The last place I expected to kiss a man was ten miles up in the air. Not that I expected to kiss a man at all—I am straight, after all. A 100% red-blooded heterosexual American male. But the man sitting next to me on this long-haul flight is testing my orientation. James is blazing hot and more than a bit flirty, and I'm going to have to spend another ten hours trying to handle the fact he turns me on. At least, that's what I thought. Joining the mile-high club sounds more fun than denying the attraction between us—and once the plane hits the ground, I'll go right back to being straight again. Or will a single hedonistic taste of this gorgeous, muscular man only leave me wanting more? This sizzling erotic short story is 7,000 words of exhibitionist, semi-public, rear gay action intended for 18+ readers only!