My Old Job

[skunfete]

wow that was really cool!!! keep them coming...

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Pam
From Russia with Love
Sun Aug 5, 2005 13:24
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When I first started in the airline industry I had a lot of debt from university. A from said they knew a way for us to make some extra money. No nothing illegal. There was a private airline company operating from our main airport. The operated Gulf Stream Jets and flew businessman and so on around the place. They often needed cabin crew since they didn’t keep them on permanent staff. I’d done a few short hops flying businessmen to Brussels etc. Then the owner said he had a great job if I was free. It was to fly out with a businessman to some unpronounceable place in Russia and fly back. Stag was he was staying for the weekend but accommodation would be provided for the flight crew and some pocket money. The job paid what it would take me a week of intensive flying to make.

When I arrived at the airport to meet up with the crew and passenger I was surprised to find that the captain was a 36 year old American blonde. She was very tall, long legs, and had a killer figure. Now we cabin crew where not use to competition from the flight deck. The co-pilot was a young 28 year old RAF pilot doing the job on the QT. The other cabin staff was my friend Lynn. She was a little older than me at the time being 25 years old.

When we arrived in Russia we where taken to our accommodation. It was a big let down. In effect it was a Porta-cabin in a wood. We where so tied we could complain that night. Next morning I awoke still a bit confused to surroundings. I get out of my bunk bed. Each of the six bedrooms had a double bunk and a cupboard. I here water running and figure well at least there’s hot water. I struggle out of bed and head in its direction hoping there would be more than one facility.

I gets to a door and hear the water behind it. Given the proportions of the cabin I figure that the door leads to a few smaller cubicals like the bedroom area. I push the door open and step in side. The wall to my right as three shower heads. To my left was a bath tub, then four toilet stalls. The room was full of steam confirming hot water. Then I realised thus as the nude shape turned around that it was the young co-pilot.

“Hi, come and join me” he said.

Shocked I mumbled “No thanks I can wait and beat a hasty retreat.

Once we had all woke up and washed and got our heads on straight we checked the fridge for food. We found a box of Russian money and a note in English with a map. Basically a village was about a mile away and we could get what we needed there. We four set off and found the village brought some provisions including vodka and returned to the hut. There was no TV or radio so we just sat around talking. The vodka was opened and we began drinking.

Well the talking got innuendo then just plain raunchy then quite pornographic. Then still being board the pilot said, “let’s see if there are any cards”. We looked around and found a dirty, tatty pack but they’d have to do.

Well it was long before a strip game was suggested. It was to be a simple lowest card loses an article. The winner of the had got to say what you took off. I lost first and it was my white blouse. So I was sat there in my white bra. Then the co-pilot lost his shirt very tanned and nice. Then the co-pilot lost again and it was a shoe. Then my friend lost and it was her blouse and she’s in a white bra too. Next it was me again and the bra is gone and I’m trying to cover best I could. Next the captain loses and she’s minus her shirt to reveal a white bra. Then I lose again my skirt this time to be in tan tights and white panties. Next I’m minus the tan tights. Then the co-pilot loses his other shoe. Then my friend loses her bra. I was feeling better now. Next the Captain loses her bra. Much better. Then my friend loses her skirt. Next the captain loses a shoe. Then I’m the first stripped naked. Then my friend loses her tights. The Captain loses her other shoe. Then the co-pilot loses his belt. Then the Captain loses her slacks. Then I lose but have nothing left so its forfeit time. Well the winner was the captain and she did not spare sisterly love.

I had to run across the track that led up to the cabin. The front door opened onto a platform then steps at each end went down to the ground. There was a green patch of land about 20 feet wide then a brown dirt track about 10 feet wide then a metal cylinder thing. I had to go and touch it. The captain wasn’t satisfied with just running nude it had to be hands free full show.

Next to lose was my friend to be naked. Followed by the co-pilots trousers. Then the Captain’s tights. Then my friend and I lost. The winner the Captain she smiles and does not spare our blushes when we have to kiss each other passionately. Well that’s fine except she wants us to do it on the concrete stand that the metal cylinder was on. So holding each others hand we make our way over to the concrete and step up on it. We kiss passionately until the captain and co-pilot are satisfied.

Well the winner is the co-pilot relieving the Captain of her panties. So he as three naked females at his disposal what does he do. Since we’d agreed sex was out. He as the three of us make love on the floor in front of him. It was my first real lesbian fling. It was great. The co-pilot joined us and some how the no sex rule got broke. He had each of us in turn and we each had him. It was a great orgy.

