The box containing Crystal's uniforms arrived in the mail three days later, along with instructions on how to get to the hanger that housed the Dr. Westgate's jet. She was given four flight attendant outfits. Crystal immediately stripped to try on her new uniform. They were one piece dresses that were navy colored. In the packaging they hadn't looked like anything special, same designs as most uniforms, gold lines running down the sides, and a boat neck collar. This uniform however when worn fit totally different. The zipper to the dress was in the front, and was gold to match the other details. The fit of the collar was much lower, so low in fact; Crystal's boobs were barely contained. She worried if she was to bend over, her breasts would spill out. The dress was a respectable thigh length, and the bottom hem flared out. Crystal twirled for herself in the bedroom mirror. The uniform hugged each curve, and made her feel very sexy. As Crystal looked at herself in the mirror, she started getting really turned on at the way she looked. Uniforms in general had always been a huge turn on for her, that's why she would always pick military guys in uniform for her special passenger if they were aboard. To be honest it was one of the reasons she chose to become a flight attendant, because of how sexy they always looked. Even the older more conservative woman looked rocking in their sheer stockings and primly buttoned vests. Crystal had started pinching her nipples through her uniform unconsciously. When she realized what she was doing, she chided herself, not wanting to ruin her brand new uniform.
'Maybe,' she thought, 'I'll be able to ruin my new uniform with the doctor's hunky son,'
Crystal quickly stripped out of her new uniform and folded it back into the box. Trying hard not to get distracted she looked over the directions to the hanger, and it was pretty close to the main airport in town. The flight to China, and meeting her new boss for the first time was only another 3 days away. Crystal needed to finish packing, but first she had to do laundry. She was completely out of underwear, and something told her it wouldn't be appropriate to show up the first day without underwear; maybe the second day it would be ok. Crystal giggled to herself thinking about how old habits die hard. This job paid well enough that she wouldn't miss the large tips her special passengers always left her.
The packing list included in the email was pretty generic and short, since during the time on the plane she would be in her uniform. In addition to the packing list was an itinerary for their time in Beijing. Dr. Westgate would be in meetings for the entire three days they were there, but the good doctor had set up some activities for his flight attendants. Each day they had some sightseeing tour and trips to local museums. Crystal had never been to China, so she was extremely grateful for the opportunity to see the country while there. The third day of the trip the itinerary just said "R&R" Crystal assumed it just meant a day to rest before the long flight back to the States.
The next day Crystal decided to call Bethany just to make sure she hadn't overlooked, or forgotten anything while packing.
"Hello?" Bethany answered after the third ring.
"Hi, Bethany, this is Crystal. Dr. Westgate said to call you if I had any questions,"
"Oh hey, yeah, what's up Crystal?" Bethany replied cheerfully.
"I was just wondering if you could tell me if there was anything else I should think to bring. I've got everything on the packing list, and of course a few books to read and a translation guide for Mandarin,"
"Hmm, you won't really have much time for reading, well I guess on the way there you might," Bethany paused. "I think you've got everything you'll need. The flight there is 15 hours, and for the most part we'll be pretty busy. It'll be easy since it's just Dr. Westgate, us and the pilot this flight. Some flights I've done with Dr. Westgate, there were several other guests on board which made my job a little more challenging. I'm sure you know business men, they always need something," Bethany laughed.
Crystal giggled to herself thinking of all the needy business men she had serviced on her flights. One was so needy to cum that he came on the inside of her bra while she was tit fucking him. He had slipped out from between her massive breasts right before he was about to cum and coated the inside of her front closure bra. Normally Crystal would sallow their loads so it didn't leave a mess, but this guy was so excited he blew his load early. The rest of the flight Crystal had spunk dried to her left boob. Every time she had to lift something over her head, she could feel the dried cum stretching on her skin.
Crystal was brought back to the present when she heard Bethany say "Butt plug,"
"I'm sorry what did you just say, it sounded like you just said butt plug," Crystal laughed nervously.
"Haha no, honey I said, spark plug. Ha! I was saying about how one spark plug in the kitchen were we make the meals goes out constantly..." Bethany paused another moment, then changing tones seductively whispered, "Bringing your own butt plug wouldn't be a bad idea,"
"What?" Crystal asked in disbelief.