Mile High Club

notices Maddie the flight attendant as I board the plane. What a gorgeous woman!!!! Took 3 tries to find my seat because I kept staring at her. I had to say excuse me to 2 different people I bumped into. I'm going to enjoy this flight.
 
Frank

While Eve was gone, the stew came by and I ordered chardonney for Eve and a gin and tonic for me. They had just arrived when Eve returned, and we had to juggle a bit getting her back into her window seat, but it sure felt good brushing against that cute ass when she stepped by me, with me holding the drinks in my hand so they wouldnt spill

Whewn she was seated, I handed her the wine, and we clinked glasses and drank a toast to each other - to tonight - and to the fuure
 
Michelle (Mikki)

OOC:

Michelle (Mikki) H
early 20's
States-born asian
the hairs long but dark brown, not black
petite, 100, almost a B cup
background is unclear

IC:

Well this was no way to make a non-chalant entrance to a jet liner.
Given my 'mission' on this flight I felt pretty ackward when they actually backed the damn Jumbo back to the jet port and re-opened the sealed door just to let little ol me in. This was not the way the pros do it Mikki, I cursed to myself, and you are ppose to be a pro right?
Still, maybe I would look natural, this being a flight to Japan and me being half Japanese, half Polynesian. Fat chance. The ruddy Irish looking guy was taking a cool, long look as I scooted in wearing my zip down the front leather mini dress, scooped low in the front and actual showing some cleavage (ok, with a lot of help from my miracle bra), and the hemline illegal in the lower 48 states. And the other guy, obvious hitting on the rich looking one, managed to detract his attention from her long enough for a glance (and was that a wink? gawd). She was a knockout, no wonder he was pouncing.
'Sit anywhere you please Miss H', the nervous looking stew says, 'anywhere in first class of course.' Do I see that 'look' in her eyes? how does a chick like me afford three grand for a first class tix to the Far East? Let her figure it out.
Collapse with a flop in the big chair that two a me could fit in. Making it look (I hope) like I could care where I sat, but picking the seat very carefully. Behind the rest of my first-classers and on the aisle.
'Can we bring you something?' the tall pretty one speaks.
We? thaz how my gynecologist talks to me. 'Perhaps some champaigne Miss?' her smile perfect.
'Fuck the bubbles babes, J&B neat, twist. And before we get to the west coast ok?'
Me trying to act the bitch. She keeps her perfect smile. That must be a hard hard job.
And I closed my eyes to wonder what my job was gonna be like.

OOC: I hesitate to put in a lotta stuff here since I am new, but I agree about the horrible thing with the crash in NYC yesterday. I have water in my eyes for all those loved people. I am flying to Jamaica this weekend, and whatever the cause a that crash turns out to be, I am going and enjoying, cause I was lucky to be born in a good country and not a bad one, and good fucking luck taking that away from me. (Fems, please wear short skirts and work at Red Cross blood drives, the guys juss line up. Smile.)
 
Ryan

Watching the woman across the aisle getting out of her seat. She removed her heels and was getting very close to the passenger next to her as she did manage to get ouzt of her seat.

I could him enjoying her being that close to her tremendously. I could not help but notice her wonderful body.

"I'll be right back, and if the stewardess comes by, will you order me a white wine?"

SHe disappeared into the back of the cabin and my eyes met hers. I did notice that she looked over to me when talking to the other passenger. I put as much charm into my voice as the late hour would allow.

"Hi my name is Ryan. I can hardly wait for your return. And be sure, your wine will be here for you when you return"

He did entertain to follow her to the back of the cabin. On impulse, he followed her a few feet behind as to not to make his aspriations too obvious.
 
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Eve

She finished in the bathroom and made her way back up the isle. she stopped next to her seats and smiled over to Ryan.

"Very nice to meet you Ryan, i am Eve." She didnt know what else to say, so she climbed back over Frank and seated herself.

"Thank you" She smiled and excepted her drink. They made a little toast, she sipped her wine and leaned back. The fasten seat belt sign chimed on. Setting her drink down into the holder, she fastened her belt, and sat back.

Her smile broadened. She made it! her Father wasnt coming for her. She smiled a little wider when she recalled her cell was in her overhead compartment. First class was nearly full by now.

"Do you have to return to your seat before we take off? Or you going to keep me company?" She didnt know what to make of him. And she wondered how long he was planning on chatting with her. It was a little odd, a married man sitting next to her. She smiled and picked up her wine. interesting things happen on flights.

She also wondered who Ryan was, His smile reminded her of someone she knew. But she couldnt place it. Maybe she seen him in the lobby of the airport or something.

"So tell me Frank what is interesting to do on this very long flight ahead of us?" She turned back to him with her question.
 
