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The Mile High Club, Chapter 8 [NSFW]

Chapter 8: The Astronaut (Harvey)

I was pushing the cart down the aisle, asking my same questions over and over; “do you want a drink?”, “can I get you anything?”, “do you have any trash I can take?” and things like that. It was monotonous and it was boring and the worst part was, I was half way through the aisle and had yet to see a decent looking man. Finding handsome men on the flight and pulling them back to the fun-cabin was really the only thing keeping me at this job. That and seeing cool places, of course.

My best friend had told me I was basically a legal prostitute, something I laughed at because it was kind of true. I got paid to fly and serve people, yes, but I also tried to party and fuck as many dudes as I could while working, so she wasn’t wrong. I was living it up while I was still young and I had no regrets.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 7 [NSFW]

Chapter 7: The Sleeper (Arnie)

It isn’t often that Arnie finds himself afraid to fly. He flies all the time as flight attendant. But after last week’s turbulent flight and rocky landing, he found himself nervous. Fiddling with his tie as he attempted to get ready for work in the morning, his wife asked him if he was okay. “I am okay,” he said, flatly, not wanting to get into the details of it right before he had to leave.

He tucked his carry-on away neatly, like he does when he boards the plane every day he works, and takes a sip of cold water. It soothes him for a blissful moment before his nerves return to him. His partner on the flight is a young girl named Camila. She reminded him of his wife at home and therefore he took a liking to her. He found safety in her because of this, too.

“Cami, I’m glad to see you,” he told her as she was tucking her bag away in the overhead compartment. Her blazer lifted, exposing her midriff. He looked but made sure to look away quickly so that she would not see. Read more »

The Mile High Club, Chapter 6 [NSFW]

Chapter 6: The Good Pilot (Mark)

I had been working as a Pilot for 15 years now, only changing airlines once in my entire career. I had seen a lot of things—heart attacks in the air, unstable passengers needing “off” when it was impossible, sketchy landings and times where I had no visibility and hugged my co-pilot upon landing. But over the last few years I had seen something completely different and completely new; a party culture among airline employees had recently emerged and it was hard to ignore.

People don’t understand the toll it takes to be away from your home and family as much as we are. We travel more than businessmen; we travel non-stop and we miss a lot of birthdays and holidays. We disappoint our loved ones often and we really don’t have much choice. It can be both lonely and depressing to be away for long stretches, even if we get to travel to places that most people only can dream of seeing. You yearn for an emotional connection; you are starved for a physical touch and you desperately need to connect with someone else’s belief systems in order to feel grounded. So, with that said, I do understand how the “party” culture has become to be. Read more »

The Mile High Club, Chapter 5 [NSFW]

Chapter 5: The Connector (Lola)

There was always that one girl that had a way of wrapping everyone around her finger. She looks different in everyone’s story but she is always there, consistently getting her way and persuading people to do things they wouldn’t normally do. She is beautiful, she speaks eloquently and she sees opportunity in every situation.

In my story—the story of me being a flight attendant struggling with fiancé and I being perpetually long-distance—the girl is Lola. She is a flight attendant that I met at my previous airline and we changed companies together. We had a mutual friend named Melissa who told us how all the Pilots and Attendants were the best; a close-knit family of sorts is how she described it. I had just gotten engaged to my long-time boyfriend when I switched companies and they promised me that even though I’d be in the air for more days at a time, I’d have more days off at a time, too. My fiancé loved that idea and so I took the job and when I did, Lola did too.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 4 [NSFW]

Chapter 4: The Lucky One (Melissa)

I woke up, my heart racing in my chest, not knowing the time or day. How long had I been asleep? I pulled the cover off my eyes and blinked wildly, trying to absorb my surroundings in hopes of having an epiphany about where I was and what had happened. The room was almost completely black but for a small stream of vertical yellow light wafting in from across the room. I stood up—I had been lying in a bed—and crept to the light. It was sunlight coming in a curtain. I grabbed the old curtain and drug it back—the whirring sound that came from the curtain rod made my head pound. I could see I was in the hotel right off the airport because when I looked out the window, I saw the airport. *Okay,* I said to myself*, now at least I know I’m safe.* I turned around and rubbed my eyes, trying to now see into the dark room. There was a large bed in the center, none of the covers were on it, and the rest was standard crappy hotel room. Dresser, TV, small table and chair. I didn’t see any luggage or clothing anywhere. I looked over at the nightstand by the bed to see if my purse was there and then I spotted a piece of paper that I could see had writing on it. I went to it and opened it. Read more »

The Mile High Club, Chapter 3 [NSFW]

The Dream Team (Addy & Jess)

