Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

Flight Fantasy: 1

Every red blooded American male has had, at one time or another, a fantasy about stewardesses. I am no different. This is not my fantasy, however this actually happened.

By the time I was 30, I had served my obligation to the military for my education and been married and divorced. About that time I was recruited by a small plastics company in Temecula, California whose boss/owner Leonard was this genius at plastics. He said he was going to build a company around some simple rules and he wanted me to help him.

Over the next five years the company grew 100% each year so we had to contract with plants in Taiwan and Sidney, Australia to help us keep up with the medical specialty plastics we were designing. Len gave me the nod and the title to manage the overseas production so I started the trips between LA, Taiwan and Sidney every month. I would fly to Taiwan, stay a few days, then off to Sidney for a few more, and then home. Because of the schedules and destinations the travel bureau had hooked us up with Quantus with a corporate account that gave us first class for the same price as full coach.

During this time I had met Donna, a lovely southern girl from Atlanta who had come to LA to seek her fortune as an actress. Her talent as a legal secretary was far superior to her acting talent so she finally settled for "extra" work on call and a steady paycheck. She would spend some nights at my place but there was something missing. I got the impression there was a level of desperation in her relationship with me. It gave me pause when I considered I was nothing more than a means to an end - something about a clock ticking.

On one of the flights on Quantus to Taiwan, the first class stewardess (alias flight attendant) was this stunning Eurasian named Cheryl Hiu, at least according to her nametag. She had this smile that lit up her face and dark eyes that penetrated without invasion. Her voice was silky and she had a natural laugh that was infectious. We casually chatted during the flight about mostly nothing important. She had a wonderful way about her. I kept thinking about her afterwards during my stay in Taiwan.

What a surprise when I got on the plane four days later and there she was again on the trip to Sidney. She smiled broadly at me and welcomed me by name. The plane was full so we didn't get much chance to follow up on our conversations.

During the next three weeks I couldn't get her out of my mind. Even when Donna and I were together or even making love Cheryl was on my mind. I had to do something about this soon. I am not an obsessive person by nature, but she was having the same effect on me as if I was. It was maddening - especially the fantasy dreams I was having. On the next trip to Taiwan she wasn't part of the crew and, to say the least, I was disappointed, but on the leg back to LA there she was. My grin must have shown how happy I was to see her. She apparently was pleased to see me as well. I got this big smile and some very attentive service for the flight.

She explained that there were three crews that worked that route and, depending what day I left would determine which crew would be in service. As the first class section was almost empty, after her first meal service she sat next to me and we got a chance to talk some more. She was intelligent and witty and absolutely dazzling. During the conversation she had turned toward me and her skirt rode up her legs and I had a hard time concentrating. They were toned and tanned to perfection. To make it worse, she would accent her speaking by touching my arm or my leg. Sometimes she let her hand linger, especially on my thigh. I reciprocated by lingering on her arm or shoulder. I'm a tactile person so my reaction was immediate.

"You sound a little off course tonight, everything OK" she asked about halfway into our talk.

"Oh, I am breaking up with my girl when I get back. I'm gone a lot, which isn't fair, and I think she is getting a little desperate." I don't know why I was saying this but she was real easy to talk to. I went on to explain more.

As she stood to serve the next meal, she said "She doesn't know what she is pushing away. You're awfully nice."

said it wasn't something she should do, besides I was on the rebound. I asked her to think about it and gave her my card on which I wrote my home telephone. "The cell number works anywhere in the world if you feel you want to talk." I added. All I got was "Thanks!" When I asked for her telephone number she politely refused.

would have it she was on my next flight to Taiwan a

and that tremendous smile. I was one of three people in first class so we had plenty of time together. She came and

it with Donna?" she asked. I couldn't believe she remembered her

He was diagnosed with cancer. She also said she wanted to think about our relationship and couldn't do it in her current location - too many distractions. So I guess it doesn't go at all. Truthfully, I'm not sorry. Single has been great for the last couple of weeks. The word got out to her girlfriends. If those

said with a smile that would boil an egg. "Find anybody interesting?" Curious

have an awful time getting her to connect - even for something as innocuous as coffee or dinner. She is gorgeous, talented, smart, has a good job that she loves and I think she is open for a relationship.

good-looking guy, smart, successful and outgoing. Just be persistent and

"How would they know?"

enough girls that are very willing very early. Some are

can you give me

you meet her there. That way she can get up and leave at any time. Maybe she'll feel

a pretty amazing woman and I really want to

responded with a

is your favorite

talking

to get you out of my mind so I figure there is something important that I need to pay attention to. I'd like to know you better and

this is no pickup line.

staying in Taiwan?" she asked in