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Best on Board

Date: 10/19/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: blin18, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

too, she thought mischievously. “Vixy Vixen!” she heard from behind her in the aisle. Ah, crap; Celeste. Celeste was the latest in a lifetime of girls who constantly demoted Vicky to the second or third prettiest girl in any given room. Vicky knew she was attractive, but she never seemed to know how to best do her makeup, or her hair, or what clothes to wear. There was always someone; someone with bigger boobs or better hair or nicer clothes. A uniform should have been a saving grace; Vicky thought she looked très élégante in the flattering skirt and blouse, and the scarf made her feel like Audrey Hepburn, but Celeste rocked it. She wore the skirt a little higher, showing more leg and lengthening her narrow waist; she knotted her scarf at the side and popped the top button of her blouse, showing a glimpse of one lacy bra cup when standing and a whole face full when she bent over … which she only ever did to the cute guys. Celeste wasn’t pretty though, she was gorgeous. She was also the Senior FA on this flight and therefore not just Vicky’s boss, but her instructor as well. “Oh, you little Vixen,” she teased charmingly. Vicky touched a scarlet manicured nail to her breast beneath the name tag, capturing the attention of 10C again, his dreamy eyes widening as her breast dimpled beneath her finger. “Vick-key!” she mouthed in pantomime at the cute passenger, smiling and rolling her olive green eyes at Celeste’s adopted nickname. He seemed torn as to whether he should be ... looking at her breasts (at least the one with the name tag), her eyes, or her lips; and instead cycled between them looking more and more distressed. Finally he lookup myopically up at Celeste and Vicky realised with an uncharacteristic surge of satisfaction that his glasses were for reading; he couldn’t focus on Celeste a few paces down the aisle. “I see you’ve found BOB,” Celeste smiled. “Well done you.” Vicky blushed again. This was probably the first thing you learned in the academy, but not from the instructors: BOB is Best On Board; the cutest, (hopefully) single guy on the plane for whose attentions the girls would all do battle. Vicky never imagined herself buying into it, and now here she was on her first flight, smiling and touching her breasts at a cute guy and getting jealous of the gorgeous Celeste sneaking up behind her. “How did you know my name?” 10C asked, squinting up at Celeste. Vicky snorted a little in spite of herself. What a coincidence! BOB’s name is actually Bob! She held a hand to her mouth to hide the smile. “Flight manifest,” Celeste trilled, quick as flash. Oh, she’s good! “Now, Bob, you gorgeous thing,” she said, leaning over Vicky’s shoulder and displaying ample cleavage and lacy underwear. “What can the two of us do for you today?” “Um,” he began. “I wanted to, uh, know our …,” he seemed to be searching for an elusive word. “… How high we are going? Today. In the plane?” He seemed to want to keep talking but had run out of words. “Oh, you cheeky ...