CHAPTER ONE
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I was assigned as the third officer for an 18-19 hour flight. Captain Davis, in our sterile cockpit, told us that a 2 shift-team are me and him, then Pilot Williams (first officer) and Pilot Stevens (second officer)
By this time, Captain knows their capacity and how good his team is. His eyes say that he has nothing to worry about because he can rely on his team.
"Pilot Clark, we will get the take-off and landing. We will be on duty for the first 4 hours and be back after nine hours for the rest of it."
"Yes, Sir."
"You two take seats for take-off and take your rest later."
"Yes, Captain."
Everybody stashed their things, made some preparations, and plane list checking. When everything has been checked, Captain advised the tower. And everybody prepared for our take off.
As soon as we were given clearance at runway 18, we taxied and waited for a green light. The Captain gave flight attendants their signal for take-off.
After some minutes, we went off. At 35,000ft, we went cruising on autopilot. Captain asked me to have our dinner before the other pilots take theirs.
After our break, FO Williams and SO Stevens asked permission to get out, ate their dinner, and took their rest. While the Captain and I had our duty.
The captain is a very physique man. He is, I think, 5-7 years older than me. Broad shoulders defined facial lines, tall, tan, and curly- clean-cut hair. His eyes are hazel in color, deep-set, and harmony with his whole angelic face. His girl must be so proud and lucky.
While I, I can say every time I look in the mirror, I have a voluptuous body, having the curves in their right places.
While in the cockpit together alone, we were quiet until he asked some questions about my aviation college years. How it was, he also gave me tips on flying and how to land gently as not to scare the passengers. As he taught me, there were times our hands would brush trying to reach or point a button or look into a panel. His hands are strong, not so many veins but definitely strong. His arms are long, my mind wandered, it's nice to be cuddled by those arms.
"Are you married? Or do you have a boyfriend"
"Nope. I had one last year. But flying and distance made him cheat."
"Oh, it sounds too familiar."
"Are you married, Captain? How many kids do you have?"
"Whoaw, do I look that old?"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I was just guessing."
"My ex did the same thing to me. One time, my flight was canceled due to a strong typhoon, I went to her apartment to surprise her but..."
"You were the one who was surprised"
And we both smirked. Laughing at our past. After some time, I got out some fruits that I brought with me and offered him some. We ate together looking at each other, when I bit at one grape, juices came out and dripped through the side of my mouth. He was quick to pull out a tissue from the box and wiped my mouth gently with it.
I immediately felt his care. I've missed being cared for and this guy is captivating my senses with his gestures and stories.
While in the cockpit talking about our college years and our first flights, we squabbled on one data of the aircraft. So he stood and took the airplane flight manual and operating manual. I was seated at the right seat trying to open the books he gave, while he stood at my back looking at the pages while I turn them. When he saw the right page, he pointed it out from my behind. One of his hands on my right trying to flip the page, while his other hand on my left side trying to point at the graph. Our position was like he was hugging me from behind.
I felt shivers through my spine, and my body yearns to be touched again. As I smelled his aftershave, I didn't notice my eyes closed for a second to enjoy the scent. Musky, clean, and sensuously invigorating my senses. He looked at me, and he was still looking at me when I opened my eyes.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean to..."
"It's okay Captain, I was just..."
And I shrugged my shoulders and signaled my hand for him to let the thing pass. I'm not sure if he saw me linger on his scent.
"You can call me Kenzo here, if it's just us"
"Oh, okay. I'm Audrey"
I extended my hand for a shake. He shook my hand but held on to it longer. I had to look at him wide-eyed before he was able to let go of it.
"Ops, I guess my palm must have missed holding a lady's hand for awhile"
I didn't say a word but kept my smile inside trying to hold my composure and keep my heart from beating hard and loud. But it's been a year or so that I haven't been laid, and I miss that feeling. I can't be too flirty to him because we are at work and flying an aircraft means lives depend on us.
