Chapter One – “Checking in”
The flight from SFO to Vancouver was a routine, mundane flight that I took a few times a year, and this flight was really no different than others I had taken in the past except the crowd seemed a little light for a Monday morning. The only other thing that was different on Alaska Air flight 583 was that I had decided to wear my Aspen Collar on this flight as my neck had been acting up the day before and it was pretty sore when I awoke that morning before my flight. I also was looking for a little sympathy from a caring flight attendant on my short 3 hours flight ….sometimes it worked, some times it didn’t but today was going to be different, today (I would find out later) I would hit the mother load, or at least so I thought!
The surgery to fuse C3-C4 in my neck had only been 12 weeks ago and my doctor had prescribed a hard collar after my surgery for 6 weeks and then a soft collar for 2 weeks after that. He told me though if I had any pain or if I was going to be getting on a flight, that I should probably wear either my soft collar or if I felt like it, the hard “Aspen” collar for take off and landings. I remember being so disappointed that he did not prescribe something much more restrictive for me like a CTLSO, Minerva, a SOMI or even one of those 2 or 4 Poster braces that I have seen on the NBAK website over the last 7 years. I was probably the only patient my Doctor had that was actually excited about my surgery and especially the post op recovery process (even though I kept that little secret to myself) Unfortunately, I only got an Aspen Collar and a soft collar.
Going through security these post 9-11 day was challenging enough but going through in a Aspen Collar was something entirely different. As I checked in for my flight with my Alaska Airlines Gold card, I, as I often did, jumped into the MVP Gold line to speed up the process and shorten the wait. I was wearing my casual business attire that I typically wore these days, kaki pants and an open collar polo shirt. I needed to wear an open collar shirt because with anything else, the collar would not fit very well. The black polo shirt contrasted nicely with the gray Aspen Collar and it was very noticeable. As the person ahead of me finished up and moved away from the counter, the smiling gate agent motioned me forward. When I got to the counter, the agent asked how my day was going and how she could be of assistance to me. Ever since I have been traveling, I have found that the nicer you are to the gate agent, the better your probability was of getting upgraded to first class or at a minimum a better seat. I always tried to address them by their first name and smile back at them as much possible. However, with my head & neck firmly strapped into an Aspen Collar, the smiling thing was a little harder to do.
The agent’s name was Jill and she was stunning, she looked to be about 30 to 32 years old but I think she may have been a bit older, she was just well maintained. Her straight blonde hair was pulled back in ponytail except for a few pieces that were falling forward that softened her face. She was wearing a very modern pair of glasses that had light blue frames and were rectangular in shape. The sides of her glasses were solid and had a very small logo that bared a designer’s name. Her lips were tastefully done with a fresh coat of ruby red lipstick and she wore was a lovely, fresh smelling French perfume that had an arousing female aroma. She was dressed in typical a Alaska Airline’s uniform which consisted of a white blouse, navy blue blazer, matching skirt, navy blue nylons and navy blue leather heeled shoes. The heel height differs from Flight Attendant to Flight Attendant but the older and /or fatter ones typically wore a lower heel for comfort. Jill, not falling into either of those categories, was sporting what looked to be 2&1/2″ heel that gave her calf a very sexy shape. Her thighs and ass looked to be very firm and in excellent shape without much help in the foundation lingerie department. Her breasts looked to be of a medium size however under the loose fitting blouse, it was a little difficult to tell. My rule of thumb is that if a ladies chest looks sizable under a loose fitting top, then they are normally, very large. However, with Jill, I would guess them to be 34 C or perhaps 34 D. She was exquisite, and it didn’t help that I was in a neck brace that always made me extremely horny!
It seemed as though the undressing of her in my eyes took several minutes but in reality the whole thing took less that a second and suddenly I was back, standing at the counter, handing her my Passport and confirmation number.
“That’s great Mr. Lewis, thank you so much. It looks like you are traveling to Vancouver this morning?”
“Yes, that is correct and I would like to check one bag today”
“Ok, great, can you throw that up on the belt for me or shall I come around and assist you? She asks with a very caring smile.
“No, I think I can handle it this morning, thanks though.” Even though there were no words spoken regarding my neck brace, it was a nice and very professional way of asking if I would be able to lift my bag with my injured neck.
I slowly and very carefully lifted the bag on to the belt where Jill tagged it and sent it on its way.
