The Pilot's "Cock"Pit

"A refill sir?" I asked the handsome grey-haired passenger reading the business section in first class.

He looked up from his paper and lowered his thick frames. "I'll have whatever you're serving sweetheart."

I smiled, refilling his glass with an expensive Chardonnay. I had learned quickly that being a flight attendant certainly came with its perks. I had started only a few months ago, stuck in the economy section serving watered down coke and peanuts to screaming kids and frustrated parents. But with my bold looks, flirtatious smile, and long legs, I was very quickly promoted by my Airline to head of the stewardess team and only got assigned to first class.

Apart from flying all over the world, I attracted the attention of many important men some of whom couldn't wait and had to fuck me in the bathrooms and some who bought me expensive gifts and took me all over the world.