First Class Fun

It is 1am on a Saturday morning and John is relaxing in his first class seat on his flight back to the States. After having spent 2 months in Europe his 6feet 7inch body is not only worked out, but tanned as well. His brown hair have been bleached a bit by the sun and grown so they fell around his face, and all in all he looked like a totally laid back surfer guy, who should rather sit in economy than first class.

The only reason he could afford this flight so easily, was that his dad worked for the airline company, which hadn't only gotten him a cheap flight and hotel in Europe, but also preferred treatment by the stewardesses on both flights.

The women on his flight back were particularly hot, there was one tall stewardess in her mid-twenties called Jane M., with auburn colored hair and eyes and perky breasts about cup-size B as far as John could tell. She had tantalizing long legs and wore extremely thin nylons to cover them and heels with virtually no height so she wouldn't seem to tall.

The other, Kathy C., was about the same age though a bit smaller but compensated for this by wearing high heels so she stood nearly as tall as the other one. She had long hair, which she wore in a ponytail that reached down to her shoulder blades and blue eyes. Her breasts were a bit bigger than those of her brown-haired colleague but she wore the same size uniform and you could see them straining against it.

The uniforms they wore were identical, a blue blouse and a skirt, that ended above their knees, with high heels to complement them. Kathy had bare legs and if you didn't look closely you'd think Jane had too and John wondered if they enjoyed showing themselves off a bit because the air-conditioning sure wasn't that warm even in first class.

The flight was rather empty, and except for John and the stewardesses, there were only three other passengers.

A man in his mid-fifties who'd been asleep with his eye-cap since the plane took off, a manager-looking guy in his late thirties, who had worked a lot until going to sleep with an eye-cap on and plugs in his ears and a hot young girl which John had had an eye on since he'd seen her in the waiting room.

She wasn't exactly very much better-looking than the two stewardesses, but she'd decided to wear a snug-fitting pullover together with a miniskirt that had raised quite a lot of eyebrows, and John had seen the airline official at the gate hesitating, as if not sure whether she could board dressed like that. But he hadn't been able to resist her as she pursed her full lips at him and he had simply let her walk in, her long black hair falling behind her. Her breasts were rather small a b-cup at the most and added to the impression that she was still young, 21 at the most and probably flying with her parents money.

So here he was, in a first class flight, with two sleeping guys and three hot women to keep him company for the next 7 hours of his flight.