The Hands That Lead

A hands on kind of leader…

RedEyeFlight

Sunday November 29, 2015

Jane stood by the jetway door and waited, she could see in to the private VIP lounge and it looked just about as deserted as the main lounge was.

In fact, she could only see one passenger waiting in the VIP area and there was something off about him that she couldn’t put her finger on.

“Hey Mary, how many passengers do we have on the flight tonight?” she called out to her friend who was working the desk.

“Not many Jane, we had a lot of people here earlier but they’ve all canceled and taken a later flight.  I think there’s only one passenger left now.”

“Wow, really?” she said, turning her head back towards the VIP lounge.  When her eyes fell on the lone passenger she found herself staring directly in to two glowing eyes that penetrated her.  

Her body stiffened and became ridged as his gaze bore deeper in to her and she felt her clothing start to change.

The long sleeves of her jacket and top started retreating up her arms, just like her pant legs did.  About half way up she noticed the polyester material started to change, the fabric merging together and taking on a shine.  Her who body rose up slightly as her sensible shoes made a transformation as well, gaining several inches of heal and platform.

Then she felt her skin start to tighten and her body shift around on it own.  Her normally short blonde hair fell in front of her face and touch the top of her breasts just as her top opened up to reveal her modest cleavage.

She tried to call out to Mary but nothing happened.  She tried to run for help but her body stayed still.  Then, just as the feeling of change started to recede, she saw the red glow in the man’s eyes intensify and she felt him dig deeply in to her mind.

* * *

Jane walked in to the VIP lounge, her high heels clicking on the tile floor, until she stood in front of the passenger.  She stood still, waiting, until he looked up.  She didn’t meet his gaze, instead tilting her head down slightly but she still saw his raised finger make a spinning motion and so she slowly made a full turn.

When she was facing him again, she cocked out her hip and grabbed her hair, pulling it in front of her face and then slide her hands down her chest and pushed her tits together, thrusting them out as far as she could.  A soft moan escaped her lips as she closed her eyes and let her hands continue down her body.

When she opened them, he was standing before her and she knew exactly what to do.  She walked over to the side of the couch, spread her legs, bent over at the waist and pulled her skirt up so she could provide full service to her passenger.

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