Frank

"If it is all right with you, I'd like to stay right here next to you!",I replied, as we sipped our drinks.

Then she asked what might be interesting on a long flight. All kinds of things entered my mind, but most of them had been fantacies of mine and had never come true. So, I said well- lets see what the movie is- maybe it migt be worth watching. Then,at this hour, maybe a little nap might be in order, lets see how it goes.
 
“Maddie, you will see the strangest things on a flight, believe me!” lectured Samantha.

I noticed for a brief moment there was a brief moment of guilt and lust in Samantha’s eyes. This girl has taken one too many restroom breaks, I thought as my lips fought it’s urge to curl up.

Hhmmmmm…I wonder who’s Samantha’s type.

The passengers? No way. She wouldn’t be one on those “wham, bam, thank you ma’m sluts. But you’d never know.

My guess is….a pilot! I did notice the backs of two pilots in the cockpit. From the sounds of their voices, the blond was the younger one, while the salt n’ pepper haired one was the older, more experienced one.

The first class passengers were arriving now. Standing back, I greeted each with my practiced smile and observed each one by one.

First was a tall strapping man with rugged handsome face. I noticed Samantha greeted him immediately with a warm familiar smile. I wonder if this is the guy Samantha was thinking about earlier. If he isn’t….it was obvious by the way he was watching her, he wanted her!

Next arrived a beautiful, classy brunette. More likely, an executive. As our eyes met, I can see she was someone who is used to getting her wish granted with a snap of a finger. I’m going to have to be careful with her.

Not far from the brunette was a blonde middle aged man. He had the look of the suburbia life. He probaly married his childhood sweetheart, has 2.5 kids, a Volvo and a BMW in the garage and looking for his mid-life crisis fling.

“Don’t just stand there Maddie, come help me.”
 
Eve

She quickly undid her seat belt and stood.
"switch me seats before we take off, i cant sleep next to a window." They hurried and swtiched seats. Once she got on the ouside, she opened the overhead and pulled out a blanket.
Eve sat back down, adjusted her skirts, and set the blanket next to her.

"A nap sounds good, and refreshing. And by all means, Stay. Since no one is behind us now i can finally recline back and relax. Ive been tense all freaking week." She redid her seat belt and put her chair back slightly.
"Will you wake me in a hour? i dont know if i will sleep at all, but i do need to rest and clear my head..."

She smiled over to Frank and set her glass into the holder.

Laying back, she closed her eyes, and tried to make all the noise go away.
 
Marko was beginning to wonder if the his co-pilot was ever going to come aboard. He got up very slowly from his seat and peered around the cabin door. Sam and Maddie we're still greeting the passengers that would soon be comfortably sleeping their way across the country at 33,000 feet while he delivered them to Los Angeles safe and sound
in exactly...he focused in on his watch...in exactly five hours and fifty five minutes.
He groaned...eternity.

Sam looked at him and smiled...
"Another bad night Cap?"
"A bad day Dearie...a bad day. Say can one of you gals round me up a gallon of black coffee and some V8?"

He tried not to appear as flat as he felt when he noticed several first class passengers looking at him oddly.
And under his breath...
"Where's me fuckin' 'Co' Maddie? I can't fly this thing alone."
 
Wow! Now that is an entrance! Another beautiful women joins the flight! I try to make eye contact with the Asian woman as she gets settled into the aircraft. I have a feeling I'm going to spend a lot of time with an uncomfortable tightness in my jeans this plane trip. There are a lot of exquisite women on this flight and there seems to be a underlying sexual tension in the air which seems to adds sparks to each eye contact. This could be a very interesting flight I think to myself as I look our new arrival up and down. No other word but ravishing comes to mind because that's what I'd like to do. Definite sparks in the air as eye contact happens!
 
Oh my god. My first day and chaos. Connor, our co-pilot is MIA and we're running late. Thank goodness the passengers haven't noticed yet.

I ran to the back and prepared a tray of hot coffee and V8 juice, just as the Captain had ordered.

Just before I entered the cockpit, I glanced down at myself. Blouse tucked in neatly. Skirt straight.

"Take a deep breath Maddie", I told myself. Remember what they told you at flight attendant school. Always remain calm and flash your pearly whites.

"Here you are Captain Marko...do you mind me calling you Marko?"

When I handed the coffee to him, it was the first time I was able to see the color of his eyes. Grey. A steel grey that have seen and tasted the world.
 
Frank

As she laid back in her seat. I pushed the armrests between us up into the backs so we were now in a loveseat for two. The blanket covered us both. I turned my bod toward her.With my hands under the blanket, It was all I could do to keep from fondling her and holding her, but I did snuggle up against her and held my arm lightly around her, hoping for better thiungs to come.

