The Mile High Club [Open to 1 Male]

temptationsx

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Tossing back the last bit of her Bloody Mary, Piper slid the empty glass across the bar before dropping the bartender a tip and giving him a half-assed "thank you" smile. The only thing on her mind was the eight hour flight she had ahead of her that was bound to strike up her anxiety. Collecting her belongings, Piper yanked at her pencil skirt that was already becoming far too uncomfortable as she made the dreaded walk to her gate.

"Now boarding all first-class passengers for flight 741 with non-stop service to London." The woman's troublesome voice boomed over the intercom, rattling her bones. With a heavy sigh and a clench in her stomach, Piper made her way to the airline representative as he scanned her boarding pass.

"Have a good flight, Miss Owens." Piper had to force a smile and bite her tongue, keeping herself from nearly screaming. She nodded her head and continued down the jet bridge in her too-tall high heels; one more Bloody Mary and the heels would have had to come off.

"I have got to find a new job." Piper thought to herself as she shoved her carry-on into the overhead compartment once boarding the plane. Never in a million years did she think her job would have her traveling internationally; one promotion lead to another and here she was, traveling first-class to London with an awful fear of flying. Quickly, as not to hold up the passengers boarding behind her, Piper climbed across the empty aisle seat and into the window seat, buckling herself in tightly with fumbling hands.
 
At the age of 37, he was made the chief captain of the flight since he's been working for the United Airways for quite a long time. It was hectic when he started but soon, he got the hang of it and as much as he loved flying, he also loved visiting different countries. The job allowed it handsomely for him to do just that.

He'd come across many people and while some were miserable, lot of them were interesting. He stood at the entrance with the air hostesses, welcoming their guests for the coming flight. He was old but he stayed fit enough to make the navy blue coat stretch on his torso. Anyone from far away, he could be made that he was indeed the pilot.

He had a smile on his face as pool of first class passengers started flowing into the plane once the gates were opened to them only. Max Hickory stood tall in his suit, short hair with a messy look through he ran his hand while smiling politely until a lady caught his eyes. If he was right, the lady seemed a bit nervous and he couldn't help but put on his charm soon after peeking in the aisle, seeing her take a seat. He smooth out his coat and walked over to where she was sitting. He smiled softly and leaned over her chair, "Hey there? Is everything okay? I couldn't help but notice you looked a little pale?" He flashed his bright smile as he looked down at her, keeping out of everyone's way as he stepped into the aisle.
 
Tapping her foot anxiously on the carpeted floor of the airplane, no doubt troubling those seated around her, Piper rested her head back against the seat and allowed her eyes the close, focusing on her breathing.

A deep, alluring voice tore her away from the briefest moment of piece as she opened her eyes tor reveal an older gentleman nearly leaning over her, sporting a neatly pressed sport coat with a badge stamped with the name "Hickory" above his breast pocket. Her eyes finally made their way to his face, a clear defined jaw line and light hazel eyes. A soft smile curled upon her lips and she forced a gentle laugh. "Uhm, yeah. Just, flying's not my things." She chuckled once again, giving a shrug of her slender shoulder
 
He actually observed her pretty face for few seconds before barging in on her privacy. He just couldn't help it, seeing how pretty she was. Though, he didn't go there with any intentions but they were slowly starting to take birth. When she did opened her eyes, he tried looking right into them as he smiled, watching her take in everything that was about him.

He noticed her eyes drift down to his name tag and he chuckled, "I am Max. Max Hickory." He said looking around while everyone was settling in while new passengers were still strolling in slowly as the chaos could be heard in the background. "Ahh I figured that was what was bothering you. Obvious signs of someone who's nervous about flying. Is this your first time?" he asked curiously and added, placing his hand on his shoulder, "If it makes you feel any better, I am the chief pilot for this flight and have been flying for almost 12 years now." He let that dissolve into her mind, "Mind if I?" he asked while she was busy capturing that. Sitting with his legs crossed at his knees in a manly manner, shifting towards her to show he was paying attention to her.
 
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"Pleasure to meet you, Max." Piper nodded her head once towards the man. She shifted ever so slightly in her seat, crossing and uncrossing her legs in attempt to get more comfortable.

"No, actually.." She began, running a hand through her loose brown curls, "but I've had a pretty terrifying experience in the past." Piper recalled in her head the trip to the Bahamas with a group of her girlfriends for a Bachelorette party; who knew flying through a thunderstorm could be so treacherous, no matter the experience of the pilot flying the plane.

Piper raised an eyebrow as the man acknowledged his position. She waved a hand to show her welcoming as he took the seat beside her. "Please do, it is your plane after all." She laughed once again, her nerves slowly settling.
 
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He wished he had extended his hand for a handshake seeing how petite she was and dressed accordingly. He could see how slim her waist was and the features about her face could make anyone melt right there and then. Her voice was even more captivating, hearing and seeing her speak a few words

He watched the tiny girl shift in her seat and noticed her legs move about. He made sure he wasn't all too direct but the more he stayed and watched her, the more he wanted to take her to a restroom and fuck her brains out. It was wrong to think in this manner and he knew it, given his age, she wouldn't even consider doing anything with him....or would she? He asked himself.

He noticed how her curls cascade down after she ran her hand through her hair, "Ahh it's always a bad experience." He tilt his head, speaking in his sad tone of voice as he thought what he could do to make a good impression. "Thank you so much. But you know very well I wouldn't be flying this thing if this was my plane." He chuckled and looked at her, "You know there might be a way to get that fear out of your head." he planed a seed but not really wanting to tell her what it might be. He was actually thinking of taking her back to the cockpit to let her take the front row seat.
 
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