Going to bed together was out since the bunks where all we had. So we retired to our own rooms.

Next morning we weren’t so shy in the showers. I got in first and decided to have a bath. The bath was filed by you filling a big metal barrel thing which you then heated. Once it was hot you released a tap on the side to fill the tub. I’d just climbed in when the captain came in. Completely naked. She asked if she could join me and climbed in. We where busy chatting and washing each other when the co-pilot came in and reminded me just how well hung he was. My friend then joined us and stood in pants and bra chatting away.

“Take your kit off and join me the co-pilot said who was just starting a shower. My friend did just that.

It wasn’t long before they where both at it right in front of us. Once the co-pilot had satisfied her he came over to us. I gave him a blow job whilst the Captain enjoyed herself with her hand. Once he was hard he told us both to get out and kneel doggy style. He had my friend join us and he sent the three of us to heaven.

We where leaving for the plane when the co-pilot said that he still had a forfeit to collect. This was true the rule said one for each naked person. We soon found ourselves naked below the waist line handing over our panties as a souvenir.

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Probably twenty years ago, I was flying from Heathrow to Frankfurt and had severly hurt one ankle in a fall, so I was on crutches. I was preboarded to give me a bit more time, and fortunately I was in first class. One of the gate agents brought my briefcase on board, following me, and gave it to a lovely dark haired flight attendent. She was short, maybe 5 foot 1 or 2 inches tall, and asked if I would need the case during the flight, and I said no, I was hoping to take a nap. She put the briefcase on the seat in front of me, and when she put her foot on the seat to be able to lift herself high enough to put the case in the overhead compartment, her skirt rose to show lovely bronze stocking tops, then her curly triangle. She saw me staring, and stayed like that for a moment, and asked if I would like anything else. I looked at her eyes and she was smiling, and I said yes but this probably wasn't the place, as we could hear others being welcomed on the flight behind us. She stayed busy most of the flight, but before we landed, she had one of the other flight attendents get my case for me, so I would not forget it. When she walked by, I told her I was disappointed that she hadn't gotten it for me, and she squatted next to me and rubbed my ankle, and slightly parted her knees so I could see our little secret. Unfortunately, I was being met by one of my associates to help me because of my injury, so I never saw that lovely flight attendent again, but whenever possible, I still fly on any airline based in Great Britain.

[siggy24uk]

Pam is a friend of mine. She as told me a good few stories over the years. They all where originally on my web site. I still have them on 3.5 inch floppy disks. I have been searching for them off and on since CJbrown posted the starting post. I will keep looking when times allows.

She was often required to go commando. normally to pay off bets but some times as a birthday gift for well liked flight deck staff.

She certainly as flash passengers her stocking tops and probably panties but I don't know if any have been as lucky as you.

She as recently stopped flying and is now ground staff on checking. Apparently they are just as naughty but have interesting options. I will see if she will tell be a few tales from where I left off when my website was taken down by the PC police aka yahoo.

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Pam
Long Haul Initiations & Parties
Tues Oct 4, 2005 18:346
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I eventually got my break and transferred to a long haul carrier. I will not mention any names. I had to redo basic training which was a bit of a bore. One night we where having a quiet party when the purser who was in charge of the training flight said that she’d give us a quick preview of the test we where all about to sit. The next thing I know we are all gathered around a small table looking over the test paper. Not be able to really ready it but just take in what the questions where basically on. In reality not very useful. Just at that the training captain appears in the mess and catches us. Well to cut a long story short he agrees to over look the matter if we report for special training the next night purser included.

Next night we are in the training school pool dressed in bikinis as instructed rather than our usual one pieces used in training. One of our tests is to dive into the pool and bring a brick up to the surface. The captain says that we are to each in turn dive into the pool swim down and bring him a brick. He then says that we are to do this minus either our tops or bottoms or both. He says that the purser has know choice she’s going in, in the buff. The rest of us can choose but 50-50 have to go topless or bottomless. It’s decided to play Rock-paper-scissors to decide. So I end up bottomless diving for the brick. This gives the captain a good view of my rear and bush. We’d had to strip off altogether and wait our turn to dive. Hands by side so nothing was obscured. After our dive we had to likewise stand. I was fifth to dive with 11 after me. The purser then went.

My first long haul flight was to New York. The captain called me to the flight deck mid transit. He asked if I was liking my job so far. I said I was. He said that the crew where very close and that we needed to trust each other and hoped I’d fit it. He asked if I would bring them teas and coffees. I went off and made them. On my return a notice on the door read. Cabin crew to remove uniforms before entering. The girls had come up behind me and where in the cabin first class. I pulled the curtain over so passengers would not see and took off my jacket, skirt, and blouse. I went into the cockpit in court shoes, tan stockings, white bra and panties and neckerchief. The flight deck was very appreciative.

