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The Last Flight
Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories
walked to the galley to get her drink. Once out of her sight, I leaned against the buffet bar for a moment. I felt really odd but I had to be professional so I took a deep breath and stood up straight. The drink prepared, I placed it on the small tray and turned to face the cabin. I could just see the top of her head over the seat back, her jet black hair gleaming in the dull light. My feet didn't want to move but I forced them and, once more at her side, I placed the small coaster on the table she had pulled down and placed the glass upon it. “Your drink, Madam,” I said as professionally as I could then gasped and jumped as I felt her hand touch the back of my knee. “Jemima,” she said. “Jemima,” I repeated. “Is there anything else?” I felt the pressure increase on my leg as she smiled but shook her head gently. “I will be just behind you if you want anything,” I replied and after a moments pause as she held my gaze once more. I tore myself away and returned to my duties in the galley. From time to time I looked down the cabin to check whether anyone required my attention. A young man wanted a drink, a woman wanted a tissue and as the flight continued, I was kept busy. Each time I passed that rear single seat, Jemima watched me intensely and I was getting more and more self conscious. Whenever I served her she found a way to touch me. Nothing as much as that first time but contact, however small was like an electric shock to me. I placed a glass in front of her and she ...