skyline168's story with a former flight attendant

skyline168's Story with a Former Flight Attendant (

Published 2007/12/23 in Springtime Courtyard):

For many men, "flight attendant" seems like a fantasy, but in reality, many are quite ordinary and lack exceptional beauty. However, those selected as flight attendants are at least not too ugly. (But I have a friend who is very ordinary-looking, yet she became a China Airlines flight attendant; I don't know if it's due to good makeup skills or something else, but it surprised me greatly.) However, some "flight attendant aunties" from European and American airlines are quite pleasing to the eye; perhaps they were beautiful when they were young. Domestic airlines pay more attention to appearance; older flight attendants, except for a small number who are allowed to continue working, mostly transfer to ground staff.

Flight attendants' salaries are higher than those of ordinary white-collar workers, especially on international routes; the bonuses for long-haul flights are even more considerable, exceeding 70,000 to 80,000 NTD. But frankly speaking, flight attendants are just high-level service personnel; the work is extremely monotonous, the in-flight environment is harsh, and the job is not easy. For many women, being a flight attendant seems like an "imaginary" job. I have male friends who work as flight attendants, and some who were selected have changed their minds and refused to report for training.

Having flown with many airlines, I've noticed that Asian routes like those to Japan, South Korea, Singapore, mainland China, and Taiwan, as well as some Southeast Asian routes, all have beautiful flight attendants. Some European routes, especially those to Northern Europe, also have quite attractive flight attendants. Comparing Taiwan and mainland China, mainland flight attendants generally have higher overall quality. Perhaps this is due to mainland China's larger population and more developed human resources, resulting in a higher average quality among a highly selective workforce.

Regarding service, in-flight service in Taiwan is quite good and frequent, but some flight attendants seem very reluctant. They act one way in front of guests, but their demeanor changes drastically when they leave after serving meals. While not every flight attendant is like this, many are.

Some have an inherent arrogance that's easily noticeable with a little observation. It's like an elevator attendant seeing off a passenger; their facial expression changes drastically the moment the doors close. Whether something comes from the heart or not, the person being served can sense it. It's like listening to a singing competition;
the music may be pleasant, but whether it's moving is subjective. Taiwanese women are relatively fortunate, pampered by their fathers, boyfriends, and even their "sexy" bosses at work. Different cultural climates create different atmospheres. Regarding flight attendants' service attitude, I feel more genuine service from Japanese airlines, and Singapore Airlines is also good—this is purely my personal opinion.

In short, you have to do your job properly, even if you have to act, to avoid resentment. Since it's a service industry, if you're not attentive to customers, you'll end up being the one who suffers if you encounter a "bad customer."

Some men might fantasize about flight attendants when they fly, but I don't tend to, because flying is a nightmare for me. Every time I fly, I feel extremely uneasy and panicked. I can't sleep, I'm restless, and I'm constantly worried about flight safety. Basically, being in the air makes me feel very insecure, and sometimes long-haul flights are even more torture. Every time I land safely, I feel like I've survived a ordeal, but I still have to fly. Enough
rambling, let's get to the main point.

I have a friend (I guess you could call her a friend), she's not a current flight attendant, she left the job more than six months ago. As for the reasons for leaving, it's nothing more than irregular lifestyle, boring work, and high pressure. From her words, I sensed she didn't have much attachment to the flight attendant profession, or perhaps there were other reasons, I didn't inquire further. Which airline? I can't reveal!
After graduating from university with a degree in English, she joined that airline as a flight attendant and left after three years. How do I know her? Because we had business dealings. When I met her, she had already switched to being an insurance agent. As for which insurance company? Like the airline, I'll leave that to you.

Her name is Xiaoxuan (pseudonym). Xiao Xuan is of average build, around 160cm tall, with a good figure and decent looks. Her mannerisms and speech are like those of a wicked woman, arousing men's desire to take advantage of her on the spot. You would never mistake her for a respectable woman.

I met her through a friend's introduction. Her purpose in interacting with me was to sell insurance, while I was simply looking for any opportunity to take advantage. After exchanging MSN, our online conversations had nothing to do with insurance; they were mostly about erotic topics. She was also an open-minded woman, and seeing many photos of her on duty on her blog only fueled my fantasies.

According to her, she had had sexual relations with a captain. Another female flight attendant friend said the same thing, and I couldn't tell if it was true or not. I don't know if they were exaggerating, thinking that having sex with a "captain" was something to be proud of, or if this was common in their community—after all, they fly every day, have high work pressure, and their lives are in their hands, so they enjoy themselves while they can.

(A friend of mine who flies fighter jets told me he secretly keeps small bottles of whiskey on board so he can have a sip when he's stressed, but I always thought his story was too exaggerated.)

After chatting for a while, Xiaoxuan became increasingly impatient with me, and her tone grew more and more unpleasant. She would often say she was busy after a short chat, clearly unwilling to discuss sexual topics. She even told me that if I hadn't talked to her about "one-night stands" from the beginning, she might have had a better impression of me, and we might have had a chance to date. But I was too casual and always talked about sex, making her think all crows are black. At that time, she had recently broken up with her boyfriend.

