03-02-2021, 01:14 AM
To add to the effect, we hit turbulence again, courtesy Anita. Causing Ravi’s moustache brush all over my navel and the surrounding area as he blew gently into the bull’s eye! I was gasping into the luggage rack above as I held the bag tighter and gasped. Ravi’s tongue swirled into my navel briefly before moving his face back. My hands tightened the grip on the bag and I shut my eyes and gritted my teeth as he did that.
Anil: Let me help you gain your balance Kalpana!
He was "helping" me by holding my waist. ( I gave up protesting this time, as I just wanted to shut the damn thing and move out of there. Not sure what got into me, but I don’t want to fail in this simple task and my inability was driving me crazy. I was trying harder to close the bin; It was not like the bag was too big for the bin or anything. It was just the right size and some extra effort was needed to close it. It was cleverly chosen for the exercise – especially for the stewardesses. )
Mean while Anita came to my rescue too, as Anil was holding my tender waist to give me support. She came behind me as I was trying to close the bin’s door for the fisth time and held me just below my armpit, brushing my boobs!
Anita: C’mon honey. That’s the way. Push. Push.
me: Aah.. It just wouldn’t shut. (I shrieked in sheer frustration - for the moment forgetting all about Anil’s caressing hands at my belly and Anita’s at my armpits and even worse, the top of my pubic hair peeking out over the saree! )
Anita: yes.. push it Kalpana.. its big. Sometimes we get these such nasty bags cleared which should only have been checked in.
Anita: we need to make all efforts before passing it to the front cabin
As she to me her arms at my armpits, now started caressing the sides of my breasts generously after her nimble fingers happily attacked my armpits for a few seconds and tickled me nicely. She continued talking as if nothing had happened while her long finger nails expertly tracked the contours of my breast from both sides, making me dance a bit even as I gritted my teeth. I could feel my juices beginning to flow down ‘there’ already.
Anil: Come on ladies. (Enjoying the feel of my belly as his hands were squarely on my curvy hips and he was not wasting any time and was gently kneading the soft flesh. His thumb was lingering ominously close to my navel.)
As his right hand started to slowly crawl up towards my I somehow managed to push the bag in and closed the overhead bin, but not before giving Anil a grand view of my midriff, and a bit of my trimmed pubic hair, all in close-up!)
Anil: you did really well for a first timer with that heavy bag, Kalpana
me: thanks for the help anyway, you too. (I pulled away from Anil and he reluctantly retracted his hands from me)
Anita: yeah, good job babe.
me: thanks Anita..
The sexually charged atmosphere was heating up the small cabin, despite the A/C.
Standing away I brought my fingers to adjust the waist line out of habit...and couldn’t find it in it’s usually place and looked down. I was HORRIFIED to find that it had dropped so low, even the tip of my pubic hairs were on display)
Anil: Let me help you gain your balance Kalpana!
He was "helping" me by holding my waist. ( I gave up protesting this time, as I just wanted to shut the damn thing and move out of there. Not sure what got into me, but I don’t want to fail in this simple task and my inability was driving me crazy. I was trying harder to close the bin; It was not like the bag was too big for the bin or anything. It was just the right size and some extra effort was needed to close it. It was cleverly chosen for the exercise – especially for the stewardesses. )
Mean while Anita came to my rescue too, as Anil was holding my tender waist to give me support. She came behind me as I was trying to close the bin’s door for the fisth time and held me just below my armpit, brushing my boobs!
Anita: C’mon honey. That’s the way. Push. Push.
me: Aah.. It just wouldn’t shut. (I shrieked in sheer frustration - for the moment forgetting all about Anil’s caressing hands at my belly and Anita’s at my armpits and even worse, the top of my pubic hair peeking out over the saree! )
Anita: yes.. push it Kalpana.. its big. Sometimes we get these such nasty bags cleared which should only have been checked in.
Anita: we need to make all efforts before passing it to the front cabin
As she to me her arms at my armpits, now started caressing the sides of my breasts generously after her nimble fingers happily attacked my armpits for a few seconds and tickled me nicely. She continued talking as if nothing had happened while her long finger nails expertly tracked the contours of my breast from both sides, making me dance a bit even as I gritted my teeth. I could feel my juices beginning to flow down ‘there’ already.
Anil: Come on ladies. (Enjoying the feel of my belly as his hands were squarely on my curvy hips and he was not wasting any time and was gently kneading the soft flesh. His thumb was lingering ominously close to my navel.)
As his right hand started to slowly crawl up towards my I somehow managed to push the bag in and closed the overhead bin, but not before giving Anil a grand view of my midriff, and a bit of my trimmed pubic hair, all in close-up!)
Anil: you did really well for a first timer with that heavy bag, Kalpana
me: thanks for the help anyway, you too. (I pulled away from Anil and he reluctantly retracted his hands from me)
Anita: yeah, good job babe.
me: thanks Anita..
The sexually charged atmosphere was heating up the small cabin, despite the A/C.
Standing away I brought my fingers to adjust the waist line out of habit...and couldn’t find it in it’s usually place and looked down. I was HORRIFIED to find that it had dropped so low, even the tip of my pubic hairs were on display)
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