[Lucky_doug]

As I have pointed out before, I reside in Melbourne, AUSTRALIA. I frequently travel to Sydney on business, and I do so by plane, detesting the time taken up commuting by any other means.

On the flight, which is about an hour, I usually prepare for my meetings, creating notes, finishing of a ‘Powerpoint’ presentation or similar.

I don’t have time for frivolous conversation with the person sitting next to me or the cabin crew.
Sometimes the plane is full, other times it is not. It really depends on the time of the flight. Often the plane is full of people like me flying on business. So, most are busily engaged in their own world and there is little conversation or intercourse.

For some reason I got into conversation with a delightfully cute Asian girl who was overseeing my portion of the cabin. Now this is really unlike me, not that I am antisocial or anything, it’s just that I like to arrive planned and fully prepared.

Nonetheless, I boarded the plane, not having had a chance to grab a bottle of water. I was thirsty, my mouth was parched. So when the ‘Fasten Seatbelt’ sign went off I reached for the opportunity of gaining the cabin crew person’s attention to ask for a glass of water.

She brought it to me quickly and with a charming disposition offered it to me. She had an effervescent, bubbly demeanour which made it easy to like her, and so, I got drawn in by it and started chatting to her.

The plane was not full and she did not have a lot to do, so she remained with me to talk. After a minute or two she squatted down in an adorable pose. Very ladylike, not a bit of space between her thighs.

She was wearing the airlines uniform skirt, tight, dark and above the knee. However, in this squatting position this caused it to ride up her thighs, Allowing quite a bit of thigh to show. She was not wearing tights or opaque pantihose, just some very sleek and sheer ones, or so I thought.

We were catting away for what must have been more than five minutes. I tried to maintain eye contact not wishing to convey the wrong impression by peaking down her decolletage. I did notice that her legs remained ‘glued’ together the whole time.

Then it happened!

Another passenger behind her called her for some reason. She turned to see who it was. And as she turned her legs parted.

Yes, you guessed it, they parted sufficiently to offer me the most wonderful view all the way up her skirt to her adorable pussy.

Did I say pussy?

Yes, no pantihose on her, nor, for that matter panties either. She was wearing stockings without any knickers. Oh, you naughty girl!

Thus, I was gifted a view of her trimmed pussy, lips and all, as her legs were opened. Quite delightful.
I am not sure if she even realised what she had displayed to me as in that delicate and poised manoeuvre of turning, she rose to and took off to serve this passenger.

Now, I travel regularly, yet I had not seen before nor since a female member of the cabin crew sans culotte - without knickers. It is just possible that she gets hot below working the cabin and finds it more comfortable to do so commando style, or maybe she is of the kind that just prefers to go au natural. Nonetheless, whatever her reason it gave me a pleasurable interlude before my business meetings.

The next time I saw her was when we were disembarking, I made sure to give her a big smile and thank her for her excellent service. She returned my smile, but I don’t think she realised the reason for my smile or remark.