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The Last Flight

Date: 12/23/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 18, Source: LushStories

Suddenly a voice coughed exaggeratedly and I almost jumped out of my skin and dropped the manifest onto the galley floor. At the curtain was the co-pilot, First officer Higgins. “Sorry, Karen, I didn't mean to startle you,” he said. “Are you all right?” “Oh Crumbs, yes. Sorry, Bob, I was miles away.” The adrenalin was rushing through my veins and arteries and it took me a moment to regain my composure. “Are you sure you are okay,” he repeated. “There is nothing wrong I hope.” I swallowed and took a deep breath, willing myself to act normal. “No, nothing wrong,” I half lied. “I just didn't hear you arrive. Can I get you something?” “I just came back for some coffee. You haven't been up yet.” He still looked a little concerned. “Oh bother. I'm so sorry, Bob, I have been a little busy. This lot have been quite demanding today.” “Not to worry,” he said with a cheery smile. “I will take some back with me.” “Nooo, don't be silly,” I said, smiling, some of my confidence returning with the much needed distraction. “I will make some fresh and bring it up to you.” “Okay, thanks.” He went to leave then stopped and turned back, frowning. “You are sure nothing's wrong?” he asked again. I smiled. “No, nothing's wrong,” I said, “But thanks for asking. I'll be up in a minute or two,” and, once again, I was alone. All thoughts of the mysterious Mrs. Rana were dismissed as I busied myself with the task of brewing fresh coffee. When it was ready I filled two cups and placed them on saucers on ... a small tray along with a small jug of milk and a bowl of sugar. Then I placed a teaspoon on each of the saucers. Finally, I put some biscuits onto a small plate and onto the tray. Holding the tray firmly I walked through the cabin and purposely didn't look at the beautiful woman in seat twenty-five. At the front of the cabin, holding the tray on one hand, I knocked on the cockpit door, opened it and slipped inside. “Hello stranger,” the voice from the right hand seat. “Oh, I'm sorry, Captain but I have been rather busy.” Captain Eric Anderson turned round in his seat to face me. “Don't worry, Karen, I am just teasing.” He took the steaming cup and saucer from me. “Bob told me you were. He also said he startled you.” “Hmm, yes, he did!” I pursed my lips in mock annoyance. “I did apologise,” Bob Donnelly chimed in from the left as he took his cup from my outstretched hand. He paused whilst we both held the saucer. “I must say, though, it is not like you to be so easily surprised.” “No, well!” I released the saucer. “I wasn't expecting you.” “What were you reading?” “Oh, just the manifest.” I was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. “Really? Someone caught your eye have they?” The question came from the pilot. “No they haven't!” I feigned indignance, hoping they didn't ask anything else. “Sorry, just joking,” he replied. “Yes, well, don't be so cheeky!” I allowed a smile and looked out through the small windscreen. One of the things I loved about my job was the view. The ...