Chapter 3 - strike!

I woke up the next day feeling like my head was splitting in two. I rolled away from the light peaking in between the curtains of the hotel room and came face to face with two of the largest breasts I have ever seen. For a moment I watched Alexa breath quietly in her sleep and forgot about my horrible hangover as bits of last night came rushing back to mind. The booze, massive amounts of food and finally the sex. I felt heat glowing between my legs and sat up to get a better view of the gorgeous woman beside me. The movement sent a fresh wave of nausea radiating from my brain to my belly, which was rounded and distended in a plush yet taught ball. I winced and Alexa began to stir. Her eyes fluttered opened and she stretched lazily casing her lush breasts to wobble seductively. She reached a hand up delicately and traced a finger slowly between my breast and down to my bulging middle causing me to smile even if I felt like I was dying.
"You poor thing" she smiled noticing my discomfort "You passed out once I had finished with you and didn't drink any of the water I had for you. Ill have you feeling better within the hour" She winked. She rolled out of the bed and stretched again, hands above her head facing away from me. Her tits were literally so large that they were peeking in view even from behind. Her long shapely legs ended in a nice firm ass, not as shapely as mine but wonderful to stare at none the less. She threw on a cheap curtesy robe hanging in the bathroom and disappeared out the door. Gingerly I lowered myself back down to the pillow, one hand on my forehead and the other on my belly which gave a little rumble. Im not sure if my tummy was already hungry or if it was upset by the obscene amount of greasy food I had force in it. To be honest I felt like I wasn't sure about much, Id never been horny while hung over before and rarely had the "pleasure" of another woman.
I heard a mechanical humming coming from under my pillow and fumbled for it groggily, I would have ignored it if it wasn't under the pillow I was using. I saw the number for the airline on the screen and answered, closing my eyes and praying they hadn't moved the flight forward.
"Sofie" A curt voice said, the voice of the chief pilot. My eyes flicked open a little worried. Had word of my make out session with a flight attendant on the dance floor traveled to the headquarters? Or worse was there a social media picture online? "Im not sure if you've been checking your email but the board has just entered negations with the union bosses. Id ask if your willing to fly but so far every captain seems to be participating" My slushy brain must have been been missing what he was saying but he made it clear soon enough "whether or not your participating in the strike there aren't any complete crews, if you don't hear from my by the end of the week call crew-cord and deadhead to your home base". No fucking way, I muttered under my breath as the conversation ended and I sat the phone down. Alexa reentered the room carrying a plastic bag of supplies from the lobby.
"The pilot unions striking" I said looking at her. She obviously wasn't expecting this and stopped.
"Well what about us?" she said with a little heat and less concern that I would have expected.
"I just talked to the chief pilot, he told me to stay put. You had better check in for what their doing with you guys." She sat down down next to me and pulled out a small bottle of aspirin and to my dismay a beer. "Alexa, I was kind of hoping for a coffee or a gatorade" not wanting to sound rude but definitely not wanting to even look at alcohol.