On another occasion whilst on a stop over I lost a silly bet to the first officer. We boarded the plane and prepared for take off. The first officer came on the intercom and said. “Cabin crew to adjust their under carriage”. The girls laughed knowing what was meant. I popped into the forward galley and whipped off my panties and then took them on a tray to the flight deck and hung them on the emergency handle of the cockpit hatch. They remained there for all the flight.

On another occasion I and a co-worker where late for a flight which meant that we nearly lost our slot. The next flight we are in the ready room when the captain and leading purser came in. They wanted to make sure we weren’t late again. So they had us remove our underwear bra and panties. We had to not wear underwear until we where back home.

On another occasion we where in a bar in New York with another crew playing pool. I lost big time and couldn’t cove the debt. I found myself on the cockpit of the other crew having swapped schedule. I had to sit in the jump seat for take off, topless. The land was minus my own under carriage.

Hotels offered more naughty opportunities. The first extended stop over I had in New York saw me and my friend naked running down the hotel corridor. On another occasion play strip poker with a crew from another airline I and a girl from their crew had to ride a elevator down to the lobby in just a towel. Have since done this one topless and nude.

The worse ordeal was about a year into my transatlantic career. I had to ride in a New York taxi just in a coat. The taxi driver being informed that I was dressed like that. I then had to walk through the airport to crew reception. The security guards eyes popped out when I was made to undo my coat and he saw my contra banded.

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Pam
Planes & Hotels
Fri Nov 18, 2005 21:56
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I have been asked for more details and adventures. Our captain’s 50th birthday was approaching so we decided to give him a treat. The five female cabin crew lined up quite nervously for the company’s official photographer who just happened to be flying out to somewhere to do an official spread for the airline. We wore heels, stockings, suspender-belts and bra. No I haven’t missed something they where missing. We stood in a line front to persons in front back. The lead person covering her patch with her hands.

We had a evening stop over on his birthday with a early morning rotation. So we couldn’t really hit the town. We ordered in take away to the captain’s suite a present from the company. Well the first officer soon dared us girls to open the door to the delivery guy in the state of dress in the picture. Being the junior at that time still it was decided since we didn’t have the right clothes with us that I’d open the door in just a towel. Well the delivery guy was very appreciative. He put the bags and boxes down on the table whilst I counted out the correct change. Then suddenly the chief purser grabbed my towel and the delivery man got a tip.

I vowed I’d get even.

Later that week we where all off duty and had the opportunity to go out partying. We’d agreed to wear the sexy underwear from the picture. We had a great time at one of our usual bar/restaurants. It began to thin out and the owner who we new well appeared with a cake for the captain. This led to a conversation about what he got and a discussion about the picture. Well the captain didn’t have it on him to show the owner so the first officer suggested that we shown the owner and prove at the same time we’d done as promised.

We where all soon stood in a line just in underwear. The officer pointed out the obvious and we all begrudgingly removed our panties shielding as best we could. This time I was on the end so was stood covering patch.

We went back to the hotel and had some more drinks. Very smashed by now. I dozed off at some point and woke up naked spread eagled on my bedroom floor. At breakfast the girls suggested various ways that I’d come to be there like that.

On another occasion we celebrated the pursers birthday. We where on a stop over in Florida. We where sat around the pool. I saw my opportunity for revenge. Not just for the towel but for the numerous stocking tops at passengers. The captain grabbed her ankles and the first officer her wrists. She knew she was going in the poll what she didn’t know was she was going in minus her bikini.

On another occasion stopping over at the same hotel there was a group of US army university cadets. They where very attentive to our needs. We ended up at a party in their room. Soon I was a bit worse for wear and dancing rather sexily. This lead to a request to be more revealing. I slowly stripped down to my underwear thinking I’d stop there but the guys where to wild. I soon was minus my panties and bra. I then just danced around naked for a while until I was left with two guys. The other girls had either gone off to their rooms alone or with a guy. Well I had a happy time. Then early in the morning the guys teacher appears and all hell breaks lose. I’m laying naked on the floor. I manage to collect my clothes and scrapper for my room nude bear butt on show.

[PurePwnage]

I suppose I can only imagine what that girl's rum punch tasted like in Barbados

[paddy dune]

Definately tell us more....your little snippets sound like they have the makings of the perfect stories for this forum....!!!

