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Xia was all too aware of the men’s hungry glances at her body, no doubt they were running scenarios through their heads of what the two women would do when alone together.
Xia’s body was her greatest weapon, and own worst enemy.
Her figure almost bordered on unrealistic, with a tiny waist, a flat stomach, and defined abs.
Her large breasts were store bought, but she was proud of how large and perfectly spherical they were.
Below the waist, her thighs were muscular, thick and toned, as were her calves, and her legs were nice and curvy.
But Xia was most proud of her dump truck of a rear end, which was unbelievably large and wide, and au-natural with two cushy, decorative pillow-sized butt cheeks that looked like they could swallow anyone up who came in contact with it.
To round it all out, her ephemeral visage made her appear as an Asian angel who descended from heaven.
Xia had large almond-shaped chocolate colored eyes and a perfectly angular, unblemished, symmetrical face.
Her lips were nice and full, although not too plump and filled with filler.
Her nose was sharp, and just the right size and her rosy cheeks complimented her milky white skin.
As opposed to Xia, The Flight Attendant skated the fine line between skinny and voluptuous, with a thin waist but who managed to fill out all the right places. Her face was also stunning, with almond-shaped eyes and plump lips, an attribute that would melt the heart of any who looked at her.
"Thank you—" Xia looked down to check the name tag but paused to seize the opportunity to size up the girl's bountiful chest. "Siewi. What a lovely name."
Xia brushed her hair back flirtatiously before she flashed a seductive smile.
"T—Thank you, Ms. Please, head to your seat so the rest of the passengers can board." Siewi stammered as Xia Lan's straightforward advances took her by surprise
"Of course, my apologies. Still, it's a pleasure, Siewi." Xia Lan grabbed the girl's hand and stroked it with her own.
Siewi blushed before her face grew red from embarrassment.
"Please take your seat, ma'am." Siewi tried her best to make her voice appear authoritative.
Xia nodded and proceeded to her seat, a sly smile spreading across her face.
She knew she had the attendant in her pocket.
Even though the flight attendant pulled her hand away like she's not interested in women, Xia could tell by the embarrassed look on the young girl’s face that she just hasn't admitted it to herself yet.
If only I were single, I'd take the opportunity to help you face the truth.
Xia smiled as she found her seat. No one was better at "completing the turn" than Xia Lan.
She was a woman who had confidence in turning a straight girl into an experimental one if she wanted to.
Even though she had her lover, sometimes a little flirtation here and there helped make things a little interesting.
Her cabin was the first on the plane, and sported two seats, a lay-flat bed, and a privacy door.
The cabin was large enough for the attendant on duty to step inside and shut the door while taking the passenger's order, and even came with a measure of soundproofing, so you didn't need headphones to enjoy the top-of-the-line entertainment system.
Xia didn't let her status as an undercover operative hinder her from traveling in style.
It would be more suspicious for a woman of her beauty to fly anything less than the best.
At least, that's what she told the agency anyway whenever she submitted her expense reports.
Xia chose the aisle seat, sat back, and waited for the flight to depart.
A few minutes later, however, a rickety-looking older gentleman who wore a grey vest, a blue button-down, grey slacks, and brown loafers came shuffling by.
A grey hat sat atop his head, and a thick grey lampshade mustache hung over his lips.
She sized up the old man and shrugged, the travel agent had assured her that she most likely would have the cabin to herself during the flight.
As if deliberately trying to prove her wrong, the older gentleman sat beside her.
"I can't believe I got such a nice seat on standby." The old man beamed and adjusted his belongings.
As he adjusted himself in the seat, Xia noticed a leather glove on the man's left hand while his right hand was bare. The old man must have noticed her eyes on his glove and offered her a slight smile.
"Third-degree burns. I could take it off, but I wouldn't want you to show people so unsightly." The man remarked, drawing out his words with a thick accent that felt Scandinavian.
Xia merely nodded and turned to look out the window, having no desire for conversation during the flight.
She had been looking forward to having the cabin to herself so she could review the journal and dossier, but now with someone sitting next to her, that task would prove too difficult.
As she looked out the window, she could see the old man’s reflection. He was staring right at her.
It took all of her self control not to sigh. This was going to be a very long flight if she had to deal with this man gawking at her the entire time. She turned to him with a quizzical look on her face, but he merely picked the conversation back up from the last point.