We hadnt even taken off yet and I knew the stew would make her put her seat back up before take-off.i wondered what the delay was, but holding her this way, I was quite willing to wait as long as necessary
 
Eve

She pushed off the blanket, and sat up.
"What is taking so long?" The wait was driving her nuts, she couldnt even rest completely. Worried her Father held up the plane. She picked up his arm from her lap and set it back by his side.
"Are you being forward Frank?" She didnt know if she should send him back to his seat, slap his hand, or climb on his lap and teach him a few lessons on playing with a stranger. She grabbed her drink and finished of the wine. She saw a stewardess coming down the isle. Eve motioned her over, and asked if she could please take the glass for her, she didnt know what else to do with it. She smiled warmly at the stewardess, and sat back again. The stewardess was a very attractive female, and her smile reached her eyes. Eve liked honesty more than anything, and that woman appeared on the up and up. She didnt give Eve that false smile that said i'd rather throw you off this plane look. eve turned her head a little, feeling eyes on her again.
"So what shall we do while we are waiting for take off? Play truth or dare?" She grinned at Frank, seeing if he took her bait.
 
Ryan

Watching Eve switching seats .. I admired her body as she snug under in under the blanket.

Her face seemed familiar indeed. Somewhere in my past I had run into this georgeous woman before. Somewhere in the past that is.

"Yale" - she was there the same time he was. She was daddy's pampered girl all the time. And even then she had a rebellious mind. That one night at the campus party. Hmmmmm, this CAN be an interesting flight after all

Turning to Eve he says "Hey Eve, do you still have that tiger tatoo ?"

Watching her turning her head in disbelief ....
 
Eve

Her eyes about popped out of her head.

"Y...Yeah.. I still have it? And just who are you?"

Her tiger tattoo was on her inner thigh, really high up. She turned fully in her seat to look over at Ryan. She was stunned, how did he know about her tiger tat? She looked down, her dress didnt go that high, even when she stood up and had to pull the dress down.

She franticly searched her mind, she knew she had seen him somewhere before but where was the missing key.
 
Turning fully to Eve. Smiling wickedly at her.

"The key you are searching for is Yale Eve. - The spring break party in the economics department"

"And your wonderful strip on stage" he added in a husky, low-key voice

Watching Eves's eyes lightening with rememberance and a trace of lustiness.

"You do rember that wonderful time of our brief but memorable time together ?"
 
Eve

She burst out laughing.
"Oh yeah I clearly recall that party, boy... was I bad that night...
Your Ryan Redman! I knew I knew you from somewhere. Wow.. Long time huh? How have you been?" She wasnt sure what she was supposed to say, she recalled alot of that night, and some of the things they all did. It was wild and uninhibited also.

She had climbed up on something that night, cranked up some music and slowly stripped down to her gstring and heels. Rebeling is what she thought of as an explanation now. Daddy ruled her life, and she was doing all she could to stop that. Here she was a few years later, still ruled by Daddy.

She leaned towards Frank "This is a guy I went to College with back in the day"
 
Frank

Tiger tattoo? truth or dare?

I couldnt resist!

Id already played truth with her- told her much too much about myself, but I'm just that way. I play the cards face up and let them fall where they may

So, when she suggested truth or dare, I said I dare you to show me the tattoo!
 
Ryan

Smiling back at Eve as she finally recalled that night and him.

"I have been doing great Eve, thank you - except that I spend most of my time in here. Really not the place many people thought I would end up in"

"How about yourself Eve ? How is life treating you ?" - replacing the little more agressive "Dad" that he originally planned with the word "life".

Thinking back at that wonderful night where she danced in front of him (and a few hundret other people) for the first time - She did put on a great show - where did she learn that ? The start of their very brief and rocky affair that had to end because dad would not approve of this guy that was not born with a sílver spoon in his mouth. He did not hedge a grudge against her, at least not anymore.

But her dad - well, that is another subject. And there is a plan in the making to get back at him. Little did dad know WHO really controlled the empire he controlled. Well, maybe after this trip he will be presented with the bill :)

Reaching forward to reach into Eve's hand - Running his small finger on the inside of her palm ... teasing her weak spot he knew so well. Slightly parting her fingers to caress the insides of her long shapely fingers.

"Say, where are you off to ? Are you just going to SF or can I enjoy your company all the way to Tokyo ?"
 
OOC...would anyone have an objection to me palying the Co-pilot as well so we can get this bird off the ground!
If Hammerton ever returns he can have the right hand seat back.
Unless you all want to sit at O'Hare all night?
 
OOC: Wow! You folks move FAST! I can see I'll have my work cut out for me on this one! :) But, just a note - I have jury duty tomorrow and won't be posting until evening. Sorry boys and girls, uh, er, passengers!