We continued to fly in silence, but I would catch him looking at me with darkened pupils, like a vampire wanting to devour my blood. A strike of fear crept my mind but excitement billowed my core.
Four hours came so swiftly and the other pilots came back to take our place. He stood up from the left seat and helped me get out of mine. He motioned for the other pilots to take their seats and we went out to the cabin.
When I reached the cabin. My body almost froze and my heart jumped in fear because although there were two separate beds, they were close to each other, just separated by a curtain.
When the Captain came, he brought 2 bottles of water and gave one to me. I didn't hesitate and drank it. Then I took off my uniform blazer and climbed the bed slowly so my skirt won't go up to my thigh.
While resting, he tried to read on something and he felt I squirmed a lot. I felt awkward that he was just beside me and I'm not sure what he is thinking about and what he can do. I think he read my mind.
"You can sleep, Audrey. Don't worry, even if I want to...I won't touch you."
With that thought, I dozed off. After some time, I woke up with a growling stomach. When I opened my eyes, Captain was having his breakfast.
"I got omelet for you. You want to eat breakfast because I heard a growl somewhere."
"Thank you, I am starving. How many more hours? "
"Still long, 6."
"Oh, okay. By the way, Thank you for this. And I didn't mean to offend you earlier."
"Offend? You didn't. I just made a point that Although you are beautiful, I won't do something you don't like me to."
And I just gave a quaint smile, elated inside. Beautiful? Does he think I'm beautiful? Coming from him? It means a lot to me, but I can not show him that. I'm beginning to like my Captain. Who wouldn't? With his looks and his charm, any lady would be willing to open their legs to capture this man. I think I would too but not today, I hope... unless...
But he said 'even if I want to, I won't touch you'. What does he mean? Does he want to touch me? Should I be kinky or scared about it? My heart says I might get hurt again because he wants to have s*x with me on our first meet, but my senses want to be held. But I shoved the thought for a while and thought of knowing him more.
"How was your girlfriend like?"
"Gorgeous, I guess. She is a ramp model. She chose another model over me."
"Oh, sorry. But you can pass as a model too. Better tho and I think more stable?"
"Me, a model? With my looks? Are you kidding?"
My face turned a little serious with a lot of blush, but my voice stuttered a little, and I shyly said...
"No, I'm not. You are gorgeous and handsome to me. And I know a lot of ladies would agree with me. "
"That's so nice of you. Thank you."
He coyly touched my chin while I blushed to feel hot from within. I hope I didn't sound flirty. If only I can run my fingers onto his hair and kiss him.
For the past hours, we talked about where we both live, our parents, siblings, and stories while we were growing.
We had so many laughs and stories that we realized we had so many things in common and things that are also opposites but can complement each other.
Then the time came for us to be on duty again. Before we went out of our cabin, he took my hand and kissed it. My heartbeat so fast I hope he won't see my breast pumping as my heart explodes inside.
"I had fun. I hope I can see you again after this flight."
I smiled and we went out proceeding to our seats and to our yokes. 3 hours passed and we are to descend for our landing. He gave me important points on how to do it and keep the pace smooth. And we landed like a feather dropping nicely to the floor. And I can hear clapping and wooing from our passengers. My Captain did a very good job and the more I had a crush on him.
"Whoaw, that was smooth! Fantastic job, Captain!"
"Thank you. You can soon do that too."
"Nah, I need some more training and practice."
And he looks straight into my eye without a blink.
"I can train you personally if you like."
I just smiled and motioned for us to move on. We unbuckled ourselves and prepared to go out. We tried to greet people on their way out. I can see passengers giving the Captain a handshake and words of gratitude. Some even went for a picture with him. When everybody went out. We prepared to go as well. As we rolled our pieces of luggage, we said our goodbyes and good-lucks and parted.
Thinking to myself, he was a real gentleman. I should have given him my phone number, but he didn't ask. I hope I will see him again.
As I slept that night, our conversation rang in my ears, and his touches tingle in my core. Convincing myself that it is just an infatuation. Looking at the mirror, infatuation it is!
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