As dreams of Jan dominating me filled my head I was awaken by a gentle hand on my shoulder rocking me slightly. Casey, the tall and stunningly attractive cabin crew in charge of our section was waking me up.
'So sorry to wake you but you sounded like you were having nightmares and needed to make sure you were OK,' she told me. 'Also, I've brought you dinner.' She indicated the tray on the table off to my left where there was a covered meal ready to be eaten.
'OH thank you,' I sheepishly responded as I adjusted myself in my seat.
One of my feet accidentally kicked the storage under the screen and I watched in slow motion horror as the panties I had stored there shortly before I'd dozed off had been resting and began a slow tumble to the floor of the plane.
My heart sank and I fearfully looked towards Casey, expecting her to look at me with suspicion or even disgust. Instead, she gasped and laughed, bending down to pick up the underwear from the floor.
'Tom!' she scolded with humour in her voice. 'What have you been doing here?'
She picked them up and examined them. Once happy with her inspection she placed the panties gently on the armrest of my chair and gave me a stern yet somehow kind look that seemed to say 'we both know what this is about but let's just leave it at that'.
I blushed but couldn't help smiling back as I thanked her for her leniency and understanding. After all, if there was anyone who could understand naughty behaviour on a plane it would be a flight attendant like Casey, she must have witnessed so many different things. Nothing like this I'd have imagined though.
I readjusted my seat and Casey grabbed the tray from the table and put it on my lap before turning her attention to Jan who was starting to stir. Once Jan had her meal as well, Casey left to attend to the other passenger. With gentle yet firm words she reminded me that although certain activities were not allowed during flights, if we really couldn't control ourselves then they must be kept discreet. Jan started to put two-and-two together as her eyes darted from Casey to the panties, to me and back. Her cheeks blushed and said she'd make sure to keep me in line.
The rest of the flight passed by uneventfully. I watched a few movies, played some games on the screens with Jan and other passengers. Jan went to shower at one point before we eventually started making our preparations for landing. When our "pods'' were back in their tidy state and I had made sure to carefully fold away my panties and remember my butt plug at the last second, Casey came over to do one last check. Bending over me to whisper to Jan as she handed her what looked like a business card. I could smell her light perfume and tried my best not to stare and her exposed neck. I thought nothing of it as we made our final approach to Tokyo.
We landed, said our goodbyes and thank yous to Casey. I had my eyes downcast as I told her, 'Thank you for everything,' before hopping off the plane.
We quickly made our way down to the baggage claim to get our suitcases. We'd heard so much about Japan and, after all the stories we had heard from friends and family, it felt like a dream come true to experience it for ourselves. Once our bags were safely in our possession, we left the terminal, hailed a taxi and set off into the bustling city of Tokyo towards our hotel. As we drove through the streets I was overwhelmed by how different everything looked as I stared out the window compared to anything I had seen before. As we got closer to our destination, every corner of the street seemed alive with people going about their daily lives; colourfully dressed business people mixed with lots of simple suits walking down to start commuting on what we assumed were crowded subways, young couples sharing an ice cream cone while sitting on steps outside old temples and children playing tag in parks that seemed like they hadn't changed since ancient times. The sights were thrilling and nothing could dampen my enthusiasm as we arrived at our hotel situated right in the heart of downtown Tokyo.
The building was tall and sleek with modern glass windows that glistened in the early morning sunlight. We paid our driver, grabbed our bags and walked into the lobby.
The interior of the hotel was just as luxurious as its exterior and I felt a sense of awe come over me. The air inside was cool and pleasant, filled with the scent of fresh flowers that decorated every table top. The check in desk had two friendly receptionists behind it who greeted us with broad smiles, speaking to us in perfect English.
Jan stepped up to the desk and started giving us all our information before pulling out her credit card to pay for our stay. Our room was to be on the 11th floor which would overlook the bustling city streets below, we were promised. Jan finished signing all the paperwork and once everything was taken care of, we thanked the receptionist and grabbed our key cards before taking the elevator up to our room where Jan inserted her card into a slot allowing us access inside our home-away-from-home for the next few days.