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Chapter 8 by TheDespaxas TheDespaxas

"Ladies and Gentlemen , this is your captain speaking, welcome aboard flight 765....."

sleeping in the clouds.

Mackenzie woke up suddenly, she was feeling cold air on her pussy. The seatbelt had bunched up her dress in her sleep, the hem now at her mid tighs.

She quickly adjusted it. She remembered where she was and why she was wearing only one item of clothing which made her blush. Seeing her awake the very fat passenger made her get up again to go to the bathroom (for the third time, never drink that much before going on a plane.)

It is difficult because of the seat of the lady in front of you reclined to the maximum.

The kid behind her is now occupied playing a videogame on his phone and his mother gave up on chatting with the tall man (he is going to meet his husband at the resort for a second honeymoon, he was on a business trip and they had to take separate flights.)

She was firced to stand in the aisle while the man was in the bathroom, as she needed to go too.

After doing her business (after cleaning the awful mess the man left in there) she sat back on her seat just in time for the stewardess bringing breafast.

The third passenger on her row by the window is a short old asian man and was sleeping since the plane took off, he just grumbled something and closed his eyes again.

Her neighbour was complaining about the amount of food in the breakfast and demanding more of it. During the argument about the supplement to pay for a second breakfast the plane began to shake. Suddenly the seat of the lady on the front seat reclined itself, making the tablet fall. Orange juice, raspberry jam, butter and chocolate spread got plastered on the front of her dress.

"Oh my goodness! Quick remove your dress I'll try to salvage it at the sink in the kitchen." Said the stewardess .

" hum I can’t remove it." Mackenzie replied.

"What? But it will be ruined and you can't sit with food driping from you. No one will mind you sitting in your underwear after such an accident." She replied.

"I can't ! The TSA took my underwear, this dress is all I am wearing! Anyway I couldn’t remove it sitting there without spreading food everywhere." She replied , her dress now absorbing the juice, the stain spreading.

"Oh we often have one of those. I have an idea." She said, running to the kitchen and coming back with some hand towels, a bottle of water and a wool blanket.

"Ladies and Gentlemen it is your captain speaking. Please note that the young lady on seat 9C had a little accident, she is wearing a dress that she must remove and has no underwear. For the confort of all please refrain from looking at her while she stands naked in the aisle. Have a good flight, we will land in about 4 hours." Said a voice over the speaker.

"See it's alright, I will clean you with those and you will have the blanket." Said the stewardess, showing the towels.

Not a paif of eyes in the plane isn't looking at seat 9C now and lot of phones are held up.

Unwilling to strip but conscious that loosing her dress woild be worse Mackenzie stands in the aisle. The stewardess helped her strip gathering the food in a towel.

She used a wet towel to clean off the orange juice on her stomach and tighs insisting on the area between her legs that while dry and clean at the time didn't remain so very long.

Taking her time as the passengers enjoyed the show she dried her with another towel. During the process she hznded things to Mackenzie making her unable to cover.

She then struggled for more than a minute to open the plastic package holding the blanket before making her wait aside to clean her seat and the floor bellow it.

Finally able to sit back, Mackenzie began to put the blanket on her.

"Miss you have to put you seat belt under the blanket for security reasons, you won't be able to secure it in case of emergency. " she instructed, taking the blanket until she was sure the passenger was secured.

Her face now as red as her hair , Mackenzie draped the blanket over her.

Putting it that way leaves a gap and fro the side you could see her tighs and the side of her butt under the armrest.

The stewardess gathered the dirty towels, the package from the blanket and her dress before starting to give away the rest of the breakfast trays.

After she is finished she disappear in the small kitchen.

Mackenzie worried waited for half an hour without any news. Holding the blanket over her boobs is hard and it kept slipping down.

She decided to push the red button on the overhead to call a stewardess.

what news from her dress?

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