So I’m a F/O (first officer) for a well known airline. (The name of which, couldn’t be used to describe any of us….)
Recently I was on a flight to the States with a crew that I mostly knew. The Captain is an old friend but we’d not flown together for some time and we had a 3 day layover to catch up over some beers while we were there.
There was one member of the crew I didn’t know. A woman a little older than I, in her early 40’s. Very striking to look at, raven black hair, blue eyes and a body that she clearly kept in good order. She was chief steward for the flight and as such she’d be the one to look after us on the flight deck.
We had a quick brief as we were doing pre-flights but she was clearly experienced and didn’t need too much of a brief so it was very…. Brief….
On the climb out, we indicated that seatbelts could come off and normal service could begin. It was at this point the captain said he needed the toilet, so the aforementioned woman, let’s call her Gail, had to come up to the flight deck and sit with me. (Air law these days after a certain hideous incident)
Being a fairly outgoing person, and the fact she made my cock twitch every time I saw her, I attempted small talk. I asked where she was from, all I got in response was Surrey. I then asked where abouts in Surrey as I’ve lived there myself in a previous life. Epsom, came the one word answer. I was a little disheartened for a number of reasons, firstly this was excruciatingly awkward and secondly I realised we weren’t going to be exchanging any bodily fluids on this layover.
I noticed she was wearing a wedding ring and figured she was just a devoted wife.
There’s also the very real possibility that she just wasn’t interested.
Anyway, thankfully the captain returned and she left the flight deck.
I didn’t say anything and he quizzed me on what had just happened (he knows my type and knows she fitted the bill perfectly) I simply explained she seems rather uptight and although I was very attracted to he, it was clear this wasn’t reciprocated and the flight continued to blur into the other 1000’s of uneventful flights. Aside from the banter that myself and my old friend exchanged during the flight. (Thankfully they only listen to voice data if there’s an accident)
So we get through security and we’re on our way to our hotel in the airport transfer. Already getting into some of the pilfered booze from the flight (it’s amazing how much booze gets broken by “turbulence”) obviously we don’t indulge until after we’re through security and away from the airport.
It was on the shuttle we were all having a giggle, aside from Gail who was glued to her phone. I thought I’d make a second attempt to break the ice, at this point I just wanted her to join in the fun as she’d be flying back with us in a few days.
I offered her a drink, which she declined but while I offered it to her, she moved in her seat a little revealing the lace of her stocking top. I must have allowed my eyes to linger there longer than I should as when I looked back up she was looking directly into my eyes. I’d been caught perving…. The corners of her mouth rose a little into a wry but knowing smile. I couldn’t help but literally shake inside a little. She had totally disarmed me in a second. As I sat back down, I noticed a little more of display and wasn’t sure if this was intentional or not.
Soon enough we were at the hotel, it was a lovely place, nice bar, pool, all the amenities you’d expect from a typical American resort hotel. We checked in and got our room numbers and dispersed planning to meet in the bar after freshening up and changing.
Turns out myself and Gail were on the same floor (I know, shock!) after a silent journey in the lift we were walking along the corridor trying to find our rooms, hers was a few down from mine on the opposite side. Gail then said “sorry I didn’t catch your name?!” So I told her, she then asked if she could have a word with me.
Usually when a woman of that temperament says that to me, it’s usually because I’m in trouble. So I agreed and she invited me into her room, I threw my bags into mine and followed her into hers.
She immediately and very sternly asked if she was going to have a problem with me, oh shit, I thought, was she going to report me for something?! Had I overstepped any boundaries?!
My mind was racing, all I could muster as a retort was “I’m sorry? In what way?”
She said “I noticed the way you looked at my stocking tops. So am I going to have a problem with you?”
I realised that if she made a complaint that my career would be in the firing line, I began to push back a little… I said “Ok look hang on a moment here, what exactly are you trying to accuse me of here? Yes I did notice you’re wearing holdups, you caught me unaware somewhat, but I don’t see how that constitutes any wrongdoing!”
While I was desperately trying to defuse what in my mind was rapidly becoming a situation of substantial gravity, I hadn’t noticed but she’d unzipped her skirt and allowed it to fall to the floor. She simply asked “do you like them?”
So there I am, in her hotel room, my head spinning from what I may have been accused of, then I notice that she’s actually taken her skirt off and revealed her glossy natural holdups for me to clearly see. Gail was also wearing sheer knickers that left nothing to the imagination.
Needless to say I was absolutely lost for words.
I didn’t know wether run, kiss her or pass out. Before I got the chance to do any, she said “now let’s see what you’re hiding under there” she was looking directly at my crotch. Utterly mesmerised I found myself undoing my belt, Gail stepped closer and helped me with it.
Almost in one movement, she had my boxers down and she was on her knees.
I looked down to see my now hard cock deep in her throat and those piercing blue eyes looking up at me.
Gail proceeded to work my cock with her hands and mouth in a manner that would make a pornstar blush. I’m ashamed to say that the situation meant that I was close within a minute, I asked her to slowdown as I really wanted to taste her pussy and feel how it felt around me.
She must have known I was close as this seemed to encourage her and I shot my load in her mouth. This again didn’t stop her, she seemed to then redouble her efforts and extended my orgasm only further.
Now I really was in danger of passing out as she expertly drained every drop out of me. She then stood up and I went to return the favour only to be stopped in my tracks.
Gail said “no no no, everyone will be waiting for us, go back to your room, shower and change, then we’ll meet in the bar. Oh and if you breath a word about this to anyone, I’ll make sure your career is over. If you can keep a secret, then you can have this…” she grabbed my hand and put it between her legs, she was so wet my finger just slipped inside her with absolutely no resistance and her eyes rolled back in her head as I did. She then pulled my hand up to her mouth, sucked her juices from my finger, kissed me so I could taste her juice and my cum together, then pulled my trousers up and literally pushed me into the hotel corridor.
My head was spinning, my cock was throbbing, I had no idea what year it was let alone the day….
Obviously my keycard must have fallen out of my trousers during the frivolities as suddenly the door opened and it was unceremoniously thrown at me.
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