Later, whenever I messaged her, she would always ask, "Do you want to buy insurance?" If not, then there was no need to chat—so realistic!

One day, on a whim, I asked her online, "What insurance plans does your company offer?" (Although I studied business, I didn't know much about insurance. Anyway, it's a standardized contract, it's all the same, you get what you pay for!)

Talking about insurance made her more enthusiastic. She asked about my fixed income and investment returns, probably trying to gauge my ability to buy insurance policies, and told me to come to her for a detailed discussion when I had time.

Speaking of this, I once met a female insurance agent online. She was very flirtatious online and wouldn't admit to having a boyfriend. But once we met, I discovered she was even wearing a wedding ring. Of course, with a husband, she wouldn't have a boyfriend. Don't assume the client was lustful; the insurance agent herself was probably dishonest, deliberately creating a false impression to lure me in. I've seen TV reports of people buying several units of columbariums without even holding hands—how absurd! That kind of situation is unlikely to happen to me.

One day, I asked Xiaoxuan out for coffee. Without further ado, I asked her what the benefits of buying insurance were. Of course, I wasn't referring to the insurance itself, but rather the benefits of buying from "her"?!

After some negotiation, Xiaoxuan said she could sleep with me, but with conditions. First, no perverts (what constitutes perverts?) no violence, no unusual fetishes; second, she could only repay me after the policy took effect seven days (or a few days? I didn't pay much attention) and couldn't be cancelled or refunded. As for whether I would redeem early, that's irrelevant; thirdly, regarding the policy amount, it must be at least 100,000 yuan annually for at least five years. As for the policy signing, if I'm worried, it's naturally safer to sign it with their company.

Even without the romantic entanglements, buying insurance is perfectly acceptable; it's not a loss. Xiaoxuan's willingness to offer herself is just an added bonus. Unfortunately, I have no "interest" in buying insurance, only "sexual" interest in Xiaoxuan. I asked Xiaoxuan how many transactions she'd done this way since she entered the industry, and she said never—frankly, I wanted to believe her, but it wouldn't make much difference.

She was afraid I'd renege on the deal after getting what I wanted, and I was afraid she'd cancel after the policy took effect. (Wouldn't that be too much?!) I asked her if there were any ways to ensure a clean transaction (like notarization in court, but that's overthinking it), but Xiaoxuan was indifferent, acting high and mighty, as if she was already being very aggrieved by compromising.

I tried to get her to talk about how much commission she'd take on a policy, and whether it was possible to not buy insurance and just accept the commission, but she refused. She wanted more than just a single commission; she also wanted the bonuses and subsequent benefits from accumulated sales, which made it difficult to estimate her value.

(I thought that even if I was willing to pay her a single commission, it wouldn't be worthwhile unless I genuinely planned to buy insurance myself, or I really liked her.)

Since we couldn't reach an agreement at the time, nothing came of it, but we would still chat intermittently when we met on MSN.

One evening, I greeted Xiaoxuan online, and she asked to borrow some money from me. It wasn't a large sum, nor was it something I could easily pay off with a few thousand yuan (strange! We weren't that close enough to lend each other money, and besides, money lent out is usually gone forever). I brought up the past and asked her what she thought, not expecting much, but to my surprise, she readily agreed.
Since that was the case, I was happy to oblige.

The next afternoon, I took a day off and went to see Xiaoxuan. (Now, thinking back, I realize I missed something—why didn't I ask her to wear her flight attendant uniform? I wonder if she returned it to the airline or if she kept it?)
When I picked up Xiaoxuan, the atmosphere was relaxed and informal because we knew each other. In the car, I touched her hand, but she said not to, and that we should talk about it in the room.

In the motel room, Xiaoxuan reached out and asked me to hand over the money I had promised to lend her. After taking it, she counted it out in front of me and then put it into her LV designer bag.

"Now, let's get down to business!" I said to Xiaoxuan.

Xiao Xuan said, "I'll go take a shower first, then you can shower later."

I said, "No way! We'll shower together, or give me back my money. I'm not lending you any, I'm leaving."
Unexpectedly, Xiao Xuan actually took the money out of her LV bag and tried to throw it back at me. This time, I ran into a brick wall and ended up apologizing to her, having trampled on my male pride.

A while later, Xiao Xuan came out of the shower wrapped in a towel (I had just been given the cold shoulder by her and didn't feel like peeking at her while she showered, so I lay dejectedly on the bed). After I quickly finished showering, Xiao Xuan was already watching TV in bed. I crawled in, ready to get started, but Xiao Xuan repeatedly emphasized that I couldn't play any tricks.

Although Xiao Xuan is quite gay, it only fueled my desire to conquer her. Sigh... men!
And she used to be a flight attendant!

I kissed her on the lips, and she didn't resist. After a while, Xiao Xuan's attitude became less sharp (it should be "sharp," not the sharp edge you'd eat). She made "mmm" and "ahh" sounds. I felt like she was an empress, and I was her slave. But I didn't mind, and I tried my best to please her, constantly testing her erogenous zones. When I touched her sensitive spots, she would approvingly say, "That's it, that's right!"

(Her breasts were small C-cups, soft and elastic to the touch!)

