The tension was palpable as the stewardess approached the metal detector. Her eyes darted nervously between the security guard and her fellow crew members.
"How about a quick pat down?" the guard asked in his deep English accent.
The stewardess felt her heart racing as his hands slid over her curves, lingering on her ass and between her legs. She bit her lip as he whispered dirty words in her ear.
"You're quite the tease, aren't you?" he growled.
Before she knew it, he had grabbed her wrists and pinned her against the wall. His rough stubble scraped against her cheek as his tongue slipped into her mouth.
"Do you want me to fuck you?" he demanded.
She nodded, too consumed by lust to speak. He pulled down her skirt and p ants, revealing her black lace underwear. Without a word, she lifted one leg to help him remove her panties, her heart racing with anticipation.
