Flight Purser

By deepak salwan

Published on Jun 6, 2005

Gay

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The holiday was fun. Manish still had a few months of training left, but for Raj, it was time to get back to duty to fly to another destination. This time, though, he had not got the return back to India, but he was supposed to fly onwards to Sydney, direct from New York, on duty.

He knew very well, that it would be a long flight and also that it would be a non-stop flight as he would be flying on the new, state-of-the art Airbus A340. He was really excited about the fact that this would be the first time for him to fly on the newly launched aircraft.

That very day he was to fly; the reporting time assigned to him was 2300hrs. at the terminal. He got ready in his handsome flight steward uniform ^Ö black trousers, white shirt, the airline tie and his handsome black uniform blazer. Raj looked absolutely stunning. Had any gay man seen him, he would fall flat just to get a feel of this stunning, handsome, god-like stud.

He reached the terminal and checked-in just in time for the crew check-in. (Crew members are generally allowed to check in at really comfortable and late timings, as compared to the regular passengers)

Luckily, that day the flight was on time, so it was already at the aero-bridge at the JFK Airport. The stewards and the crew checked in and began getting the entire aircraft ready to ensure the comfort of the passengers.

Boarding was announced, and as it was a full-flight for the Economy class, the crew was going to expect a real hard time on the non-stop 14-hour flight to Sydney. Though the business and the first class had a few vacant seats. Unfortunately for Raj, one of the passengers on the flight, flying first class that day, was a man with whom he had really got intimate and ended up having sex, while he was on a holiday in Sydney. The poor fellow, Raj was trying to avoid anyone in the crew to get to know this and also was avoiding that particular area of the flight where this gentleman was seated.

But, unfortunately for him, he got a call for water, and it was from Business Class, where this gentleman was seated, that too, alone in the entire row. He went to the passenger, trying to look as if he had not recognized the man, and politely greeted him and said in the usual crewmember style, "How may I assist you, sir?"

This man seemed to have a really great memory, as he remembered that this was the same man with whom he had had some really intimate moments, and also managed to remember his full name and addressed him the same way.

Raj was stunned for a moment, but later he assisted the passenger in the way he wanted to. He desired to have an early meal, which was rightfully served to him by his obedient steward, who was now rather worried, fearing that the passenger would not let out the secret to anyone.

During the entire flight, Raj assisted the passenger in whatever way he possibly could, and also in the politest manner he had learnt to, during his entire career-span as a flight purser.

The long hours of the flight passed by, and it was time to land at the Kingsford Smith Airport of Sydney, as the captain announced the descent into Sydney. The crewmembers greeted the passengers on disembarking, and later disembarked themselves.

Raj was shocked to see the very passenger waiting for him at the baggage claim area. He did not know what to do, so Raj went to him, with a rather petrified look on his face. He gave Raj a white envelope and proceeded out of the terminal with his baggage trolley. Raj did the same and proceeded further to his airline coach, which would drop him at the crew hotel. He did not feel safe to open the envelope in presence of his friends and colleagues, so he planned to do so, alone in his hotel room.

When he was alone in the room, after the room-service waiter had provide him with refreshment and the bellboy had kept the luggage in the right place, he bolted the door, for extra privacy, and then undid the envelope seal and found a letter in the envelope.

He took out the letter as fast as he could, not even bothering to freshen up or get out of his day-old uniform and began reading.

The letter read. . .

Next: Chapter 7


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