Business trips can be boring, tedious, and tiring. Especially the “red eye” flights. This one started out as they all have in the past. At least this time, I got upgraded to first class. Just a perk of having flown so many times. New York to LA was a long flight, but it would be fairly comfortable.I saw her as she was greeted by the flight attendant. She was conservatively dressed in a skirt ending just above the knees, a matching blouse, and a jacket draped over her arm. Her dark hair was slightly curly and cascaded down over her shoulders. She turned to walk down the aisle, her eyes were searching for her seat. My breath caught slightly when she stopped and indicated she had the window seat next to me. As I got out of my seat to let çankaya escort her in, she removed her jacket, and folded it to place in the overhead. As she stretched to reach above, my eyes were drawn to the way her breasts pressed into her blouse. My attention was diverted by her head turning to me and her eyes met mine. A slight smile on her lips resulted in an embarrassed smile of my own. I had been caught and there was nothing I could do about it. Had she planned that?There was an awkward silence as we settled into our seats. Thankfully it was interrupted by the flight attendant offering glasses of champagne. I took 2 glasses and handed one to my new seat mate. “To a smooth flight.” I toasted. She rus escort smiled again as we touched our glasses and took the first sip. She had a beautiful smile.Her name was Lori and she was coming home after 5 exhausting days. After takeoff the cabin lights were dimmed to allow us to sleep, but we just chatted and flirted for a bit. Lori kept touching my arm as we talked, sometimes giving it a light squeeze. At some point she removed her heels, crossed her right leg over her left, and began kneading her foot. I said, “Lori, I give a great foot massage.” “I bet you do!” She turned to lean against the bulkhead, raised the armrest between us, and moved her bare foot to my lap. I took my time, massaging each eryaman escort toe one my one, the underside of her foot and then her ankle. I could visible see her relax under my touch. I moved my hand up to her calf, and massaged the muscle there too. I could also see her nipples pressing through the material of her blouse. Her foot turned back and forth in my lap, rubbing my stiffening cock through my pants. I spoke quietly when I said, “You give a pretty good massage with your foot too.” That made her giggle, and she rubbed my cock a little more aggressively. I looked around the cabin to see if we were drawing attention, but it was dark and quiet. It seemed as if everyone was asleep. Emboldened, I slid my hand up under her skirt, rubbing the inside of her thigh. Lori spread her leg out as much as her skirt would allow. It was just enough. I rubbed through her panties over her pussy. The material was already damp. I was able to pull them to one side and run the tip of a finger over her very moist lips.