Eva rolled her cabin bag behind her as she exited the arrivals lounge of the city airport. Finally, some fresh air. The day was still early, and the sun was up. Outside was a labyrinth of roads, parking spots, and signage meant to guide people to where the taxis and local public transport options were gathered. It looked just like all the other airports in the world that she had visited over the years, they were all pretty much the same.
"Come on, Eves. How often do we get to see each other? I miss you! Besides, I have a new friend. He's coming over later, you'll want to meet him for sure!"
The excited voice coming out of her small wireless ear buds was Lorelei, Eva's best friend from when she went to college here all those years ago. She knew what it meant to be introduced to one of her friends, and she wasn't sure if she was up for it. Working on a flight was always tiring, no matter how short it was, what with being on your feet and dealing with annoying passengers non-stop. Her original plan was to take a taxi to the hotel her airline was paying for, take a hot bath, and then simply pass out on the bed until the next day's flight. However, she had a creeping suspicion that Lorelei was about to convince her otherwise.
"I miss you too, Lores, and you know it!" Eva responded. "I'm just... Getting old, which you seem to be avoiding somehow. I have to rest my aching legs if I am to survive another flight tomorrow. Next time I'm in town we'll hang out, I promise." Not a word of that was a lie, Eva was going to turn 50 next year, and she had started to value resting and getting some good sleep more than anything else. Lorelei was the same age, but her youthful spirit never seemed to decay. Her life was a constant move from one mess to the next, and her desire to party never ceased. Eva had, as they say, gotten her shit together to a somewhat higher degree than her friend.
She was stunningly attractive, and her age seemed to simply give her a dimension of class and glamour, especially when she was wearing her dark blue air hostess uniform. It accentuated her thick curves in all the right places. She strode towards the taxi section on a pair of thick, sturdy legs dressed in nude compression pantyhose and a pair of black leather heels. They added about 3 inches to her modest height of 5'8". Her hair was long and curly, black with shiny streaks of silver. Her eyes were as black as her skin.
"What will it take to convince you?" Lorelei's voice responded through the ear buds. Eva's mind struggled with the anxiety of making a decision. She had been adamant about going to her hotel to get some rest, and at the same time, she really wanted to meet her old friend again. But, as much as she enjoyed getting introduced to Lorelei's friends, today was just not the right day. Those introductions had a habit of lasting all night long.
"I get to sleep in your bed, undisturbed, as long as I need to." Eva's answer was half true, half her trying to get out of it with an outlandish request. Her heels clicked on the pavement as she approached the line of parked taxis.
"Is that all?" her friend asked. "Done. As long as you're here with me, Eves. My friend is still coming over to see me though, but since you're just sooo tired, you'll probably sleep just fine, right?"
Well, there was no backing out now. Eva had stated her demands, and Lorelei had met them. Shit. So much for a good night's sleep. She put her cabin bag in the trunk of a taxi car, and got into the back seat. "Oh, for sure.. You know me, I'll be out cold in the land of sweet dreams. At least I hope to be."
The taxi drove off after dropping Eva off on the sidewalk outside a plain old apartment complex built out of brick, and waiting for her to fetch her cabin bag form the trunk. What kind of neighborhood had her friend moved in to? The atmosphere felt dark and seedy, despite it being in the middle of the day. She felt like a target standing there in her heels and uniform, so she wasted no time finding Lorelei's name on the doorbells at the building entrance. A nervous minute passed before she got buzzed in, during which she started regretting not simply going to the hotel and passing out.
Lorelei hugged her so tightly that she thought she was going to pop, right when she entered the hallway of her friend's apartment. The two friends kissed each other on the cheeks and mouth, in an endless barrage of pecks. Around their feet was a big collection of shoes all strewn about, some covered by coats and jackets. The air had a musky scent of nicotine. The big room beyond the hallway was a complete mess, as far as she could tell. There was no mistaking that Lorelei lived here. Her friend's eyes were glimmering with excitement. Eva couldn't believe that she had almost gone to the hotel instead of here.
"Mmmmmmm! It is so. Good. To. See. You!" Lorelei said, almost shaking Eva by her arms, not trying the slightest to contain herself. "How long has it been? Too damn long, that's how! Fuck you look hot in your work clothes!" She was wearing a blue dress, and probably nothing underneath, Eva figured. Not just based on the fact that her friend's nipples were bursting through the fabric, but ever since she had known her, she just hadn't been a fan of underwear. Unless it was a lingerie-kind-of-occasion, which this obviously wasn't. Her curly, shoulder-length hair was dark brown, as were her big eyes, and her skin had an olive complexion. Standing on her bare feet, Lorelei seemed shorter than usual, compared to Eva. In truth, she was only about an inch shorter than her friend.
Eva's dark lips were open wide in a shining smile. It really was good to be there. However exciting it was to see her friend, she was still tired from working and traveling. Her eyes swept the apartment, looking for the bed that she had demanded, but failing to find it. Beyond the hallway was one big room, with a couch, a coffee table, a couple of chairs, a desk, and what appeared to be an elaborate makeshift bar. The whole thing was a huge mess, with clothes strewn about, and a still smoking cigarette in an ash tray next to a half-empty glass.
"Lores, I love you and I hate to be this blunt, but I meant what I said on the phone," Eva said, somewhat exasperated. "I'm working again tomorrow, and I really need to get some rest. Is there a bed somewhere in this apartment?"
Lorelei almost leaped into the main room and started dragging the coffee table across the floor. Unsteady glasses and assorted knick-knacks clung on for dear life to its surface, but all of them made it as the table stopped a few feet away from the couch. She then took off the seat cushions, threw them on the floor, and pulled out an already-made sofa bed, stretching it across the floor, above the cushions, until it reached the coffee table. "Of course. Here it is." The bedding was a bit wrinkly and dusty, but at least there were no suspicious stains.
Eva kicked off her black leather heels into an existing pile of shoes. Then, she stripped down to nothing but her waist-high gray panties and compression pantyhose, which were the comfiest item of clothing she had ever worn. The rest of her uniform, which lay half-heartedly folded in a stack on top of her cabin bag, left a lot to ask for in that regard.
Her black skin was almost as dark as her areolas, which surrounded a pair of tiny nipples. Her breasts were not nearly as big as Lorelei's. Her ass, on the other hand, was big and round, supported by a pair of thick, muscular legs that were used to walking up and down an airplane aisle for hours at a time. The otherwise nondescript gray panties under her pantyhose might as well have been a thong, considering how deep they were buried between her ass cheeks. Lorelei had seen her naked more times than she could count, and vice versa, so baring it all in the name of comfort was not a big deal.
