The Last Flight Chapter 13 - Sex Stories

The Last Flight Chapter 13

... with,” he said, “Whenever you are able to come back I will be here.” He stepped from the ambulance and waited whilst the two nurses helped me down onto the tarmac. It was a slow, arduous process trying to get down the steps with one leg and two crutches but with their support I was, at last, on the ground. At the steps to the cabin, the crew were waiting, smiling. “Miles, John!” I exclaimed, instantly recognising the pilot and co-pilot, “and Pamela, what are you doing here?” Pamela Barnes, the cabin crew training officer, was smiling as broadly as anyone. “I had to come, Karen,” she answered, “I always knew you were a good Stewardess from the moment I met you and you have proved me right over the years so, here I am.” She put out her arms to embrace me and I hobbled forwards to accept the ultimate accolade from the one person I had always looked up to. “Look at you,” she said, standing back and looking me up and down, “After all you have been through you still look so smart. I am very proud of you.” Both the Captain, Miles Henderson and his first officer, John Wilson, ...

... stepped towards me and each hugged me. There was silence for a moment until Miles said: “I am so sorry about Eric and Bob.” “Me too,” I whispered sadly, “They were good friends.” “Come on,” he continued, “Let's get you on board and then we can load the passengers.” I took one last looked at the polished airframe the began to hobble towards the steps. I gripped the safety chain to haul myself up to the first step but my legs didn't want to move. I clenched my teeth and with all the strength I could muster I slowly, aided by the two nurses, pushed myself to climb up, drawing the crutches up beside me. The second step was more difficult but I managed. Pamela was waiting patiently in the doorway, reaching out her hand as I drew near, to take one of the crutches and to support me as I struggled with the last step into the cabin. I stood for a moment, just inside the door, catching my breath and allowing my screaming muscles to relax before taking the last few steps to my seat... seat Twenty-five! She took my elbow to gently guide me but I didn't, no, couldn't, move! To be continued...