Eroticy Story - Sally the Stewardess

Back in the middle 60's, I owned an apartment complex near O'Hare field which catered to airline personnel and expecially stewardesses. In those days, the stews were young and perky, not like the grandmothers who fly today.

We ran a courtesy car to the airport every hour and occasionally when we had more than a full load, either the building manager or myself would run out to pick up the overflow in our personal cars. On the night I will tell you about, I was ready to leave to go to a night baseball game at Sox park with my manager when I got the call from our driver that there was one stewardess at American Airlines he couldn't pick up.

I hopped in my car and picked up Sally R., a very attractive freckle faced redhead. I wouldn't call her beautiful, but she was cute as hell; average height, 5'-4 or 5", great legs, lovely ass, and a stunning chest. Not huge, but you certainly couldn't miss noticing the curving bulge of her uniform jacket.

We had kidded around before and said hello when we met and I had often wondered if there was anything more there. I suggested to her that maybe she would like to go out for a few drinks and maybe dinner and she thought that would be nice. I dropped her off at her apartment and told her I had to make a couple of phone calls but would be waiting for her in the office of the building.