Chapter 4

As they walked towards the gate, Stephanie pulled the captain’s arm, and turned to talk to him.

“Walk slower, these panties are cutting me in half,” she moaned into his ear.

The waistband of the panties was cutting into the rounded flesh of Stephanie’s hips and most of the cotton in the crotch had disappeared deep into her slit.

Her aroused clit was getting rubbed with every step she took.

The panties that had been wet with the combination of the tall Thai girl’s pussy juices and the captain’s sperm when she put them on were getting wetter with every step she took.

Stephanie could feel her arousal gently building with every step, and she simply could not stop herself from continuing to wiggle along like a catwalk model, increasing the friction on her clit.

“You promised not to come without permission” the captain grinned down at Stephanie, not slowing his stride.

Stephanie looked at him with frantic eyes “Does it look like I want a public orgasm in Bangkok airport?” She whispered, “besides they are so wet they are chafing my pussy and walking like this reduces the chafing.”

The captain relented, and slowed their pace to a crawl. As they got to the gate, he scanned the boarding passes and they made their way onto the plane.

They were the last to board, and the curtains to economy were closed. The plane was about three quarters full and they had business class to themselves.

Stephanie groaned as they took their seats; 2A and 2B.

“Fuck, I can’t keep wearing these panties,” she swore breathlessly to the captain.

“They’re doing more than fucking cutting me in half. They’re cutting right into my clit. I’m going to have to go to the restroom and take them off.”

As Stephanie finished speaking, the hostess, a tiny beautiful Thai girl, brought them two glasses of sparkling champagne.

“Are you OK, miss?” asked the hostess, noticing the frown on Stephanie’s face.

The captain spoke for her “Stephanie is a bit cold, can you bring a blanket for her?”

Then he leaned across, kissed Stephanie, looked her in the eye and spoke quietly to her.

“You’re going to take them off right here,” with a mischievous grin.

Stephanie was past caring. She was going to take the bloody things off even if she had to do it in front of an audience of ten thousand.

Stephanie didn’t hesitate when the hostess passed her a blanket from the overhead locker.

She quickly covered her lap, kicked her thongs off her feet and then skimmed off her harem pants, handing them to the captain. She put her hands under the blanket again, hooked her thumbs into the waistband of the panties and took them off too.

Sighing with relief, as the pressure on her tortured and swollen clit was removed, Stephanie looked up and saw the hostess looking right at her - with wide open eyes and a massive naughty smile on her cute face.

The captain laughed and handed Stephanie’s harem pants to the hostess.

“Stephanie feels a lot more comfortable now,” he laughed.

“And please can you put these in Stephanie’s carry-on? She won’t be needing them for a while,” he continued.

Stephanie realized that she was going to be travelling half-naked under the blanket, and she froze with her mouth open, the sopping wet panties dangling from her left hand.

“She does look very comfortable to me, sir” said the hostess with a giggle and she folded up Stephanie’s harem pants.

Then she hopped up onto the seat in front, pulled open the locker and stowed the folded harem pants in the top of Stephanie’s carry-on.

The captain plucked the wet panties out of Stephanie’s grip.

The hostess closed the locker and hopped down off the seat in front of them and looked at them both, with the same naughty smile and twinkling eyes.

The captain handed Stephanie’s wet panties to the hostess.

“And she won’t be needing these again,” he grinned.

The hostess cooed.

“Ooh these are absolutely soaking. I can see why she was so uncomfortable. And ooh, Stephanie, you smell absolutely divine.”

The hostess raised her hand that held the panties to her nose, and sniffed loudly - drawing the musky scent deep into her lungs, eyes still locked with Stephanie’s.

Stephanie blushed beautifully under her tan but she didn’t break eye-contact with the hostess.

The hostess leaned across the captain towards Stephanie and spoke softly.

“My name is Coco. You two are my only customers in business class today. Once we take-off, I’ll come back. Do please let me know if there’s anything I can do to help you get more ‘comfortable’. I will do anything ... anything you desire.”

Coco leaned in and waved the panties in front of Stephanie’s face, and turned away.

The captain burst out laughing, as Coco moved off towards the front of the cabin.

He looked at Stephanie and spoke, “I get the impression that Coco really ‘likes’ you Stephanie.”

“Oh my God” Stephanie breathed, looking frantically around, “Did anyone else see that?”

“No” said the captain, “the rest of the crew are at the rear of the plane, and the curtains are closed behind us.”

Stephanie sank back into her seat, her brain was fried.

Her pussy and clit were throbbing in time with her wildly beating heart.

She closed her eyes and forced herself to breathe deeply.

The crew returned to the front of the aircraft pulling back the curtains, and started to prepare for take-off as the plane was pushed back and taxied out to the apron.

Stephanie tugged down on the blanket covering her lap and wriggled in her seat.

