BECOMING A PRIVATE AIRLINE STEWARDESS – PT 3 – THE PILOTS

RE-CAP FROM PART 2:

After giving Lance, my new boss, a blowjob during my interview for the private airline stewardess position, we agreed to terms and I told him I’d submit my two-week notice the following day. I did that, and completed several more flights before my employment with the commercial airline came to an end. I had one final flight where Alan, my ‘layover buddy’, was the pilot. We were both flying solo, so we stayed together in his room during our layover for one last tryst before I moved on to the private airline job. He was disappointed to be losing his fuck buddy on layovers, so I paid extra attention to his raging hard-on in the shower at our hotel, culminating in a soapy reach-around handjob until he shot his wad all over the wall of the shower stall. Afterwards, we watched TV in his room as I stroked and sucked him until he was hard again. Then we lubed up my ass for some anal sex, which he loved. I let him pound his stiff prick in and out of my butt hole until he blasted a massive load inside me, followed by him passing out from exhaustion.

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The next day I grabbed a travel bag and drove over to the head office of my new employer where Lance had me pick the size I needed for the stewardess outfit I’d be wearing. I was a bit surprised at how risqué it was, but I liked it. It was essentially a tight fitting royal blue crop top, short-sleeved “jacket” made of light, stretchy material, with a single row of buttons down the front. The mini-skirt bottom was the same stretchy fabric and color, and was designed to hug hips and ass nicely.

Lance pointed to a changing room and said, “No bras, Lexy. And if you wear panties, only wear thongs,” which worked for me because that’s all I wore…..if I wore any at all.

I smiled at him and went into the changing room to put on my new uniform. I had ***********ed a larger top to cover my E-cup breasts, and a medium sized skirt for my hips and ass. I was impressed that the fit was spot on. And, since the material was thin and flexible, it was actually comfortable and I was able to move about easily. Without a bra on my tits bounced and jiggled quite a bit, but I think that was exactly what Lance had intended when he chose this design for his stewardesses.

When I came back out from the changing room, Lance smiled and nodded his approval. He reached out and squeezed one of my swaying boobs and said, “Perfect.