IC: Yes, I recognized him at once. How anyone miss him? Tall, athletic. Now, what was his name? As I scanned the passenger manifest, I spotted it. Yes, that's it Redman, Ryan Redman.

Passing by him, he orders his champagne, and I can see in his eyes he remembers me, but can't quite place me. I laugh a little as I walk away, teasing him ever so slightly.

First class is filling up quickly, and it looks as though there will be a handful. I watch as Maddie gets coffee to the pilot, and then my attention is drawn back to serving drinks and handing out blankets.

I was starting to worry slightly, when a buzz came in from the counter. Co-pilot just arrived, on his way down the tunnel. Whew! And not a moment too soon! Turning towards the cabin, I step up and lean in.

"Uh, Marko? Your partner's just arrived, he's coming now."

"Geezus, it's about time!"

As Marko turned back to the controls, the co-pilot rushed in with a quick hello and a smile. I looked at Maddie, and rolled my eyes.

"That one is always late - and he doesn't work well with Marko. Hang on, kid. It's gonna be a hell of a flight!"

Marko grumped out to prepare for take off before quickly slamming the door. Going along the aisle, Maddie and I help passengers prepare for take-off - putting seats up, stowing bags. Trying to get the middle-aged guy off of that gorgeous woman took a little doing, but he eventually gave in.

As Maddie went through the motions of showing passengers the safety features of the plane, I begin.

"Welcome, ladies and gentleman to People's Airlines flight from Chicago to Tokyo. We will be arriving in Los Angeles in approximately 3 hours and 54 minutes, and will be at Los Angeles for 2 hours before continuing on our way to Tokyo. We will begin our full beverage service as soon as we arrive at our cruising altitude. Please keep your seat belts fastened until the Captain has turned off the seat belt sign. We will be departing in just a few moments. Thank you for choosing People's Airlines."

Sitting behind the bulkhead with Maddie, we strap ourselves in as the plane circles around onto the runway for immediate take-off. As I sit I think of what this trip will have in store for all passengers.

Yes, it just may be a bumpy night.....
 
"Hammerton where the HELL have you been?"
the younger man slid into his seat.
"You look like hell Cap...tie one on?"

The 737 wheled slowly onto the runway...blue lights were flashing in the blackness, the big Airbus in front of them was rumbling and shaking, getting ready to roll. The flashing light on the tail sent sparkling knives through Marko's brain.
He groaned softly.

"You OK skipper?"
he mumbled something.
"Whadid you say skipper?"

The Airbus shot forward with an earsplitting roar. Their turn next.

"Whaddid you say?"
Hammerton yelled above the roar of their own engines as Marko opened the throttle levers.
"I said dON"T EVER CALL ME SKIPPER!"

The plane was shuddering as the big jets ratcheted up to max Nothing could be heard at all in the cockpit.
Marko took a quick look at his co-pilot who was in the process of applying visine to his clear blue eyes.
The goahead came down.
Marko grinned and released the brakes. The huge plane lept forward!

"OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Came the cry from the right hand seat. For the first time today Marko felt OK.
 
Ryan

Listening to Samantha's sexy voice as she makes the usual pre-flight announcements

Could he tell a little bit of sensual innuendo in Samantha's announcement ? The way she pronounced "gentlemen" just sent shivers down his spine. Samantha's cpice could do this to him. And she knew it, for chrissakes.

Still remembering her little teasing tug of her skirt - Teasingly explosing her inner thighs for just a aplit second.

Still caressing Eve's hand as I feel the plane being pushed back. Finally ! A little bit late but still - I did not mind.

The plane rumbling towards the runway he heard some agitated discussion in the cockpit.
 
Mike

Just as I finally gather my courage to talk to the beautiful late arrival to the plane I noticed the airplane begin to move. I take the opportunity to look back at her. I make eye contact and smile at her. My eyes drift down to her sleek body, and the shortness of her skirt. She is obviously confident in herself as noted by her outfit and her manner with the stewardess.

Damn! Why won't this plane get going so I can talk to this woman?
 
Eve

She smiled and let Ryan hold her hand, lightly brushing across her skin. He still knew where to touch her.
"Life is getting better, I work in Father's company now, Have control over more than he knows. Have my own home.. And i am now on vacation and going who knows where. I havent figured it out yet. I guess I could go anywhere" She let it drop off there
"excuse me a minute Ryan" she smiled and turned back to Frank.

"No.. no no no the game is truth or Dare, you just cant dare me without asking" She winked at him and laughed.

"Now you have to answer.. truth or Dare?"

She knew Ryan could hear their conversation, but after the things he seen of her, this was mild.

She looked over at Ryan again, and winked. She could cause alot of trouble when she got bored. Though she was far from bored she was on vacation and intended on having some wild fun.
"We're just passing time until we are able to move about the cabin. Why are you heading to Tokyo?"
 
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