Real life “I had sex with a fellow passenger”

Christine (36) flew business class from LA to home and she doesn't even dare to tell her friends what she was up to with her fellow passenger. 

“Oh, if I had heard this story from someone else, I would have immediately formed my judgment. Sex on the plane: definitely a no. And then also with a fellow passenger. As in: someone you didn’t know before you stepped onto the plane? Incomprehensible. And yet I did it.

Well okay, it might be a bit more nuanced for me. I had already met this man on the outbound flight. We were both in business class to LA. We were both traveling for work and started chatting. We had a drink and another and another. We talked about everything. The strange thing is that you sometimes feel much freer to tell everything to a stranger because you probably won’t see them again and your secrets seem safe. My mother had just passed away and I had been pushing that sadness away. He asked the right questions and suddenly a lot of sadness came out. Anyway, aside from the good conversations, nothing happened during that flight. But when I flew back six days later, I saw him again. He is quite an enterprising type so he arranged for us to sit next to each other in no time. Again, the stewardess spoiled us with delicious wines and we both talked about what we had done in the past few days. We turned out to have been to a lot of the same restaurants, but always just on different days. At one point, everyone around us fell asleep and the stewardess also retreated for the night. We had the idea to watch the same movie at the same time. I always do that with girlfriends and it’s really fun. The movie Beautiful Boy was intensely moving so off I went again. Tears. I kept wiping them away, but he saw it of course and took my hand to comfort me. Only… He didn’t let go. At one point, he brought my hand to his mouth and gave it a little kiss. After that, I think I placed my hand on his and then, oh, it sounds so silly when I tell it, I kissed his hand and then he kissed mine again. At a certain point, the sweetness made way for a very different feeling. I wanted to kiss and more than that. So I crawled over the ledge that stands between the two business class seats and just sat next to him. Between his legs, my back against his stomach. Still relatively ‘innocent’. He had his arms around my waist. You could sit like that around a campfire, right? Very slowly, he started to caress my arm with his fingers. I gently pushed my lower leg against his so that our skin touched. When he planted a soft kiss on my neck, I shivered. I believe I moved his hands towards my navel. And further. You can probably imagine what happened next, I think. Everything very softly and politely. At one point, I went back to my own seat, although I held his hand over the ledge. When we both grabbed our luggage, he kissed me long on my mouth. ‘I like you and I see you,’ he said. I hope that’s true, because we still have to check off a few things anyway and besides, it makes this story just a little less ordinary, don’t you think?”

In this unusual time, we asked people for their honest story. To avoid hurting others, Christine's name has been changed.