Page 47 of Totally Opposed

“Good, they haven’t been out to watch a game yet, but Mum swears she puts it on the telly for Granny. How about you? Have you been back much?”

“Not as much as I’d like. Don’t get me wrong, I love living in the US, but it can get lonely sometimes not having family close by.”

“I get that.”

“Dad retired a few months back, and he’s already driving Mum up the wall, and me little brother Donny is engaged to some girl he met down the pub only a few months back, so I guess I’ll be headed home for a wedding before long.”

Duckie barrels past us and rushes into the standard bathroom.

“There’s always one on every flight,” she sighs. “Poor lad, I’ll get him some ginger tea.”

“I doubt it will help. Duckie’s always hated flying. You might want to leave a few extra sick bags on his chair, though.”

“Will do. Well, hun. If you need anything at all, just press ya button.”

“Cheers, Lorna.”

She pats my shoulder and heads towards the bathroom where Duckie is hurling up whatever he has left in his stomach. I didn’t see him eat much at the dinner, but he did polish off a few drinks, probably trying to steady his nerves about taking this flight.

I distract myself by scrolling through social media on my phone, but I keep thinking of how I could have had Alan before we got on the plane and I stupidly chose dinner with the guys. What was I thinking? I crane my head back to look at him and he smiles my way, stretching his arms above his head. I could have had those arms wrapped around me. Urgh, this flight is going to be torture. How long is it again? Maybe I should try to sleep like Tim? I close my eyes, but my mind throws the memory of Alan’s mouth wrapped around my cock and I open my eyes. I guess sleep is out of the question. My cock is at half-mast fromjust the memory of him. Maybe I could go take care of this in the bathroom once we take off?

Orrr, maybe I could get Alan to join me in the bathroom and then I can take care of him? But Airplane bathrooms are small. Oh, but not in first class. Not that I have been in first class, but Lorna shares videos on her socials of the different amenities on flights and the first class bathroom is big. It has a bench and a shower, aaaaand I don’t know why I am thinking about the first class bathroom. I’m sitting in economy plus.

The engines kick in and as the plane picks up speed and starts to tilt, my mind is thankfully on getting us in the air and not on Alan’s beautiful mouth on my cock. But the second we are stable, back the memory comes.

I spot Lorna talking with another passenger ahead of me and an idea comes to mind. I mean, it is probably a long shot, but if I don’t ask, I have zero chance.

I reach up and press the call button. She finishes up with the passenger and heads my way.

“What can I get for yah, hun?”

“I was actually wondering, and like, I totally get if you can’t, but what are the chances I could get a look at the first-class bathroom? I saw that video you took on your page, and it looks amazing. I’ve never showered on a plane before.

She laughs.

“Yeah, me neither.”

“I mean, it’s okay if I can’t I just thought I would ask.”

She looks up the aisle towards where the other staff are chatting between the sections.

“I can’t make any promises, but let me see what I can do,” she says, and she heads up the aisle.

I’ve almost given up hope when the lights start getting turned down and people are settling back in their chairs to try to get some sleep, but then Lorna comes over and crouches beside me.

“I’ve booked a time slot for a shower at half past twelve. I’ll come and get you when it’s time and show you where it is, okay?”

“Oh, my god that’s amazing,” I whisper back, trying not to disturb the other passengers. “Cheers. You won’t get into trouble, will ya?”

She shakes her head. “No, first class is surprisingly empty. Besides, you’re not taking a seat, just using the bathroom.”

“I’ll be back when it’s time.”

I look back to where Alan is sitting. He isn’t asleep either, and he’s looking my way as he mouths what I am pretty sure is, “What was that about?”

I really didn’t think Lorna would actually be able to get me into the first-class bathroom, but I totally chickened out asking if I could bring a friend. How creepy would that be? She would have to know what we would be doing in there. So now I just have to figure out how to get Alan in, too.

I’m a bundle of nerves as I watch the clock counting down the minutes until Lorna comes back to get me. When she finally arrives at my side to collect me, I practically jump from my seat.

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