Wot u waiting for girl - get writing......!!!! D xxx

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Pam
Grounded
Sat Aug 26, 2006 22:34
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I was recently grounded due to a health problem. The company said I could work ground side until the issue cleared up. Now ground staff and cabin crew are like oil and water. few manager to cross between the two successfully. Late one night when we had closed but still had a in-bound that was way overdue we where all sitting in the mess room. The ground chief approached me with the desk manageress.

Well since you are going to be here a while we've decided that you should do the run. I knew what the run was I heard all the rumours. I was thinking of protesting but the others had all now stopped reading or whatever they where doing and turned their attention onto me. Well there wasn't really much point in saying no since that would probably get me a stripping.

The rules where explained to me.

I took off my shoes and exited the mess room. In the corridor I stopped to remove my tights. I continued on up the corridor into the changing room here removing my jacket. I now exited the changing room into the secure passage and turned down it but first removed my skirt. At the end of the passage I had to go through the staff door into the security check area. Here I removed my blouse so now in just underwear ran out into the lounge and bar area. Here I dumped the bra now trying to cover and run as best i could. This was a very long stretch. At the end I turned into the toilet block where my panties where left. At the end of the short corridor I had to knock n the door and wait until the guys let me through.

Now naked and covering I ran down the crew passage way to the mess room Entering from the other side. I now stopped and replaced my shoes. Once in the corridor I had to remove them to put on the tights and then replace the shoes. Into the changing rooms to put the jacket on. Out into the corridor and replacing my skirt. Now in the security check area I realised the issue clearly. off came the jacket and on went the blouse. Into the lounge and bar area and off comes the jacket, and blouse before the bra goes back on followed by blouse and jacket. Into toilet area and shoes and tights come off to put panties back on followed by tights and shoes. Knock at door and run to mess room.

17 minutes.

Dam!

So no choice but to strip completely naked and stand hands on head on table for all to see. I was sure I could do it in under 15 minutes.

[siggy24uk]

I was at a party on Christmas Eve with Pam. In a quiet moment in the kitchen when we'd both had had enough to loosen our lips I asked her if she had any stories to tell me. She blushed which was always a good sign.

"Well I have as a matter of fact Mr R" Pam said.

They had been grounded on and off with all the snow we have had recently. We British don't do snow or snow preparedness. One day they arrived at work in drips and drabs to find that the heating in the stand-by room was broken so they and the crews from other airlines had to share the VIP lounge.

Eventually things got a bit light then a bit cheeky then totally sexually explicit. Then the pilots got into what Pam calls machismo mode and started to brag about the prowess as a man and a pilot. One of the air crew from another company said that and any paraphrase he "You couldn't get your dick out of a snow drift never mind your plane". She went on to say that her company had real men for pilots not just little boys with their toys. Well that changed the light hearted banter into the usual machismo arguments with heat. Then cabin crew off another company said that the first girl should put her clothes where her mouth was since her company seemed to delight in their crew not dressing for work.

To clarify this comment. Pam's airline, I won't say the name, dress in nice skirts, blouses, jackets, nylons, and court shoes, with a neck scarf. When coming and going from the airport or not on board they have a long coat and a sensible but fetching hat. The first girls company likewise dresses very much like air crew should dress but does it in a very sexy provocative way. It mainly flies business men and so on around European capitals. The third airline is a cheap seat. They where slacks with a t-shirt, and a fleece. Not at all fetching. I always fly with Pam's airline I love the sexy understated girls. Hence the comment from the fleece to the blouse busting out all over.

Well next a wager is entered into. The first plane out once the go fly was up would win and all the others would have to pay up. The payment was that one female cabin crew from each of the other crews would have to strike the winning plane. Well pilots don't no when to stop. So by the end of the ensuing machismo argument the wager had been elaborated with side bets.

Another hour past and eventually the go fly came through. Now getting a aircraft off the ground in snow is a complex task. The captains challenge is to get the ground crew, traffic control and cabin crew with checking staff all motivated and working together. This would test man and woman management.

It wasn't long before the ground crew new about the wager. Now this had a unexpected effect. You see the ground crew had there favourites. By that Pam said "I mean those who'd they must like to see in the buff or scantly dressed". They also had favourites in terms of those that they would do anything for normally on the understanding of a bit of leg etc.

When the cheap airline crew although I am sure many are beautiful ladies didn't get noticed wearing what they did. But a few of the girls and guys had go friendships with ground staff and often did them special deals. The sun for £10.

