I took a plane trip a few months ago, and Robert tells me that he wants to take a little vacay with me when he returns and before the school year starts. All of this got me thinking about stewardesses, what a difficult job they have to do. In normal times, they are glorified waitresses, but also must be safety officers and public relations experts. That’s only gotten more demanding with the societal stresses of Covid-19, etc. I believe that there used to be rules about age; the airlines wanted younger personnel for this job, but had to loosen that restriction with laws against ageism and the demand for a fully-staffed work force.
Of course, here I’d like to deal with the sexual aspect to this job. Do they have boyfriends in all the cities where they have lay-overs? (That term, “lay-over”, suggests that they do…) Do they have sexual relationships with the pilots or male stewards (many of whom strike me as gay)? Do they do it with the passengers? On my last trip on Delta Airlines, there was a lovely stewardess named Princess based out of Chicago. I complimented her on her name, said that it was fitting for her, and it seemed to me like she was flirting back. My mind jumped to fantasizing about seducing her (which is why I remember her name, etc.). I know that there is a hierarchy among this staff, a senior officer on each flight, who, I imagine, as subordinate to the pilots.
I want to believe that it was within the realm of possibility for Princess to ask me to wait as all the other passengers deboarded. I dream of her hiking her tight skirt up and bending over the service cart when we are finally alone.
“I got a vibe from you, was I right?” she’d ask, looking back at me over her shoulder, as I feasted my eyes on her freshly-revealed backside.
“Oh, you were right, Princess! You were so right…”
I want to believe that there are all kinds of spanky-games being played to spice up this monotonous job.
Readers, in your travels have you had similar fantasies, or actual experiences along these lines? Do tell…