When I touched her private parts, they were wet and sticky. I knelt beside Xiaoxuan, my left hand constantly sliding across Xiaolai's "riverside," while my right hand squeezed her breasts, occasionally pinching her nipples. My mouth would kiss her lips, suck on her nipples, and sometimes I would put my fingers in her mouth, which she would suck on wantonly. As the movements of my fingers below quickened, she became more and more engrossed and wanton.

I changed positions, making her bend her legs, and buried my head between her thighs. I stuck out my tongue and used it like a mixer to constantly move around Xiaoxuan's vulva, sometimes up and down, sometimes back and forth, sometimes left and right. I also used my index and middle fingers to help spread her labia, making it easier for my tongue to penetrate deeper. When Xiaoxuan's love juice flowed out a lot, I didn't have time to drain it, and it overflowed into my mouth along with my tongue. I didn't care and swallowed quite a bit.
Xiaoxuan didn't say anything, and I was too lazy to talk to her to avoid getting rejected. The two of us were like acting in a silent play, or like mute people making love, with only "mmm" and "ahh" sounds.

I made her turn over and stick her buttocks up, and I stuck out my tongue from behind, using my hands to spread her buttocks and brush her vulva; I also took care of her anus, and even used my tongue to explore it for a while; my hands also reached from behind to her chest, playing with her breasts. Xiaoxuan finally said, "It feels so good."

(Of course it felt good, I was working so hard!)

I asked Xiaoxuan to use the "69" position to serve each other, man on top, woman on top. I felt her technique was pretty good, her tongue was varied, and the speed was rhythmic. The more stimulation I gave her, the more obvious the energy she gave me in return, it was so much fun!
My tongue felt like a remote control, but she was a bit rough when she was excited, her teeth got stuck on my "heirloom" several times (it felt good at the time, but it hurt a bit afterward). Later, I couldn't take it anymore and really wanted to come (Xiaoxuan had said it could only be once), so I quickly changed positions and continued to serve her, letting my "heirloom" rest for a while.
After a while, I asked Xiaoxuan to help me put on a condom, and we started with the traditional man on top, woman on bottom position, with my arms wrapped around Xiaoxuan's back, moving rhythmically. After a few dozen strokes, I really wanted to come, so I quickly asked Xiaoxuan to change positions, with her sitting on top of me, man on bottom, woman on top. She played with me while sitting on top, controlling the angle and force, and I was too lazy to thrust into her. (I should say I was trying to distract myself and prolong the ordeal.)

I saw Xiaoxuan reach out and stroke her clitoris with her fingers, while my "family heirloom" was fully inserted into her paradise.

I put my hands behind my head as a pillow, and after a while, Xiaoxuan pulled my hands out from behind her head and wanted me to touch her breasts. In less than five minutes, I was so excited that I couldn't hold back and wanted Xiaoxuan to change positions. She said it felt good this time and asked what I wanted to do. I said it was my first time with her, and I was so excited that I wanted to come, so I wanted to change positions. Xiaoxuan said, "Just come if you want to, you're so useless!"

Before long, my "family heirloom" shamelessly delivered its "goods" to Xiaoxuan. I didn't dare ask Xiaoxuan if she had an orgasm, but it seems she didn't, although she must have enjoyed it.

I hugged Xiaoxuan from behind, gently pulling out a tissue and removing the condom. I explained, "I was too excited the first time with you, so I couldn't help myself. Next time will be better. How about we do it again later?" Xiaoxuan said, "Another time?!" I asked her how her ex-boyfriend performed, and she didn't mince words, saying he was about the same as me.

Xiaoxuan said she wanted to sleep for a while, and I checked the time—there was still an hour and a half left. Xiaoxuan turned her head to sleep, but without thinking, she snuggled up next to me. (Luckily, I hugged her from behind, and she didn't object.) There were less than thirty minutes left in the break, and the counter called to remind us. I wanted to wake Xiaoxuan, but she said she really wanted to sleep and wanted me to extend the time. She didn't even answer her own phone when it rang.

Later, she woke up, actually because I rubbed her awake. Xiaoxuan got up to go to the toilet to pee, and I asked her if she wanted to do it again. She said somewhat dismissively, "Are you sure you can handle it?" Despite that, she still agreed to my request.
This time I was quite valiant, and didn't feel much, just wanted revenge. I lasted fifty minutes (actual time was probably thirty minutes), and I could still hold on, showing no signs of wanting to come. On the contrary, she had back pain and kept saying she couldn't take it anymore, though she did reach orgasm.

After we finished, we smoked together and flirted in the jacuzzi. She seemed to smoke quite heavily, even though I've quit, I still smoked with her. During our conversation, she still wouldn't give up, asking if I wanted to buy insurance, and if I did, she'd have to sleep with me three times (she'd only said once before).

Later, when we met again, we remained friends, but we didn't go to a hotel again because she broke her promise and didn't repay the loan. I also didn't want to lend her money again, so we couldn't reach an agreement.

Even so, if one day I really want to buy insurance, even if she doesn't sleep with me, I'll still buy it from her, because meeting once still has some connection, at least we've had some.

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