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Since the Swedish Air launched its new feature not long ago that added adult services to its overall in-flight experience, it had serged in popularity as the travelers from around the world vied for a chance to witness the lovely blue-eyed flight attendants at work.
Hand-picked for their Nordic beauty and always ready to please, they provided a range of services on demand for a small fee and would do just about anything for the privileged fews in the business class. They worked in a fast-paced environment which required quick thinking, and above all they always put their passengers' interests first and their own needs second.
The airline's newest employee, the 19-year-old Erika, only joined the airline recently and was already fast adjusting to its unique workplace culture.
On a transcontinental flight she and her team could be seen constantly shuffling through the aisles and keeping the flow of services and refreshment going. Their lustrous hair tied in neat buns, together with their smooth blue pantyhose, echoed Sweden's national flag.
The passengers all reveled in such a beautiful and arousing sight, especially when it was widely rumored that the attendants were required not to wear anything under their pantyhose in order to be more confident with their own sexuality.
After the second round of drinks Erika and her team sat down in the back for a short break. Their rest in quiet nap and occasional exchanges, however, was interrupted by a short man who came through the curtain searching for something; he appeared both timid and agitated.
Erika was sitting by the entrance and rose up to show him where the lavatories were, but it quickly became obvious that the man was looking for some additional service from the young attendant.
This was the first time someone asked her for the special services, and even though Erika had received some trainings beforehand, she was naturally a little nervous. She looked around her fellow attendants and found them all to be supportive, so she charged the man's credit card and led him into an available lavatory.
Once inside, Erika put on a pair of latex gloves as instructed and located the dispenser containing water-based lubrication. She patiently waited for the man to loosen his belt and, to encourage him more, pulled her skirt up a little to reveal more of her thighs. This made the man even more aroused, and he could not keep his eyes from Erika's well-shaped legs.
When he finally struggled to take his junk out, she almost chuckled: even when he was apparently rock hard, it was so small - barely a handful!
Still, Erika hid her real feelings behind a professional warm smile and lowered herself to the man's waist, her gloved hands thoroughly lubricated for the handjob. But before she could even touch him, the man suddenly moaned as if in pain, and with an intense spasm of his whole body he began ejaculating all over Erika!
She shut her eyes in fear, and luckily none hit her face. But her uniform was ruined. An impressive amount of hot body fluid ended up all over her shirt, her skirt and some was even running down her pantyhose!
For a small guy, this man could certainly cum a lot.
Still in great shock, Erika managed to collect herself and started wiping everywhere, while assuring the man not to worry about her, and certainly not about himself -- she told him this was a normal occurrence due to the change in air pressure. The man seemed to have believed her.
It was always imperative that the passengers feel no guilt on their part and their pride intact, even when they were responsible for the mess on hand. Erika let the man know that he was always welcome to come back again; he apologized to her and they parted ways.
Erika returned to her seat in the back, feeling relieved that she had successfully completed her first assignment, even when it was not as smooth as she had imagined. But the faint stains and dried patches on her clothings did not escape the keen eyes of her fellow attendants, and they all wanted to know what happened.
She told them about her botched handjob as brief as possible and in moving details; as expected, her companions were greatly amused by it.
A lively exchange ensued; one told Erika that she had seen men who were better endowed but still ejaculated at the first caress of a woman's hand, and another added that it had nothing to do with their sizes but everything to do with a man's exposure to the stimulation by the opposite sex.
The conversation then drifted into all kinds of strange and funny instances they had had at work, before the chief attendant, Annette, noticed a small drop of white semen that was still on Erika's heels and came up to help her clean it. Everyone then remembered what a miserable thing had happened to Erika in the first place and checked in to make sure she was alright.
Erika thanked Annette and reassured her colleagues that she had taken it quite well.
As an experienced flight attendant and a 42-year-old single mother of two adolescents, Annette always felt responsible for her team's well-being and treated Erika liked her own daughter. She knew her line of work was not easy, especially since the airline launched the new adult features, but Annette always opted to face those challenges head on by working hard as a team.
Annette saw great potential in the new girl and considered her a valuable addition to the team, even as Erika was much inexperienced and had a long road ahead of her. Annette knew the young woman had learned much from the incident and was on the right path to *professional* excellence.
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With that, the flight attendants resumed their work routine; there were cups to be filled and trashes to be collected, and the business class passengers might be in need of tailored services again.
Erika was tasked with garbage collection -- not an insignificant chore, and she was always eager to keep their work environment clean and neat.
The main lights were now off and most passengers fast asleep, save for a few who were still awake, probably watching the on-flight entertainment. A wide range of pornography had been added as part of the new feature for the customers to indulge in, and just now Erika had caught glimpse of someone watching a flight attendant having sex with multiple men!
An amusing choice, to say the least.
Erika held a blue plastic bag and swept the aisle for any excess. Often she got wet napkins wrapped in a ball that had a funny smell, and it did not take much guess as to what it was. Sometimes the passengers deliberately passed the used napkins into her hands and their semen would glue her fingers -- yikes! She had since remembered to wear gloves at all time when collecting trash.
Those in the economy class did not have the right to touch the flight attendants without permission, even when the latter were performing the services on them, so many resorted to fantasize; Erika could faintly make out men who were jerking off to her in the dark as she passed by. She would not tell others this, but the thought of being wanted so badly by strangers always turned her on.
But some bold ones were determined to cross the line.
Presently, as Erika lowered herself to pick up a used cup from the aisle, she felt someone's hand from the back massaging her inner thighs against the pantyhose; the humiliating sensation of being touched in public had strangely aroused Erika, but she had to turn around and remind the passenger in whisper that he could not touch her like that without asking her first.
But the man would not listen and instead moved his hand further up her skirt, and in an instant grabbed her tightly in the crotch! Being practically a virgin and wearing nothing beneath that pantyhose, Erika felt her body struck by a string of warm lightning --
and instantly wetted herself.
The man's hairy hand continued to rub and squeeze her smooth privates against the sheer garment, and Erika remained standing there in the dark, next to her assailant's seat, her legs apart in an *awkward* pose and her squirts slowly leaking through the pantyhose.
The bag slid from her hand's grasp, and all sorts of trash which she had collected fell out on the carpet; moreover, her faint moan and the mixed smell of her fragrance and warm urine had attracted the nearby passengers, who awoke from their slumber with an eagerness to take part in the lewd delight.
Just as it was about to get any worse, Erika was saved from her dangerous predicament by Annette, who sensed a hushed disturbance in the second aisle ahead and knew the new damsel was in distress.
