The speedy fingers, shifting her weight from one leg to the other, and the horny memory did exactly what she needed. At thirty-eight thousand feet, she had an orgasm. The redhead raised her free arm to her mouth and bit down on the flesh near her wrist to keep from crying out. After the orgasm faded, Jackie made her way back to her seat. The flight attendant glanced at her but tried not to stare. They knew from experience people hated to be bothered after leaving the restroom. Regardless of the reason. So, Jackie was left alone for the remainder of the flight.

The jet landed at San Francisco International...