Free The Seductress of the Skies (Erotica & sex Stories) by Mike Connors Page B

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months there. She went to a new restaurant just every weekend, in order to save
her money, and she had a pizza slice from a different pizzeria every day.
    Her time in Chicago was a memorable time, and it was certainly
special to her – because of its buzz and bustling activity, and its contrast to
the little town she had grown up in. However, it was nothing like what she
planned on experiencing with her new job as a stewardess. That was where she
expected to meet really esteemed, powerful men – up in the air and in the
exotic locales she traveled to on her flights. She was full of hope and wet
with anticipation when it came to the possibilities of what her new job would
bring. She had thought about this job since she had graduated high school. It
was going to be her ticket to bigger and better things, and she could always
come back and settle in Chicago as a receptionist when it was all over. She
could meet new and interesting men in the city of Chicago once she had ended
her career as a stewardess, and all the experiences she would have gathered up
would make her an ideal match for many of the wealthy, worldly men who lived in
Chicago. She was genuinely excited about all the possibilities laid open before
her.
    There was something genuinely erotic about her love of the
airplane though. The rumble of the private jet taking off always turned her on,
with 400 mph of phallic metal thrusting through the air, and then that feeling
of floating, of being high, of feeling the rush… it reminded her of orgasm.
    Eventually, her lease term ran out, and she joined the fleet of
the major airline she had lined up. She had excellent grades in high school.
She also put a lot of effort into the application. It had been a breeze to get
the job. While she found it fascinating at first, it wasn’t everything she had
hoped for, because one key element of her plan had been closed off to her.
    Shortly after working for the major airline for a couple of
years, she settled into the big city, into Chicago, and got a job as a
receptionist. She just couldn’t bear all the restrictions of the airline. She
never got a chance to have sex with any of the attractive, handsome men on the
plane. There was too much bureaucracy. There was too much ordinariness to her
job, and she had felt like maybe her aspirations and dreams of exploring the
world and meeting interesting men on airplanes was not going to work out. She
had decided to settle in Chicago for six months or so to give her time to line
up a job as a private jet stewardess. She knew that if she could get a job with
a private company that sent their flight attendants onto the private jets of
the rich and famous, she might have a better chance of fulfilling her
fantasies.
    It wasn’t long after settling into Chicago that she got accepted
for an interview with a private jet stewardess service. She would be sent out
onto private jets to offer her services as a flight attendant for the rich,
wealthy, and powerful – those rich enough to afford their own private jets.
    She had gotten a job with Big Flights, and the name was what had
attracted her to applying for the company in the first place. Certainly, she
only wanted the biggest celebrities, the biggest paychecks, and the biggest
you-know-what’s. She didn’t know what to expect, or what kind of clients her
employer would line her up. True enough, her job was just to be a stewardess,
not an escort, but she would look for every opportunity to take that level of
service to the next level with her clients. She just couldn’t resist the idea
of a big, powerful celebrity. Her hometown had been so boring, and she wanted
to spend her whole life making up for how awful it had been. She wanted to make
love to every big celebrity. She wanted to see every exotic locale –
destinations off the main routes of the major airlines. This was her dream job,
and she didn’t know what to expect. She kind of liked the idea of the surprise.
She was turned on by