“OK, looks like we you have you in 12C but I see you are on the standby list for first class. Let’s see what I can do here.” As Jill typed furiously on her keyboard, I could not help but stare at her and fantasize about her stripped down to her lingerie, wearing a neck brace like mine, my erection got larger!
“Hum, how about 1D, looks like I can move you into to first class cabin today. I think you will be a little more comfortable there, all things considered. ” She typed for several more seconds and then whale, out spit a new boarding pass with my first class seat.
“Thank you so much for doing that, that’s very nice of you!” It will make the 3 hour flight a little shorter, especially in this damn thing” I said, putting my hand to my neck brace and smiling, thinking to myself that maybe I should wear my neck brace more often when I fly.
“Yea, I know those things can be real uncomfortable to wear. One of the other flight attendants who is a dear, dear friend of mine had to wear something like your brace while she recuperated after she had surgery on her neck. She had to wear it for something like 15 or 16 weeks and I know she hated it, even thought she never complained much. The good news is that she is all better now and finally back to work after being out for almost 6 months. In fact… I think she is on your flight “Jill said, as she typed a few more keystrokes into her computer and stared at the screen for a few seconds.
“Yep, she sure is and you’re in luck, it looks like she is going to be taking care of the first class cabin this morning
“Wow, great, maybe we can swap neck brace stories or something” I said, laughing
We both paused for a few seconds and smiled at each other, and laughed a little as she looked back at me in a sympathetic, yet very strange, almost excited way and then “bam” she snapped back into business.
“Can you take that off to go through security screening??” she asked, motioning to my neck brace with a hand gesture to her own neck
“Well, the doctor said he does not really want me to take this off but……”
Jill stopped me mid sentence with a quick wave of her hands and said:
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll get Kelly here to cover my station at the counter while I go and get a wheelchair. It’ll only take a minute” Jill motioned to Kelly to fill in for her for a few minutes while she came around the counter.
“No, no, don’t be silly, you don’t need to do that, I can walk and besides that, you’re going to embarrass me a here.
“No problem Mr. Lewis, I did it for Laura, that’s my friend I told you about, several times when we traveled together while she was still in her neck brace. Besides, we have no choice, it’s a TSA Regulation that if you are in a cast or some sort of brace that cannot be removed , then you need to go through security in a wheel chair by an authorized gate agent and you need to be hand searched. So sorry, it’s the rules” Jill said, very matter of fact and business like.
“OK, well, it’s tough to go against the rules and it looks like you’re the boss!”
We shared another laugh together and just then, my chariot arrived being pushed by one of the Sky Caps.
“Jump in; it’s quite a ways to the security check point”
As I sat down in the chair and Jill started pushing me towards security I could not help but notice people starring at me. Funny thing was that they looked at me with pity in their eyes, all the while I was thinking to myself that I was one of the luckiest guys in the world at that moment in time — Wow!
“So you and your friend, Laura….. Is that right? You ladies traveled together while she was still recovering? That’s pretty impressive!”
“Yes, she is really amazing, like I said before, she hardly ever complained even though I know that she hated wearing all those braces. But, she was a good patient and did exactly what the doctor ordered.”
“You mean, she had more than one neck brace?”
“Oh yes, right after her surgery she had to wear some large metal contraption that went from her chin to her belly button 24/7 for 4 weeks. Then her doctor let her remove it for only 1 hour a day for resting and bathing but under the strict understanding that during that time she had to wear her “resting collar” or her “bathing collar” as I called them. After 2 more weeks, he finally let her remove the “metal monster”, as we fondly called it, for sleeping but when she was up and around, she had to be in the metal brace. Then, after 10 long weeks in that thing, the doctor finally told her she no longer had to wear the “metal monster” neck brace. She was thrilled that she was finally brace free until her doctor burst her bubble and told her that she was not done yet and put her into some shorter plastic and metal thing and for the next 4 weeks. After that, which was over 14 weeks, she spent the next 2 weeks in one of those soft type collars and finally nothing.” Jill said, as we rolled through the terminal.
“Wow, so that was like a total of 16 weeks in what, 5 or 6 neck braces — she is a trooper! Boy, I thought I had it bad, now I feel like a wimp!”
“Yea, she is tough, she and I even went to Hawaii, Vancouver and Spain while she was recovering, plus lots of shorter trips.”