“Another 16 hour flight today,” Addy said, tying her silk scarf into a perfect bow around her neck. She was standing in the bathroom of the private lounge, preparing for the day ahead of her. “I hope Cap hasn’t seen us on the itinerary yet,” she smiled in the mirror at her friend and co-worker, Jess. “Me too,” she smiled, shaking her head, “I want to surprise him.” The women finished perfecting their uniforms which were navy blue, knee length pencil skirts… very fitted. They wore white dress shirts with the top three of four buttons left undone, their breasts spilling out the top. They both put their blue wrap blazers on, cinching them tightly to push up their breasts. The women rolled their long hair into buns, pinned them and set the pillbox hats on their heads. Imagine Britney Spears in her music video ‘Toxic’ and now you know what passengers got to look at—pure bliss. The women were gorgeous, energetic and sexy as hell.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 2 [NSFW]

In case you missed it, here’s [The Mile High Club: Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/h13x9m/the_mile_high_club_chapter_1_nsfw/)

Chapter 2: Queen of the Sky (Josephine)

“Roaming the skies with men between my thighs,” Josephine always liked to say, as she was now reaching over the top of the toilet stall in the airport bathroom, waving her open palm at me. “I’m waiting,” she growled, as I handed her a pair of clean panties from her carry-on. Moments later she emerged from the tiny metal stall, smoothed her pencil skirt and stood at the sink. She stared at herself for a moment and so did I.

She was 5’8” with light colored skin, light freckles, and dark chocolate hair. Her eyes were a clear ocean blue color and they twinkled in her reflection. She always had a perfect manicure and the perfect outfit; she was sweet and funny. But she drank too much and too often and it could make her cruel and hard to be around. But we flew together often and she could be a lot of fun so when we had a day or two between flights, we would always get together.

The Mile High Club, Chapter 1 [NSFW]

Chapter 1: The Butterfly (Camila)

The first few years she was a flight attendant, she was timid and shy. She greeted people only when she had to, served them while asking the minimal questions and for the most part, kept to herself between flights. The other girls partied with the Captains often and even sometimes partied with just one another in their down time. Initially she didn’t know if she would fit in. And even though she didn’t work and travel with the same people all the time, she found that most of them were partiers, drinking and doing light drugs, having sex and sometimes multiple people having sex together. But as time went on, the toll of the job felt heavy on her shoulders. She was away from her home for long stretches, all of her friends rarely saw her and when she was off of work, they often already had plans without her. She couldn’t meet a man because she never saw anyone long enough to make a connection. She hadn’t had sex in ages and she found herself being exhausted of her current life, sexually frustrated and ready for a change.

The Roommates, Part 16- The FINAL chapter! [NSFW]

The day we spent with my parents went great—they could see how much Kelly and I enjoyed one another and knowing that Brock gave us his blessing helped greatly. My Dad even wanted to have a family dinner where Brock and his new girlfriend came, too. Kelly was fine with it. Now we were just settling into a life of being a couple—so far it was great. We have a great sex life, we connect emotionally and we have the same beliefs spiritually.

Fast forward to six months after I started renting the house on Pacific. Kelly was spending so much time at my place that one day we woke up, her wearing a pair of my boxer briefs and a tee shirt of mine (because all her spare clothes were dirty) and I said, fuck it, just move in. It was so hard for her to have bags and drawers of stuff here, not knowing what was where, and it made sense for her to move in with me. She agreed, we hired movers and she was officially living with me within the week. Aside from having a bathroom full of face washes (apparently girls need at least three different kinds) and a kitchen cabinet full of mismatching mugs, it was going great. Kelly and I have found a good groove—we went to work at the same time, got home at the same time, went for a run, she swam while I lifted weights, we showered and ate, fucked and went to bed. It was a routine but it was a routine that worked for us both. Read more »

The Roommates, Part 15 [NSFW]

It had been about a month since I moved into the rental home and I was loving it. I don’t know why I lived with Brock for so long—I told myself it was to save money but I think it was just a fear of being alone. But Kelly and I were now exclusive, her IG was flooded with photos of us and it felt good. I told my parents I was dating Brock’s girlfriend and they didn’t understand and I can’t say they do yet. What was I supposed to do—tell my parents she won be over by masturbating in front of me? Not quite. Instead I asked them two things: to give her a chance and to realize that when you have a real connection with someone you can’t deny yourself. They agreed and we set up a day for them to come see the rental house and meet Kelly. In all the years I lived with Brock, they’d not actually met Kelly yet. I wasn’t nervous because even though I loved my parents, I didn’t give a shit what they thought. I was happy and they’d learn to get over it if they couldn’t immediately be happy for me. Read more »