There we were, newly married and on our way to a romantic honeymoon in the "Chinque Terra" of Italia, a beautiful alternative to the French Riviera with a nude beach, mountains, and crystal clear water. Sitting next to my beautiful wife who stands 5'9" 130lbs with short brown hair and eyes that change colors depending on her mood, I fall into a deep gaze as...
The two men relaxed in their own post-orgasmic silences for a few minutes. Mike couldn't avoid staring at the three Business Class beauties going about 'normal' stewardess duties: preparing the bar, preparing a meal, and dancing in their underwear, apparently. "Jo." John motioned for the ebony flight attendant to come over. As she strode across the cabin, M...
(This is my first attempt at Celebrity/Fan fiction, let me know what you think.) *** With my job I do a lot of flying. And if I can, I prefer to do my flying at night, on Red Eye's. The airports aren't as busy. Most everyone on the plane is sleeping, or attempting too, so you don't have to worry about holding a conversation with anyone. And, if I'm lucky e...
Finally, we were going to visit Australia. For years my wife and I had been planning this trip. We'd promised ourselves that one day we would go "down under." Now at last we were on our way. For Christmas my parents had given us two first-class tickets on QANTAS, the Australian airline. From Los Angels it was a 14-hour flight, so the first class seats were...
Thanks to Jon B 1969 for the edit. The avatar was no mere beauty. She was a work of art, a goddess made from light. "Holy shit!" Dick exclaimed. The hologram beamed at him with a stunning movie star smile and opened her luscious bee-stung lips. "Hello Captain Ransom," she greeted with a voice coated in honey. "I am Virginia Hansen, master program and proxy...
It was one of those long boring flights that James seemed to be spending his time on while he travelled round the world. He sighed as he tried to get himself comfortable in the Qantas economy passenger seat. He glanced up as someone passed him by in the dimmed cabin lights. His brown eyes couldn't help following the stewardess' stocking clad legs with the se...
[A/N: This is a sequel in spirit to one of my other stories, Two Views to a Bus Ride] The panels on the luggage compartments rattled and the seatbelt sign lit up. I loved turbulence, and I loved these small turboprops that get thrown around like a child's toy. My heart stopped as the plane sank rapidly, but not because I was afraid. --- The lights flicker...
Chapter 4 (of 7) -- Danny reports to Chief Stewardess Julie Davies. Danny Dawson, an eighteen-year-old school leaver with no job or training to go to upon his leaving education, was reporting to the location of his 'placement'. Under the recently elected Authoritarian Female Party government's Work Motivation Programme, placements were being assigned by...
{Like happens so often, there really is no catagory that fits well the writings I offer, but I am an old man now, soon to be 70. So "mature" is what I use. The year here is from 1965.} +++ So many times as a child, then a young man, I walked the few short miles down to the small hill. There was a tall chain link fence at the bottom of the hill, I could ha...
Chapter 1 To everyone else, this was an average Friday, the end if yet another week of work. But to her, it is the beginning of a new chapter. She is going to meet him. To him, this Friday brings yet another airport- coach tickets and baggage claims and touchy feely security guards. After most of these trips, he's ready to get home to his own bed, but this...