“Spain, you guys went to Spain — Wow, now I am really impressed” I said in amazement, all the sudden not feeling so sorry for myself.
“OK, looks like we are here at the security line” I snapped out of my fantasying day dream to look up and see a very long security line.
Jill maneuvered the wheelchair through the crowd like she had done this a time or 2. It probably didn’t hurt that she was pushing what must of looked like a pretty pathetic guy in a wheelchair and neck brace up to the front of the line. After the usual questions, ID and boarding pass, I was wheeled through the x-ray machine and Jill called out for a male assist. I taller, black man approached me and asked if I could stand, I said “yes” and he proceeded to wand me to check for metal objects. I was clean so after he finished, Jill ask me to be seated again as she insisted that she push me to my gate. I of course resisted at first however, deep down in my heart I wanted to spend the rest of the day with her pushing me around the terminal and taking care of me!
As we continued down to my gate, Jill was quite other than a bit of small talk and finally, much to my dismay, we arrived at my gate.
“OK Mr. Lewis, here we are. Are you going to be OK to walk on to the airplane or should I stay here with you until boarding time to assist you during the boarding process? She asked with a nice, very caring smile.
“Oh no, you have done too much already. Thank you so much but I will be fine, really.” I said as I got out of the wheel chair and shook her hand to thank her again. The funny thing was that as I shook her had, I noticed that her very soft, supple hands were perspiring slightly as our hands touched, almost as though she was nervous or very excited or perhaps, a little of both.
“No problem Mr. Lewis, it was my pleasure” she said
“Please, call me John” I said as I gazed into her caring blue eyes and then quickly down at her hand to notice that she was not wearing a wedding ring, only a pinky ring & a thumb ring on her beautiful hands that were accented by her long, French tip fingernails.
“OK John, well, I better get back to my post but it was very nice to meet you and take care of that neck!” she said as she carefully touched the side of my Aspen Collar.
“You will be in good hands with Laura, in fact , I am going to call her on her cell and tell her to take good care of you on your flight up to Vancouver.” she said as she turned and started to walk away.
“OK Jill, thank you again and maybe well see each other again sometime.” I said as I watched as Jill walked off, her tight ass and high heel shoes moved quickly away from me as she made her way back to the ticket counter.
For the next 45 minutes while I waited in the boarding area, all I could think about was Jill and her friend Laura and how very, very exciting the last 15 minutes of my life had just been. My thoughts then went to the flight I was about to take. I really was hoping that Jill’s friend Laura would be in my section and I prayed that she was just even the slightest bit attractive, (it really helped in the fantasy department) but as with a lot of the Alaska Airline Flight attendants, many of them are older and a bit on the chunky side. I prayed that Laura was not one of those.
Chapter Two – “Telephone Call”
As Jill made her way back to the ticket counter, she dash into the Starbuck’s Coffee Shop in Terminal 1 before going back to her post, after all, she had someone filling in for her and she had just experience a very, very stimulating 15 minutes with an attractive male customer who was sporting a Aspen Collar. Jill sipped on her Chai latte as she thought about what had just transpired. She could feel her panties and the cotton panel of her navy blue colored pantyhose moisten as she thought about Mr. Lewis and his neck brace and she was now envious of Laura who was going to get to spend the next 3 hours with this attractive man wearing a neck brace. She hopped that Laura would somehow be able to get some more details on Mr. Lewis and she fantasized that she would once again see him and his Aspen Collar. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and pushed speed dial 001, the phone rang 5 times and then a recorded female voice came on the line.
“Hello, this is Laura and you have reached my voice mail, sorry I can’t come to the phone right now but please leave you name and phone number and I’ll call you back just as soon as I can, have a great day”
“Laura, it’s Jill, you’re probably enroot to the airport now but if you get this message call me right away, you won’t believe what a lucky girl you are this morning. Call me.” Jill finished up her chai and sat back for a minute, the inside of her thighs and her vagina still wet with the excitement of the morning, in fact she was so excited that she could even smell her own, musty, feminim scent which actually excited her even more. Just then her cell phone rang.
“OK, so tell me why I am the luckiest girl in the world this morning” said Laura as she hustled through the parking lot to catch the shuttle to the terminal.
“Guess what just came up to my ticket counter with a buff ass, beautifully shaped pecks nice smile and piercing green eyes?” Jill said with a grin
“Uumm, hummm, let’s see, could it be a cute girl with a large rack and a nice ass or, or could it even be a handsome, well built guy? Like you need any help attracting them anyhow!” said Laura as she laughed.