She could still detect the scent of arousal and it wasn’t all her own.

The spicy scent of arousal of the tall Thai girl that had been previously wearing the panties before her was still evident.

Being half-naked under the blanket was both scary and exciting at the same time.

Stephanie felt the sexual energy racing up her spine from her tingling pussy and she took the captain’s left hand in her right and squeezed.

She felt more alive than she had done for years.

Stephanie picked up her glass of champagne and drank it down in one go.

The captain looked at her, “I have a present for you” he said.

He dropped a small neatly wrapped package, tied with a bow onto her lap.

The wrapping paper was a silky white with an embossed symbol that Stephanie didn’t recognise, and the ribbon was thin and gold.

Stephanie let out a squeal of delight and pulled his head down for a kiss.

She picked up the package, rattled it and sniffed it to see if it had a scent. Eyes dancing with joy, she pulled off the ribbon, and opened the paper to reveal three boxes of equal size.

Coco watched them from the corner of her eye with interest, as she followed the process of securing the aircraft for departure.

She was almost as sexually aroused as Stephanie, and her tiny hips twerked as she moved around the galley at the front, her pussy tingling every time she looked up and caught a glance of the handsome couple.

Amy, her crew partner made her way back down to the back of the aircraft, and Coco was left alone with her new favourite customers.

Coco was as horny as fuck, and she intended to do something about it. She lifted her hand to her nose that had held Stephanie’s panties, and caught a faint whiff of musk.

Coco made her decision, and she pulled out the wet panties from the locker in the galley where she had stowed them. She knocked on the door to the cockpit and waited for the flight crew to unlock it for her to be able to enter.

Charles and Adam, her favourite sexy pilot and co-pilot were in their seats up front. The door was unlocked and as she stepped into the cockpit, she could feel her pussy tingling with anticipation.

What she was about to do was fucking naughty and what Coco loved more than anything was being naughty and fucking.

She stepped up next to Charles, the pilot, and watched him and Adam as they did the pre-flight checks.

Coco waited for Charles to pause and make eye-contact with her. When he did, she threw Stephanie’s wet panties onto his clipboard.

Coco announced “The passenger in seat 2A has already relaxed and made herself comfortable. Her name is Stephanie and she’s naked from the waist down in her seat.”

The scent of aroused pussy from Stephanie’s wet panties was strong in Charles’ nose.

“Fucking hell” laughed Charles, “and I’m guessing you’d like to get as relaxed as our guest Coco?”

“More than anything,” Coco giggled, looking at Adam and then back to Charles again.

Coco had fucked both of them more than once, and knew that they would be up for some naughty fun.

Coco lifted her skirt, and pulled down her black hose and panties, stepped out of her heels, and daintily removed them completely before throwing them to Adam the co-pilot.

“Now” Coco giggled, “you’ve both got a pair of wet panties to play with.”

She put her hand on the back of the pilot’s seat, bracing herself as she stepped back into her heels and looked up at Charles with a lascivious grin on her face.

Charles raised the wet panties from his clipboard to his nose and inhaled. Adam copied him with Coco’s panties and pantyhose a second later.

“It’s only just over an hour to Chiang Mai Coco,” smiled Charles, “whatever naughtiness that you want to get up to, you better be quick about it, you naughty fucking slut.”

That was all the permission Coco needed, and she scooted out of the cockpit with a laugh.

She came over with the bottle of champagne to refresh their glasses.

The gap between the business class seats behind row two was wide enough that she could step past the captain’s knees.

Coco was burning with curiosity to see what the captain had bought for Stephanie, so she stood in the gap in front of the tray table that separated the two business class seats.

The captain looked up as she stepped past him, noticing that Coco’s legs were now bare. He turned back to lean in and talk to Stephanie.

Stephanie had opened the package carefully, and the first box by the time that Coco had arrived. She pulled out a long necklace, and held it up - looking at the intricate fine patterns in the twists of the thick gold rope.

“It’s twenty-two carat gold, quite unusual for a necklace, I bought it in Dubai” said the captain, as Coco refilled the champagne glasses and put the bottle down in front of them.

Coco, seeing that Stephanie’s hands were fully occupied, pulled the blanket to one side quickly and took a fast naughty look.

She saw stark tan lines of pale skin that pointed down like an arrow between Stephanie’s legs, and she could see where the panties had chafed Stephanie’s hips and dug into the sides of Stephanie’s pussy.

Stephanie squeaked at the exposure, and Coco quickly replaced the blanket.

“You look sore, I’ll get you some cream for that” whispered Coco and zipped back towards the galley.

Stephanie, ignoring the naughty interruption, turned to the captain and spoke softly and slowly to him.

“Oh my God, it’s beautiful. It’s so heavy. You know what this means in my family culture don’t you?”