My BF (25M) and family think I quit my coding job to become a flight attendant because I got burned out. The truth is I started doing SW with my college roommate and we fly to various clients.

I’ve been with my BF almost 3 years. We met on my 21st bday at the first bar I ever drank at. He followed me and my friends around on a pub crawl then I ended up back at his place. Our honeymoon phase lasted that whole year, we’d have crazy sex all the time, anywhere we could. After that we sorta settled into more standard relationship sex just after a night out or on weekends. I attributed it to us both working fulltime and just normal adulthood stress. We’d been talking about moving in together but he decided he needed one more year with his boys.

My college roommate had just bought a house. We didn’t renew our lease on the apartment because she thought I’d move in with my bf. I asked how she was able to afford a house as a flight attendant since it seemed like she didn’t really work that often. Then she told me the truth. I was intrigued. I don’t know if it was boredom with my own sex life, disillusionment from entering the workforce fulltime or if I’m just a specific kind of slut that finds it hot but I wanted to have what she had. I wanted to be able to buy my own house. I wanted to only work a few weekends a month and still afford everything I need.

I went with her to Miami. We went to a basketball game. Afterwards a blacked out Gwagon took us to a hotel. One of the players was there and he fucked us both all night. He was tall, in great shape, hung like I’ve never seen in person before and stayed hard after he came multiple times. He literally fucked us until the sun came up. It was still to this day the best sex I’ve ever had in my life. We had to sign an nda and both got a fat envelope to take home that was equal to a few months of what I made at my coding gig. Once we got home I asked her to take me with her the next time. And the next. They weren’t all as glamorous as the first but they were all more lucrative than staring at a computer all day. Now I’m on my own and fly on my own schedule. I ever bought several fake flight attendants outfits to keep in my closet. My BF says he’s serious about moving in together this time when his lease is up but I’m not sure I’ll be able to keep this a secret if we do.