“Oh come on, that’s not true, besides, you know I prefer the female gender, most men are just pigs that want to stare at my ass and drool anyway!”
“So what is it”, asked Laura as she stepped on to the shuttle with 3 other flight attendants.
“Well, you remember what you and I talked about several times during your 16 week recovery after your neck surgery?”
“You mean our conversation about Dr. Keller and his “questionable” conservative treatment of my neck after my surgery?” asked Laura as the shuttle neared the terminal.
“Yes, that’s right and you remember how you told me that you thought it strange that a few of Dr. Keller’s male patients with a similar neck condition only had to wear a collar for a few weeks but he had you and some of his other female patients in much more restrictive braces (several) for a longer period of time.?”
“Yes, I do remember talking about that a few times, why are you bringing that up now?” responded Laura as the shuttle pulled up to the curb to let the flight attendants off at the terminal.
“Also, do you remember telling me that just the thought of seeing a man strapped into one of those neck braces you had to wear actually turn you on more that me doing the ABC’s on your pussy! ”
“Yes, yes, I remember saying a lot of things and not being very happy, at least for the first several weeks, during my 4 + months of neck brace bondage. But, looking back I am glad Dr. Keller had taken the conservative route because my cervical fusion is now rock solid and I (we) have an exciting and fun new little hobby to boot!”
“True, very true, that’s exactly why you are the luckiest girl in the world this morning” responded Jill
“Guess who is sitting in your section this morning on the flight up to Vancouver, one Mr. John Lewis, tall , about 6’3″ with dark hair, a very , very nice body, piercing green eyes and, best of all, a neck brace!”
Laura was silent for a moment as she reflected back on her long, long recovery and how she swore that if she could see a man in one of those darn neck braces that her doctor had her in, not only would it be payback but it was very, very exciting for her.
“You’re kidding me, right? You have to be kidding me!”
“Nope, it’s the real deal, I just wheeled Mr. Lewis up to the gate and he is firmly strapped into a plastic neck brace and God does he look good! Said Jill, as she began to feel herself getting excited again just thinking about it.
“Which neck brace is he in” whispered Laura, trying to make sure no one else could hear her.
“It is like the one you were in towards the end of your recovery, you know, the one you wore for a couple of weeks before Dr. Keller gave you the soft collar to wear. Something like “Vail” collar or something – I don’t remember exactly” Responded Jill, as she glanced down at her watch and started to make her way back toward the ticket counter.
“Yea, yea, the gray plastic one, I remember it well, it’s called an “Aspen Collar” responded Laura.
“Yes, that’s exactly what it is , I remember reading it on the side of his collar, “Aspen” Collar.
“Ya, I hated that thing but it was a piece of cake compared to some of the other contraptions Dr. Keller had me in, especially that first beast I had to wear for 10 weeks! Too bad he is not in one of those monsters!” replied Laura, in a sinister, almost angry tone.
“Yea, well, if you play your cards right on the flight, you may be able to lure him into our little web, and then we can put him in whatever we want! God, just pushing him through the terminal in the wheelchair in that collar got me so excited that I need to change my panties and hose, I smell like a brothel!” responded Jill
“OK, listen, thanks for the heads up baby, I am here at security now so I need to get off the phone but I will do my best with my feminim ways to see if I can close the deal, did you notice if he was wearing a wedding ring or not?
“No, he was not and he in fact checked my hand to see if I had one on, he also seemed very , very interested in your post surgical recovery process, he asked a lot of questions. Maybe he is a friend of Dr. Keller’s or maybe, just maybe he’s a member of that crazy internet neck brace club!……………NBAK I think its called.”
“Humm, maybe, I guess well just have to wait and see, I will call you when we land in Vancouver.”
“OK girl, well, have fun and remember not to stay in the bathroom too long when you masturbate over him” laughed Jill
Ha, by the sounds of it I won’t even need that kinda of stimulation to turn me on, I think just seeing him will be stimulation enough. By the way, what seat is he in?”
“First Class, 1 D”
“Good work!, Ill keep you posted, gotta jump, bye”
As Laura hung up the phone and passed through security, Jill walked back up to the ticket counter. Both ladies were excited beyond their wildest imaginations and both smiled the most sinister smile anyone could ever imagine.