Leslie is a flight attendant for a small regional carrier. After two years of college, she felt the pull of the airline industry and decided to put some travel under her belt while getting paid. It's been said that once the airline industry gets in your blood you never want to leave – Leslie fell hard for the travel bug and wouldn't take back a minute of what she's experienced since leaving college.
Now 24 years old and still loving her career, she has found a comfortable niche in her workplace and a great bunch of friends. The best thing a flight attendant can ask for during her trips is a great flight deck crew. If the pilots are assholes, you can kiss your fun goodbye for the remainder of the trip. As it turns out, the pilots for this bid line are her two best friends, Chris and Chase. The three were in the same hiring class and have held the same bid lines and trips since they started. They often flew together for work and for pleasure. Usually they were gone four nights at a time and then off for seven days. It is always a sure bet that you will find Leslie, Chris and Chase hanging out at each other's homes on their days off, planning their next trips to see the world.
Leslie has long, wavy dark brown hair with long bangs that stopped just short of covering her bright green eyes. She is 5'7" with ample breasts and a curvy body. She isn't overweight at all – but she never wants to be skin and bones like the modeling industry seems to portray. She gets more than her share of long looks from the male passengers during her flights. Sometimes on the longer flights, Chris or Chase will step into the cabin to "stretch their legs." They are really just watching Leslie work her way down the narrow aisle of the plane, her hips swaying gracefully from side to side as she serves beverages. When she bends over to reach those seated by the window, her skirt rises up to reveal shapely toned thighs that taper down to delicate ankles. The glint of an ankle bracelet catches the eye.
While there has never been anything more than friendship between the three, there was always lots of flirting. The flirting came easy when everyone felt secure around each other. No chance of getting hit on by a creep at the bar – it was all good fun between friends when they flirted amongst themselves.
Chris is 25 years old, while Chase is 24. They are complete opposites of each other, which supports the theory that opposites attract. Chris is tall and muscular, standing 6'3". His dirty blond hair is buzzed short on the sides and back, with messy bedhead spikes on top. When he isn't in his pilot uniform, he likes to show off his heavily tattooed arms. Chris likes to party hard, and does it well. He is usually working the crowd and making friends wherever he goes – the center of attention. He is not one to hold back his thoughts and usually forgets to filter them for his audience.
Chase is often left to smooth things over with those who get offended by Chris' cruder remarks. He is a great diplomat and speaks with a soft yet firm voice. He looks a lot like a modern Brit rocker, wearing his shaggy dark brown hair as long as job regulations allow. He is proud to have successfully concealed his ear piercings from the company since he was hired, but you won't hear him bragging about that unless someone notices them. While not as muscular as Chris, Chase holds his own in the Great Body department. He is fit and toned, but doesn't put effort into working out. He keeps in shape by playing volleyball or swimming – nothing too rigorous. He's a smooth talker, and charms the girls with wit rather than shocking them with crazy antics like Chris does.
Leslie often sat back at parties smiling to herself, thinking how lucky she was to have these two guys as her closest friends. She knew they would always have her back. Their friendship left out all the cattiness she had often found with close girl friends. No competition, no seesawing hormones, no gossiping. Their friendship was just real, no bullshit.
The three often wound up at Leslie's flat on their days off, watching a movie or two late into the night. Leslie has a small one-bedroom apartment with a nice sunroom off the back. Her king bed takes up pretty much all of the space in her bedroom, leaving room for only a small dresser on which she keeps a large flatscreen TV. Here is where the three watch their movies, snuggled in amongst many fluffy pillows. They sometimes all fell asleep here too, and woke up the next morning as if it were the most normal thing in the world to share a bed with adults they weren't dating. They often joked that they should just all pony up and buy a house together, rather than wasting rent money in places they never lived.
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Two days into their seven days off, the three friends were attending a huge party at a mutual friend's house. Brian lives in a nice suburb where the houses are spacious and the neighbors aren't close - the perfect venue for such occasions! Leslie loved going to Brian's house parties; there were plenty of people, lots of liquor, and always someone who made a fool of themself at some point or another. She opted to go more casual tonight, wearing a close-fitting purple button down shirt, tight white boyshorts, and silver Chuck Taylor sneakers. She loved the way the boyshorts hugged her hips and made her waist look more petite than it already was. They were her favorite "pick-up" shorts, and the fact that she couldn't really wear underwear with them made her feel secretly super-horny. Sometimes she would get aroused just knowing that she had a sexy secret that would only be revealed to the person she hand picked.
Chase and Chris showed up to pick her up, both wearing their usual party attire – V-neck tshirts of varying color and khaki or army green cargo shorts. The only fashion difference between the two was that Chris preferred leather flip-flops, while Chase preferred canvas skater shoes, like Vans, etc. They never had to worry much about what they wore, because the girls were never sparse around these two.
They arrived at Brian's to find the party already in full swing. Loud thumping bass could be heard from outside, and people were milling about the lawn in various states of inebriation. As they snaked their way through the crowd, downing shots that were handed to them at almost every turn, they found their host on the floor animatedly explaining something to a circle of people. By the time they got close enough to hear what was going on, the three had already consumed 4 or 5 shots each. Leslie was starting to feel the alcohol in her body, swaying her hips to the beat of the music. She softly squeezed Chris and Chase's hands, smiling and slowly nodding at them. This was the hint to them that she was feeling good and ready to party. This also meant they needed to stay somewhat close, to make sure no one tried to take advantage of her. Leslie is the type of person who gets more and more touchy-feely the more she drinks. She's always leaned on the casual sex side of one-night stands, but made a pact with Chris and Chase to be careful with whom she chose to share her body. The same went for them, but you know, guys have to play the protective role so she just went along with it. They were never intrusive unless given the "sign."
When they were finally within earshot, Leslie made her way into the circle of people on the floor, pulling the guys down with her. Brian blew her a kiss and gave her a wink as he went on with his explanation. Leslie and Brian had hooked up at one of his parties a few years ago, but since they both enjoy casual sex with no strings attached, nothing became of it and they still tease each other about it to this day. Her two best friends, however, weren't too pleased to find out about it. She thought they were almost jealous of Brian!
"You see, this is a bottle – its empty, so no precious liquor is being wasted here! Haha! We're gonna play Spin the Bottle, the adult version. When the bottle stops and points to you, you go in that bathroom with the person who spun it. You stay in there for one minute and do the sexiest things you can think of to each other, got it!? And don't worry, I'm video taping every minute!! Just kidding, just kidding!!"
The crowd groaned at his bad jokes. One girl grabbed the bottle from Brian's hand and proceeded to spin it. It stopped on Brian, much to the girl's happiness. Brian and the girl went into the bathroom and closed the door. About 15 seconds later Brian could be heard making cat calls and being generally obnoxious.
"Oh god," sighed Chase, "He's in rare form tonight. Looks like this one's gonna be a good one."
Chris nodded and went back to chatting up the sweet young thing to his left.
"You better be careful, Leslie. If I spin the bottle and it lands on you, I'll just take you in there and give you a cold shower!" Chase joked.
Leslie wrapped her arms around his, laughing. "Chase, you wouldn't dare! Why, if I weren't horny anymore, then you wouldn't get any sugar, Honey!"
Chase leaned over and growled in her ear, nipping at its lobe. She loved when he was playful. It fueled her sexual fantasies, in which Chase was a major player.
