EXTRACT FOR
Secret Mission
(Mistress Daria)

Both were traveling light since they were assured that everything they could possibly need would be available at the villa. Dressed in summer blouses and full skirts of white crepe, sling-back white shoes and white briefs, their braless breasts swayed provocatively under the blouse, pockets hiding the nipples from view. Vanity cases were their only luggage of personal possessions.



They were booked in the rear seats of the first-class section of the aircraft. At the other side of the aisle, one row in front, were two young business women sitting in their shirt-sleeves, who looked the ladies up and down as they walked up the aisle, smiling at them in obvious appreciation. Louisa returned the smile with a lingering look into the nearest woman's eyes with her best let's-fuck look. She could see her surprise - and disbelief. There was never any mistaking Louisa's message! Besides these two, there were only two other occupants, sitting towards the front of the cabin.



After they settled down for their four-hour flight to Athens, the stewardess offered them coffee.



As she bent over Pam to pour her coffee, her eyes strayed to her blouse hoping to catch a glimpse of her breasts. Pam eased her shoulders forward slightly so that the blouse would billow at the top, giving her a good view of her perfect rounded orbs, with nipples taught and stiff. The stewardess's eyes opened wider.



'Enjoying the sights?' she whispered hoarsely, smiling into her embarrassed face. 'Don't be shy, they're worth looking at.' She slowly unfastened the top two button with unconcern. 'Come back later for more.



Whilst the two women sipped their coffees, the stewardess served the other passengers. When she had served them, she returned at her side. Pam looked up into her face, drawing her blouse to one side revealing the superb breast. As she ogled it, she placed the palm of her other hand on her crotch, feeling the moistening pussy, rubbing her palm slowly up and down. The stewardess gulped.



'Are you interested?' she asked, 'or is it just a passing fancy?'



'You are stunning. Who could not possibly be interested in your beauty.'



'When your duties are done, let's fuck,' she whispered to her. 'I'm sure you can find the time. Meantime perhaps you can find us a bottle of champagne.



Louisa laughed quietly. 'You never give up trying, do you Pam? Do you seriously expect to have her during the flight?' Of course. I might have that dishy woman in front as well. I'm pretty sure her friend will be interested too. How are you fixed, Louisa?'



'I'll try anything once!'



After a few minutes, the stewardess returned with the champagne in an ice bucket and two glasses. She was a young fresh-faced woman of average build, wearing regulation shirt and dark-blue trousers. As she approached, Louisa studied her crotch before looking up at her with her let's-fuck look. When she got to Pam's seat she once again felt her crotch. It was already moistening in anticipation.



'How wet are you?' she asked. She was setting the ice bucket beside the arm of her seat. The cork was already drawn.