When our bags are taken, we are escorted onto the plane an and when I see the inside, I’m even more in awe. It barely looks like a plane at all other than the obvious seats, but even those aren’t in the traditional rows that they are on a regular plane. There are two on each side, both sets facing each other with a little circle table between them. It’s wall to wall beige all over, giving off this lovely clean cut look.
Ronan takes my hand and leads me one set of chairs. I take a seat and Ronan does the same. The stewardess comes over with a bottle of wine and strawberries.
“Enjoy your flight.” She smiles and Ronan simply nods to her, not even acknowledging her presence which is something I’ve always found a little rude. I mean, I know you have money and all, but it doesn’t really give you the right to ignore people.
Looking up at the women, I smile.
She gives me a genuine smile before walking off to the back. My gaze shoots to Ronan who is sitting there on his phone. With my job, I always encounter people like Ronan. People that are too good to speak to the people serving them. They claim that they don’t look down on people, but with so much money, they can’t help but to. It becomes easy to think people who make less are somehow bad or unfortunate. Ronan is that person. From the beginning, he’s shared his distaste for my job, but for some reason, seeing him treat another person like that, ticks me off a bit.
“You know, just because you’re rich doesn’t mean you get to treat other people any kind of way.”
He looks up from his phone, slightly taken back.
“That woman was talking to you and you just ignored her. It was rude.”
“Malina, I don’t pay anyone to be my friend.” He frowns and I roll my eyes.
“It’s not about being friends. It’s about not being a dick.”
“Do I treat you badly?” He smirks as if he is somehow going to make a point and make me feel dumb.
“No, but that doesn’t change anything. Yeah, you spotted me at some bar and you were lucky enough to get me to accept your offer, but do you even respect what I do? ”
“You’re a bartender.” He laughs and my anger grows.
“Yeah, I’m just a bartender. And you’re an asshole.” I get up and when I try to walk past Ronan, he attempts to take my hand, but I move it away.
Slapping the curtain out of the way, I go to the back and find the girl who served us. When she sees me, she smiles, sincerely.
“I heard what you said. Thanks for sticking up for us working gals.”
“No problem. He needs to be taught a lesson in humility.” I shrug.
I spend about an hour sitting in the back talking to her. Her name is Emma and she’s 25. She has a degree in teaching, but when that didn’t work out, she became a flight attendant. After a year of that, she was hired by Ronan. She told me that at one point, he traveled so much that she couldn’t hold a relationship, but now she’s engaged to a pilot name Ryan. I want to ask her about the girls Ronan has brought on this plane, but a part of me doesn’t even want to know. I don’t need to know. It’s all a business thing in my eyes and I don’t need to take any of it personal. All this could be over with the way I spoke to him earlier.
After chatting it up with Emma for a while longer, Ronan requests her presence and mine. We both walk up to the front where he is and when I see him, he’s standing. Slowly, I brush past him and take my seat, resting my head on my hand interesting in seeing how he’s about to handle this.
Ronan reaches out and shakes the girl’s hand.
“I’d like to apologize for my behavior earlier. It truly wasn’t mean and if I offended you in any way, then I’m terribly sorry. You’re employed by me and deserve to be treated with the utmost respect. I’d like to make it up to you by offering a free vacation to you-”
“And her fiance.” I put in. Ronan gives me a look before continuing.
“To you and your fiance to anywhere you’d like to go. All expenses paid.”
Emma’s eyes widen and she begins jumping up and down, frantically.
“Thank you! Oh my God! I can’t believe it!”
“Please, don’t thank me. Thank Malina for showing me the error of my ways.”
Emma gives me a huge smile and I give her a wink.
When she’s done jumping up and down, she composes herself back to work mode and goes to the back to get us some snacks. Ronan returns to his seat and just stares at me for a moment. I look at him with a strong expressing, letting him know that I’m the type that he isn’t used to. He’s been with overly submissive girls who just smile and look adorable all the time without a thought in their mind. I’m not that kind of girl and Ronan should get used to hearing my opinion.
“So.” I say.
“That was a nice thing you did for Emma.” I smirk.
“Yeah, it’s not fun being called an asshole. I didn’t like it. I’m glad someone finally called me out on it. It was not my intention to come off as snobby.”
“I sure it wasn’t, but it’s easy to do it.” I shrug, still feeling a little uneasy about it.
“I also want to apologize to you too, Malina. I implied that I don’t respect your job, but I do. I envy your work ethic and while I’m not used to the women I’m with being bartenders, I do not look down on anyone who is working to live. I supposed I’m just used to having my women fit a certain mold and you definitely don’t, but that’s what I enjoy about you.”
“Really?” I say, feeling the doubt lift away.
“Yes, I hope you forgive my behavior today.”
“I do.” Getting up, I step over to his seat and kiss him on the lips. I expect it to be a quick peck, but he pulls me onto his lap, kissing me harder. Behind me, Emma comes through the curtain. When she sees the makeout session happening, she slips back behind the curtain. Sitting on top of Ronan, he squeezes my ass, grinding me against his hard-on. Against my neck, he presses his mouth against my skin before whispering.
“You talk to me that way again and I’m going to spank this pretty little ass of yours, baby.”
I giggle softly, more moaning as he nips at my shoulder. Fuck, I love this. If there weren’t people working on this plane, I’d totally fuck him right now, but it will have to wait. I personally want to wait until we get into this cabin before jumping his bones. This is the first real vacation I’ve had in forever so I want the sex to be very memorable.
The rest of the flight is quick and pleasant. We talk and laugh, giving each other sex eyes and such. He knows that I’m turned on and I know that he is too. The tension between us is growing more and like a rubber band, it’s bound to snap. I’m sure the moment I get to fuck this man, fireworks will magically appear over us and the National Anthem will play. That’s just how amazing I want it to be.