Snapshots of Desire ✔ [Completed]

The Mile High Club

Summary : Daya’s wife, Shreya, is afraid to fly. In an effort to ease her distress, he seduces her into having sex with him on the plane, making them the newest members of the infamous Mile Club.

   **Plot suggested by AngellicSoul**

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The plane was cruising at an altitude of 35,000 feet. For the most part, the ride had been very comfortable, smooth, and uneventful, which was a good thing since any sort of turbulence would've probably made Shreya sick. Shreya was already a nervous wreck taking this plane ride with me, and the last thing I needed was a puking Shreya too.

My wife, Shreya, absolutely hated to fly. She complained about anything and everything related to flying-airports were always too crowded, the lines were too long, everyone was rude, the cost was outrageous, the airplane food was bad and that's if they even bother to serve it any more, and airlines can hold you hostage. These were always the excuses she thought of to get out of having to fly. The truth was Shreya actually had a fear of flying, although she would never admit to that.

She showed all the signs, the mere mention of planes caused her stress. Of course, since she didn't believe she had a problem in the first place, any sort of therapy was out of the question.

It's kind of ironic really since Shreya was a natural explorer by heart, stemming from the fact that she grew up in the very small, logging town Washington. Until I'd met her, I had never even heard of the town. I'd been there, and I would've wanted to see what was beyond that small town also.

One of her passions has always been to learn about other places in the world. I think the travel channel was about the only thing she watched on TV. She would constantly check out books from the library about travel and other destinations, foreign countries made her eyes alight more. Shreya’s eyes always filled with wonder whenever she read about then visited a new locale. However, if you can't get there by car, bus, boat, or train, which was how we managed all of our previous trips, then she wasn't going there. It upset her greatly whenever she thought about the short list of places she'd love to go visit, but would never get to, and she complained about that as much as she complained about having to fly to those places.

Being on this plane right now would only be Shreya's second time to fly in her entire life, although she has managed to visit many destinations already by alternative means of transportation. Her first flight experience was when she was a very young child, around two or three years old. Everyone, except Shreya, thinks that she must've had a traumatic experience on that plane ride somehow, which manifested into her fear of flying; however, neither Shreya nor her parents can remember anything particularly unusual or traumatic about that trip. I'm sure news of plane crashes and the terrorist attacks over the years didn't help things either.

Ever since we'd been together, I felt helpless as to how to help her. She refused therapy because she didn't feel she had a problem. In truth, she probably would've gone on perfectly fine with her life without ever having to fly, but I knew that it was an unrealistic expectation. I suppose I enabled her passiveness about flying by allowing us to travel through the other avenues, no matter the cost or time it took. I could see the longing in Shreya's eyes whenever she read about or saw advertisements for distant places that we could only reach by plane, and I had tried to use the allure of visiting those places as a way to get her on a plane and face this fear of hers head on, but to no avail.

The only reason we were on this plane now was due to the brilliance of Abhijeet’s younger sister and Shreya's best friend, Purvi. Purvi planned a destination wedding to Hawaii, which is where we are headed now. Purvi being Purvi, simply stated that if Shreya had an aversion to flying then she would just have to get over it, since there was absolutely no way we were going to miss her wedding, and there was no way Shreya would have it anywhere else. To further ensure that we wouldn't skip out on her dream wedding, Shreya and I were made the Matron of Honor and the Best Man.