"Sit up lovely" she cooed, now back to the sensual goddess that had seduced me the night before. I did as I was told and she stacked pillows behind me. "Now lay back" she said, placing a hand lightly on my shoulder. "Do as I say and I will have you feeling like your gluttonous self." At first I wasn't sure If I liked that, but the heat in my loin had returned and her breasts were fighting for more and more exposure. She tugged the blanket down to my lap exposing my perky breast and grumbling belly. "Stick out your tongue" again obeying, she set two large aspirin into my mouth. Cracking open the beer the gently placed the bottle to my lips "Now swallow." She smiled the whole time, clearly enjoying her new pet. At first I was stifling gags and wouldn't have been able to finish it if she hadn't been feeding me like a baby from a bottle, but by the end of the first cold drink I did feel much better. "Now sip on this as I call and find out if I'm still employed" with a hint of sarcasm handing me another. Reaching down for her purse beside the bed finally her left breast secured freedom and I watched sipping my beer as the cool air hardened her nipple. She noticed me staring, bottle glued to my lips like a child with a sippy cup. She slowly slipped each shoulder out of the robe and straddled my legs as she began talking on the phone. I looked up at her sipping the beer and as gracefully as she always was she lifted the bottom of the bottle increasing the amount flowing down my thirsty throat, my belly rose and fell as I breathed in deeper and deeper with each chug. Soon the bottle was drained and she pointed to the next. The whole time carrying on with her professional conversation, laughing politely while staring at me. She had a glint in her eyes as she stared down at me that almost scared me but it only made me more excited. Again she tipped my bottle, this time I struggled to keep up. I felt beer dribbling out of the corner of my lips dripping between my tits onto my belly, the bottle in a near 90 degree up. Finally it was done and I gasped for air immediately followed by a deep belch. She had a fire in her eyes and said "Sure I can hold"
She leaned forward raising her ass putting her arm on the headboard above me and placed her nipple right on my lips. I began suckling away like a piglet eager for more and I heard her gasp and quickly say "Y-yes Im still here!" trying to refocus on the call. I reached my hand (fingers still cold from holding the bottles) and began rubbing a circular pattern around her swollen clit. "Th-thank you!" she half squealed as she threw down the phone. A hot wetness gushed down my arm and she screamed throwing her head back, dislodging the tit from my mouth. It was so satisfying to feel her cum on my fingers, the woman had given me so much please already. After her orgasm ended she squatted back down resting her head on my stomach. I felt her legs twitch one last time, a remnant of her explosive pleasure. She looked up at me smiling, her nostrils flaring as she tried to catch her breath. "Finish your last three beers, and we will see If I can finish you first" she said as she slowly moved back, spreading my legs gently kissing my eager pussy. I did cum before I finished the beer and twice before I had drained the last one.
I was once again in an Uber heading through hay fields. This time however I was already pretty drunk and it was barely past 1 O'clock! I munched on a candy bar Alexa had bought me in the lobby. We pulled off the highway to what appeared to be an old large farmhouse with a gravel parking lot and I stumbled slightly walking up the stairs to the front door earning a raised eyebrow from a man holding the door open for us. He wore a stained button down shirt and a half apron signifying his dual role as cook and waiter. Stepping into what used to be the living room I saw several round tables and a few patrons eating heaps of barbecued meats and potatoes off of foam plates. I stood there as it registered in my brain and the aroma flooded my nose. I knew I was in trouble.
We were seated in a corner and Alexa ordered two beers for us as I began looking over the short menu. At first I wanted ribs until I read the snippet under the brisket. All you can eat. As the waiter returned with our beers on a tray he also produced a basket of cheese biscuits, glistening with butter. "You had better hurry, your beers will get warm" Alexa said smirking, I now knew both were for me. I chugged the first one quickly and she slid the second in front of me with two fingers, her eyes alit again. "Have a biscuit love" and as was the pattern I obeyed. They melted in my mouth and required very little chewing. I felt large bits of biscuit work their way down into my sloshy belly which up until now only had beer and a chocolate bar to keep it quiet. A second biscuit in one hand and the new beer in the other I alternated back and forth, taking even larger bites washing it down with brew. I finished a third biscuit along with my beer and leaned back in my chair, tummy falling and rising with each breath. I had chosen a v-neck t-shirt and yoga pants for the extra room and you could clearly see the outline of my navel as I breathed. This seemed to please Alexa. I was pretty drunk by now staring dumbly at my mistress when the waiter finally arrived with our food. The biscuits by now had swollen inside me making my tummy bulge further but I knew as soon as I saw the plate of food there was no turning back. I don't know if Alexa requested it but two more beers were set down. I didn't even look up from my food taking heaping forkfuls, rolling the meat in potatoes before cramming it into my mouth as soon as I swallowed. The beer served too help force down even larger bites. I slouched in my seat as I finished swallowing the last of the plateful, sipping on my beer and setting it conveniently on my belly between long slurps. Alexa stood and leaned across the table giving me a clear line of site to her breasts and cleaned excess barbecue sauce from around my mouth. I loved being taken care of and most importantly being fed. Alexa had to be younger than me, but her loving yet firm attitude along with her massive memories gave her a motherly feel in the dirtiest way possible. "Your not do done yet lovely, that was only one plate" Alexa cooed sm