then following through. (opens up the door … may work, but have to be sure not to lose my nerve)
Very forward – So, I might start with 1, then move to 2, and then figure out how to close the deal. I’m thinking that I brush against him to go to the washroom, and when I come back, I slip my lacy thong into his hand and whisper in his ear that it was getting too wet, and that it would probably just get in the way. I ask him if he’d like to join me in the bathroom because I’ve got something I’d like to show him. (bingo!)
When the announcement came on that we were landing, I was jolted out of my fantasy. I must admit I started to blush and looked around to see if anyone had guessed what I was doing. Safe with my secret, I’ve now found a great new way to pass time on those long flights.