After college I got a job as a flight attendant, with a regional airline. The problem with that job is getting enough hours. I needed the money and was always available to take another girl's shift if necessary. I want to say here, that I did not get along with male attendants, I don't like gay people.
I went to Cincinnati for a friend, and had to spend the night there. So did one of the pilots, or actually a first officer. He invited me to dinner and we went to this pizza place, and he came onto me. I told him that I appreciated the attention, but actually, and I whispered it to him, I prefer tits and ass, I didn't do men. He was disappointed, and soon enough the word got around that I was into T&A and not swinging dicks.
Mind you, in the flight attendant business, there are lots of women that prefer T&A over dicks. I met this one woman, I say woman, but at 26 we called ourselves girls. This girl and she and I spent the weekend in Chicago. Planned weekend, and we took a room together. It was pretty wild and after a lot of messing around we went out to dinner. We saw this titty parlor and decided to go there for a drink after dinner. I don't know about you, but a room full of titties is like the maximum place to get horny. And the girls are pretty accommodating to women that like titties.
It was a wild weekend. A few days later I flew with that first officer that hit on me. He asked me with a handwritten note, would I date him. The reason I gave in was because I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Giving into him went too far and I found myself face to face with him in his bedroom. He wanted it all, the naked me, and a lot of naked affection. I played a movie in my head while letting him have access to me. After it was over and we had showered and I was dressed again and asked him to take me back to my apartment, I realized that I was never going to shake him.
One last time before getting married my girlfriends took me to a titty bar. We paid for several table dances, and the girls there found out I was getting married and they were especially nice to me. I went home with visions of dancing titties, knowing that the next day I would be facing a swinging dick in my face.
I don't fly anymore, I live in a house with three kids. I am still friends with my girlfriend from Chicago, and she is always affectionate and cuddly. Sometimes she gets over me and lets her titties float over my face. She knows I'm not responsible for what I want to do when she does that. I have always been a titty girl.