So this meant that the ground crew had a meeting I use that term because I can't think of another, not that they actually had a meeting. They figured out that if they let the cheap airline win they'd perhaps put there favourites in line for some undressing which they might get to see.

So the cheap airline which did of an advantage over the other two being no frills now had a huge advantage unknown to the crews. There two planes cleared for take off in just over 40 minutes and where airborne in just on the hour and just after. The other airline to Pam's cleared next at around the hour mark and was airborne by 90 minutes. Pam's plane which had different classes of passenger took 90 minutes to be ready to board. The centre manager was really annoyed about this. They would normally be first in the air having paid a higher price for ground services. When he found out why he said that he would make the crew pay for their stupidity. The crew said it was the ground crew not them. The centre manager said if they hadn't gotten into the stupid wager in the first place they won't be taking off after the "wh*r* shop and booze run" as he referred to the other airlines.

Well Pam eventually gets back to base from her flight to a European capital. The cheap airline had finished all its rotations for the day and was all clean and ready for flight tomorrow when the other companies two jets landed. Of cause they new they had to pay up but Pam's crew thought that the centre manager would complain to the other two companies about the behaviour and they'd all get a verbal. She was reckoning on having to pay up at a crew party off canopy sometime.

Has they where leaving there plane they noticed that the Airbus flown by the winners was parked up against a hydraulic walkway that allowed passengers to walk straight off into the terminal. This was never done. The cheap airline never paid the extra for this. The crew where now worried about what this meant.

They where all eventually in their standby areas the heating having been fixed and the building warmed up. A representative of the winning crew appeared and laid down the terms. Well remained people of them and clarified who had been chosen for what and how exactly it was going to be done.

Pam and all of her three fellow crew members found themselves lined up in the winners plane. Along with the three girls from the other losers plane. The time difference between the winner being airborne and the losers being air borne was calculated. 33 minutes difference for the other losing crew and 57 minutes difference for Pam's crew.

He is where the fun starts.

Pam's crew starts first. They have to remove as a team one item of clothing/jewellery for every minute of difference. They clarified what counted as an item. So Pam starts and takes off her coat, the others follow. Four items. Left shoe, then the next girl, then the next and then the last. Then right shoe. This means 12 items gone. Then their jackets. 16 items. Then there neck scarfs and hats. Making 24 in all. Now rule 1 was clothes before jewels. Pam said she was trying to work out what the final state of dress would be and what order she should do things in. They now have a chat between them and go nylons, tights. 28 items gone. Next was blouses no choice really. All the girls getting cheers from the pilots present. Then the skirts go next. This makes 36 items in all. Pam says they now realised that they where headed for nude. I asked Pam what underwear the girls had on. "Regulation white, plain and simple". The bra's come off then the panties. 44 items altogether. The girls are now stood sheepish trying to cover and the other three girls from the other company are trying to calculate where 33 will get them. Remember there is one less of them which I think they forgot about. Pam said that she felt they thought they'd be in panties.

Now the girls deal with jewellery. Earrings worn by two of the girls, necklaces by one, and a ring each as allowed made 9 items which meant 53 in total. I don't think the ground crew where clever enough to make the difference just right but not having any clothes or jewellery left meant that they each would be allowed only one arm or hand to cover.

Pam's crew had to wait naked whilst the other crew went next.

They started with their jackets. 3 items from 33. Then their shoes six items, 24 left. Then their blouses 21. Then there skirts 18. Now the tights 15. Then looking a little more afraid now trying to work out where their calculations had went wrong. Bra's 12 left, panties, 9 left. Jewellery 8 earrings, and one necklace takes care of the 9 remaining items.

The rules for the next bit are clarified. Pam will go first followed by her team at 24 second intervals. I'll let you work out where that comes from. Pam is allowed one hand/arm to cover and decides her bush or pussy should get the protection. Off she goes down to the back door of the craft then down the extending walkway the crowd waiting for her at the end. The crowd being all the ground crew, check-in crew and anyone else the manager could round up. I believe this might well have included firemen, police officers and other officials. Pam arrives to a cheer and runs the gauntlet. Then down the other walkway to the front door of the craft to be back on board in relative safety. Slowly each of the other girls arrives back. Most of Pam's team goes for covering pubes. The other team got to cover pubes and boobs.

I forgot to mention when writing up the above. Whilst they where undressing the planes blinds where up so the crowd in the terminal would have been able to watch. Each girl was placed near a window. So who knows how much the ground crew saw curtsey of the centre manager. Pam said they will not be entering into bets again for a while.