As the flight rumbled on into the night and the sounds of the air conditioning and other passengers
As the flight rumbled on into the night and the sounds of the air conditioning and other passengers sleeping were all anyone could hear, Joanna quietly made her way back to the nervouse flyer in 28F and leaned forward from the aisle. “Can I get you anything? A drink? A Pillow?” she whispered. The man looked up, directly at her tits that she had so skillfully framed with her open blouse. His eyes widened, and he looked up at her eyes, forcing himself away from her cleavage. “Ex… excuse me?” he whispered cautiously. “Would you like something…” she whispered again with a smile, and then puckered her lips for a second before running her tongue along them, “ … something to, help you relax perhaps?” -- source link