The Best Flight Ever
Date: 10/21/2023,
Categories:
Lesbian
Author: Darlene69
... the gate, a flight attendant named Hector asked, “Would you care for a drink?”
My meeting wasn’t until the next morning. “Absolutely. What kind of Bourbon do you have?”
“For our First Class passengers, we serve Buffalo Trace.”
I smiled. “Perfect. On the rocks please.” Damn, I love First Class. A cocktail before we even leave the ground.
The cockpit door closed and Hector went through the safety and emergency procedures, seat belts, flotation device in case of a water landing, and oxygen mask, I could recite it myself. Within minutes we were in the air. As the plane leveled off, he was back with a second cocktail. I didn’t even have to ask. Flying like this makes the time pass quickly.
We had a quick turnaround in Miami and we were in the air once again. The crew remained the same. Hector came around once again offering refreshments. All I had to do was nod and Buffalo Trace appeared. As I brought the drink to my lips, I started to feel the effect of the drink. I was tired to begin with and now the 90 Proof refreshment is working like a tranquilizer.
About thirty minutes into the flight, the cockpit door opened. It was the pilot. Our eyes met, and she acknowledged me with a smile and a nod, then stepped into the small lavatory next to the service area. There goes my imagination again. I wanted her to go down on me in that little room. I squirmed in my seat and I could feel my panties getting damp.
I stood up and waited to use the lavatory next. She ...
... opened the door and we came face to face. Her uniform shirt was straining against her bra. The slight outline of her nipples was visible. I wanted to reach out and touch her but, I controlled my urge. We exchanged smiles, she went back into the cockpit and I entered the lavatory.
When I returned to my seat, Hector signaled to me, making a drinking motion with his hand, asking if I wanted another.
I gave him a thumbs up. My third bourbon appeared.
The pilot made an announcement. “We will be starting our descent into Detroit Metro Airport. The weather in Detroit is cloudy and a balmy thirty-seven degrees. We will be on the ground on time and at the gate in about twenty minutes. This Dallas-based crew wants to thank you for flying with us today.”
My cup was empty as the wheels hit the runway. After three drinks, I was feeling pretty good. When we pulled up to the gate and the door opened, I was the second person off the plane. As I was leaving, Hector opened the cockpit door.
I glanced into the cockpit and addressed the two women. “Thank you, captain, great flight.”
She turned and said, “It was our pleasure.”
I turned to Hector. “Thank you, Hector, you made this a very pleasant flight.”
The airport is not very large. It only took several minutes for me to walk to where the hotel shuttle vans pick up customers. I waited for the van to the Courtyard by Marriott just outside the airport. It was only a two-minute wait when the van pulled to the curb. The driver ...