"I especially wouldn't want to show those horrific burns to such a dazzling beauty." His eyes sparkled as he stared at Xia’s features.
Even though she still had her veil on, it felt like he was staring through it.
Suddenly, she couldn't wait to get this flight over with.
Then she perked her ears as she heard the pilots discussing something further down the cabin.
As she strained to listen, her neighbor continued to jabber in her ear.
Something about a delay with the crew… She could only hear pieces of the conversation with the old man rattling on, but from what she could ear, the pilots were discussing delaying take-off.
"I am sorry, but I am drained and need to rest." She turned to the man and said in stern but courteous manner.
He looked as if she had slapped him in the face. The kindly smile faded into a look of sheer contempt.
"What's wrong with a little friendly conversation?" He reached over and grabbed her leg, and she smacked his hand away.
"Excuse me! What do you think you're doing?" She gasped.
Xia had deal with men who couldn’t handle rejection before, but never like this. Undeterred, his hand moved forward and planted itself inside her one of her thighs. She could only sit, stunned at his forwardness, before she finally was able to collect herself.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" She pushed him back.
Siewi scurried over, looking none too pleased at dealing with a situation before the plane departed.
"What seems to be the problem?" Siewi asked while shooting Xia Lan an irritated look.
"Are you blind?" Xia gestured to the old man, incensed.
"Do not take that tone with me. Our company does not tolerate name-calling!"
"What about how this old bastard is treating me? Xia looked down at the old man, who continued to rub her legs as if this whole argument had nothing to do with him.
"Excuse me, Ms. I will also have to ask you not to belittle the other passengers on the plane."
"What, me? He's the one who—"
"Ms., if you continue to act out, I’ll have to call security."
Xia's jaw dropped at Siewi's words. What was going on here? Was Siewi taking revenge for Xia coming on to her a few moments ago? Still, those two things were not one and the same. Her flirtations were innocent..
Still, The attendant merely stood there with her hand crossed and right eyebrow arched, as if daring Xia to call her bluff.
"Seriously! What the hell is wrong with you? I don’t know if you’re joking with me or just plain dum—mmhnph!!” Xia was cut off by the old man's gloved hand slapping tightly over her mouth.
“Young lady, you really should watch your mouth. You can’t talk to her like that; airline employees are people, too.” The old man gave Xia a stern look while keeping his gloved hand locked over her mouth before he turned to Siewi with warmth in his eyes.
“Ms., you might want to call over security. I think we’ve got an unruly passenger.” He added.
“PHhnph nph hnmmphhnph! Gmph mnnr hnnn nff mm!” Xia Lan tried to pry his hand away from her mouth, but the old man was stronger than he appeared.
She twisted her body to try and create some leverage, but the plane's seatbelt kept her in place. He kept his hand over her mouth and smiled. Much to Xia Lan's dismay, he pulled up her top without blinking.
"Mmph gn nf mm!!" She grunted
The old man ignored her and went to work groping her breasts. Xia reached for her seatbelt, but he grabbed her hand. She twisted, trying to free her wrist, but he held firm.
"Nrgh!!” She cried.
Just who was this old bastard? Whoever he was, he was freakishly strong.
Siewi returned to her cabin with two security guards in tow.
“This woman is an unruly passenger. I need you to secure her.” Siewi pointed at the struggling Xia.
The guards looked down at the fetching, exquisite woman squirming in her seat.
While Xia struggled, the old man had pulled her top over her breasts, letting the guards view them in all their glory.
As the attractive agent continued to squirm, the guards wore lecherous looks on their faces before they returned to their senses.
Then one of them pulled out a roll of tape, and Xia’s eyes went wide.
“Mmhnph nn mnn phhnnh mnn'rm nnnng, mnn crnphm fnchmrph?”
“Tsk, tsk. Such a dirty mouth for a pretty woman. Don’t worry, officers. I’ll keep this potty mouth quiet while you secure her.”
“Phmrnnnphmm! Mmph gn nf mm!”
The guards crossed Xia’s legs and ankles and began wrapping tape around them as she squirm under the old man’s grasp.
“Mmmmnnggghh hrrrhhg!” She protested, feeling layer after layer of tape secure her to the seat.
She had read many accounts of rowdy passengers being taped to their seats during a flight, but never in a million years expected that she would be one.