All comments and feedback are gratefully received as I'm hoping the feedback will encourage improvements in my work. This is a work of fiction from the deep dank recesses of my mind and any resemblance to real people is purely accidental.
This story depicts lesbian sex, if this not to your liking, please visit some of my other submissions, otherwise I hope you enjoy.
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Eleanor had purposely got to the front of the check in queue so that she could board the plane early. It made sense as she was booked into a window seat at the back of the plane, and it was her experience that people took an age to stow their cabin baggage away. The tall 24-year-old blond was pleased with her look as it turned heads when she wanted to. She was slim with long legs, little or no butt, a smile that was broad and bright, straight blonde hair down to the middle of her back. Her only feature she was not happy with was her breasts. It wasn't that they didn't exist, she filled a 32B bra but she read a lot of online porn which always seemed to feature large breasted women and as much as she wore lift up bra's, sometimes with extra padding, they never looked right. Her Mum had large boobs as did her older sister but for some reason they had illuded Eleanor. The young blond had already flicked through the on-flight magazine while she waited and could see the last few passengers boarding, 'Maybe I'll have the whole row to myself' she thought.
A minute later the thought had disappeared as a middle-aged woman took the aisle seat near her. The new visitor smiled broadly and said as she held out her hand "Hello I'm Sharon, I guess we'll be travel buddies for the foreseeable. I bet you were hoping that you'd have the row to yourself. At least it's not some stuffy old bloke."
Eleanor giggled and shook the offered hand "Eleanor or Ellie. I had just wondered that I might be able to stretch out but it's very nice to meet you all the same especially as you aren't 'some stuffy old bloke'." The young blond immediately spotted to distinct features about her travel companion, the first was her natural friendly smile that spread across her face. The other were her spectacular boobs that seemed in fitting with the rest of her tall curvy persona.
Both shared a laugh at Ellie's reply and Sharon asked "So what gets you travelling the red eye across continents. Business or Pleasure?" She had missed the young blond checking out her chest, not that she minded as it was a popular reaction from men and women alike.
Ellie nodded and replied "Purely business. I have an exhibition to attend the day after tomorrow."
Sharon's interest heightened "Don't tell me you're going to Undiefest too?"
Ellie asked "Undiefest? If you mean to the Lingerie show at the main exhibition centre, then yes. I'm on my firms stand for three days. I think they're hoping some young females will tempt the big multi-national buyers to the stall."
Sharon was enjoying this conversation "I can see their point. I'm a buyer for Lucifers Lust and I will definitely be paying you a visit now I know you will be there. Tell me, do you work on commission bonus for sales?" A devious plan was forming in her head.
Ellie nodded "Although I get a small basic, yes most of my pay is commission but then I only work our franchise or resale partners, and yes, I am aware your company stocks some of our lines. Thankfully, I don't deal with the smaller retailers. So can I ask if your attendance is to seek out new suppliers or build on existing links?"
Sharon was glad to see that one so young was suitably business savvy. The 45-year-old Mum was eyeing the delicious young blond in a friendly way even if her mind was working overtime. The young blond looked very scrummy and judging by the way that her eye line kept dropping to Sharon's tits, she wondered if maybe the two could have some fun together. Sharon just had time to say "The former for the most part, we stay ahead of our competitors by keeping our offering new and original" as the flight crew started their safety demonstration while the plane was pushed away from its station and made its way to the runway.
The crew got the plane in the air and the seat belt lights had pinged off so both ladies got comfy for the long flight. Ellie did the same and turned to her companion asking "Do you mind if I ask you some questions about the buyer's mind set? Although I've only been in direct sales 9 months, I used to work in my Aunts lingerie store and so try to relate to customer questions back to the time when I was dealing directly with the public."
Sharon had kicked off her shoes and half turned to the young woman replying "You can ask me whatever you like. It gives me a good feeling to be able to help another woman succeed. Although there are a number of women in our industry, the key decision makers are men and therefore our gender still has a way to go yet. As it happens relating to the end customer needs is a very good way of approaching things. What I'd also suggest is trying to put yourself in the buyer's shoes. For example, we are constantly coming against a glass ceiling of expectation in terms of numbers shifted. Consider the fact that we women -- or at least me especially but I doubt I'm not alone in this -- lean towards matching sets. If I buy a bra, I will often buy matching panties and suspenders. The bean counters think in terms of numbers of units where women would think of it as a single set rather than three items."
Ellie raised her eyebrows and nodded her head slowly saying "Yes, I see your point. The buyer is looking for the best deal on a set whereas the numbers people have a different viewpoint. Although that can equally apply to sales I guess."
Sharon was beginning to get more animated in their conversation and started to coach the young woman on how she could steer conversations with people like Sharon while stressing the importance of closing off conversations to ensure the hesitant customer wasn't allowed to wriggle off the hook, lest they change their mind once the phone was put down. Ellie was taking all of this in like a trusty student and the two had covered a range of topics by the time that the drinks cart had come around for a second time and so Sharon had asked the pretty redhaired stewardess for two mini bottles of champagne.
Despite the age difference Sharon and Eleanor were getting on like a house on fire, so much so that when Sharon leant over to rub her calf after checking out the older woman's chest for the umpteenth time Eleanor asked "Can I help you with that? I have studied sports therapy".
Sharon chuckled and replied, "It wasn't done doing anything sporty but yes I would appreciate a bit of laying on of hands if it isn't too much to ask" and twisted in her seat so that her legs were over the seat between the two women.