It was the 2nd and longest leg of my trip back to my duty station. I had just spent 3 weeks at home after Harp Duty. 3 weeks had been enough seeing my family that I was ready to go back.

On this flight I was in the middle seat, I hate the middle seat. On the right was a man in his 50s and on my left was a man in his late 20's early 30s, at the time I was 22F. It was 2001 but April so nothing bad had happened yet. I wore one or those floral mesh shirts, the ones that were black and had flowers all over and you just wore a spaghetti strap tank underneath.

It was the middle of the flight and everyone was asleep including me. The man in the window seat had to go to the bathroom, I pretty much woke up when he was sliding past me. I looked down and my right breast had popped out of my tank, it was still under the mesh shirt but you could totally see it. I thought (omg girl what are you doing?) The guy in the aisle had a blanket on his lap. After I composed myself I reached down to get something from my bag and the guy getting out pulled the blanket off just enough you could see, the aisle guy had the blanket on because he was jerking off.

At first I was shocked then I was intrigued. I realized he had been jerking off to my exposed titty!! We made eye contact and he just kind of mouthed "sorry". I looked around and he started to close up shop, I said well you better finish and I took my boob back out, I pushed the blanket into a tent so it was blocking but I could still see it. He sprang back to full immediately. We were both getting excited because who knew when the other guy was coming back?

After a couple of minutes, I was getting scared and told him to hurry so I took the other boob out. About three strokes later he burst, then he said "help me". I think he wanted me to lick it off, but I was 22 and inexperienced so I just grabbed some napkins and cleaned him up then stuffed them and my boobs back in literally 30 seconds before other dude came back. I was still freaked out and then everyone just went back to sleep. The flight ended and we got out, aisle guy let me go ahead of him, when we got to the part where we had to wait in the main aisle he palmed my ass and said thank you, I just nodded slightly embarrassed. Then we got off the plane and that was it, I went on my last leg back to work. The closest I ever got to the mile high club. Would be nice to go all the way for sure.