Several years ago I worked as a sales representative for a company that did a lot of business in Asia. In particular, I traveled to Korea on a fairly regular basis and had a number of good clients in Seoul and other cities.
My favorite aspect of these long business trips was flying with Seoul Air. I had heard of them and their great service before, but nothing prepared me for the experiences I had flying this airline. Not only were most of their flight attendants young, attractive, very fluent in English and very competent in all they did on board, but also was their service the best, friendliest and most personally welcoming I had experienced in any airline.
My love for Asian women dates back to my childhood when my parents hired a nanny from Japan, who spoke very little English, but was the more attractive and very loving to us kids. I remember that she often wore white tights and that when I got into puberty I could not help being quite aroused by her wearing these around the house, often without any house shoes.
Then in college I fell in love with a smart and sexy young student from China and we eventually got married. I think that there are many aspects of Asian women I like, including their often times very fair skin, their cute almond shaped eyes, their lips, their fantastic hair, and in some sense also their readiness to "go along", something that is much harder to find in American women who are in general more independent-minded.
But when it comes to sex, I have to say that any Western woman pales in comparison to an Asian. Their pussies are much softer, smoother, their clits often much more sensitive, and when you fuck them real hard, they have a way of moaning submissively that makes any man, and certainly me, extremely aroused and horny.
All that being said, and having a happy marriage with my Chinese wife, fully enjoying our sexual relationship, I often could not resist on these Asian trips to go astray every once in a while. In fact, I sometimes mentioned this to my wife, and not only was she understanding of my desires for more pleasure, but has been honest with me as well in the same respect when she had an intimate encounter with a man during one of my absences. We both think that these additional experiences only enrich our sexual appetite and ultimately make sex with each other more fulfilling.
So anyways, in one of these Seoul Air flights back from Seoul to Los Angeles, the plane was almost empty for whatever reason, and an attendant asked me (as a frequent flyer) if I would care to receiving a free upgrade to first class. OF course I gladly accepted the offer and moved myself and my bags to the front section of the plane.
To my surprise, I was the only first class passenger on that flight, but didn't mind at all, of course, since I figured I would get even better service than usual, if that were even possible.
The Korean attendant for the first class was very typical for this airline, about 24 years old, very attractive, round face with small eyes and cute nose. Her lips were broad and very erotic, as well. She wore her hair tied up and of course had this typical scarf around her neck. Dark blue jacket and skirt, and then black tights revealing very shapely legs. Her heeled dress shoes were also black and a bit glossy. I could not let go of her with my eyes whenever she was around and wondered if she noticed my special attention.
Since I knew a bit of Korean, I sometimes would throw a word or sentence of Korean at her which always made her smile and look even more attractive. Her replies were always in English though, and perfect English. I asked her if she had ever studied or lived abroad and she confirmed that she had spent a year in a college in New York City a couple years ago; she actually was an English major. I told her my name and she said her name was Mi-Young. A very pretty name, I thought.
I tried to capture as much sight of her as possible, imagining her taking off her uniform for me... but as adventurous as I was, I never had had sex with a flight attendant before and did not believe in the least it could ever happen. But then again, at least I was able to be close to her when she walked by and even closer when she served me and was able to smell the lovely scent of her hair. The most attention I paid to her tights and shoes though since I've been always quite a bit into these fetishes.
After dinner and a little drink, I decided it was time to go for a round of sleep and moved my back rest all the way down so it was flat and it felt almost as comfortable as in a bed, well -- almost. But definitely way better than economy or business class. I wrapped my blanket around my body and soon fell asleep.
It must have been several hours later when I awoke from some muffled noises a row or so ahead of me. I looked at my watch; it was past midnight Korean time. "Did another passenger move to first class meanwhile?" I wondered. I listened to the noises and soon realized that it was two women talking. In fact, one of their voices sounded familiar, it was "my" flight attendant, Mi-Young.
Clearly they thought I was fast asleep and I tried to make no noise or movements and opened my eyes only half way. It was quite dark around, but after a while my eyes got used to the dark and I could see Mi-Young and another flight attendant across the aisle, lying next to each other with their seat backs flat like my own.
