I've been doing the run from Wichita Mid-Continent Airport for a few years now. The airport is tallied as the largest airport in Kansas. Wichita Mid-Continent Airport hosts 11 airlines which provide nonstop service to 10 major cities within the US. I thought getting out of Kansas would be my ticket to better things. But I never thought the 'ticket' part would be so literal. I'm a stewardess and despite the book 'Coffee, Tea and Me' it's not always a stew-zoo.

But I will admit I was looking forward to this run to New York City. I was eager to get back to see my stewardess friends I'd made there and to hit the Big Apple. Besides the men there were different and exotic, nothing at all like the men from around here…

Wow. Who is that? Okay, the one guy I recognize putting his bag in the other hand. I'm not surprised he'd be the least bit uncomfortable carrying his own things. After all the billionaire Lex Luthor must have a staff of people to do that for him. Hmm. Speaking of staff, these must be the bodyguards I'm checking in now. They're flashing some sort of identification with the air marshal. I wonder if they need to do that because of their guns. But my eyes keep wandering back to the man who is with Lex Luthor.

I mean, wow. Where has he been all my life? He must be at least 6'3" if not taller, dark hair that begs to have hands run through it, beautiful eyes and the body of a god. I watched as he took the bag from Lex and tossed it up into the above space compartment like it was nothing. Lex doesn't seem to notice it and neither do his goons, but I met the eyes of the other stewardess on the flight and her eyes were bugging out too. Then tall, dark and handsome flashed a smile at Mr. Luthor that even made the stoic Luthor break into a smile. God, I had no idea he could be so handsome!

From that point on I vowed to find out who the guy's name was and anything I could about him. Shaking my head I got back to meeting and greeting then doing my last check before take off. Everything looked secure and I tossed a coin with Tracy to see which one of us would be stuck with giving the air safety speech. Unfortunately, I lost. But it was almost worth it to have that guys eyes riveted on me. When I brought down the oxygen mask, I made use of it!

Tracy took the back of the plane, and I took care of the First-Class passengers. She was better at dealing with sick kids then I could ever hope to be. Besides she knew I was always on the lookout for Mr. Right. Corny, I know, but hey my family grew the stuff and I guess some of their old fashioned ways rubbed off. Once my passengers were seated I made my way around with the drink cart. Mr. Luthor took a screwdriver. I'm sure it wasn't his regular fare, but I saw the look of disdain he gave the scotch that we carry. I felt insulted somehow. After all, why was he slumming with us? Didn’t the guy have his own plane?

But the guy next to him smiled at me in apology. "Don't mind him, he's upset because I'm making him take a real plane instead of his jet. I think it's good for him to step down from the pedestal once in awhile."

I heard Mr. Luthor snort, but I also noticed he was wrapping his fingers into this guy's hand. Mr. Gorgeous leaned over and bringing their intertwined hands to his lips gently kissed 'Lex's ' hands. I almost melted. He turned back to me. "My name is Clark. Are you from Kansas, Sarah?"

"Hi," I blurted and felt a blush rise to my cheeks, "Clark." To my eternal embarrassment I almost asked how he knew my name until I remembered it was on my uniform. "Yes, I am from Kansas. A little farm town called Granville. I'm sure you've never heard of it."  From next to him I heard a groan.

"Really! I'm from Smallville. Lex and I are headed to New York. He's been there all the time, but I've never been there before. Have you ever been there?" Clark was obviously very excited.

"Clark, of course she's been there before," Lex commented in an amused tone.

I smiled. They were so cute and hot together I wondered if I'd find my knees on this trip or if we'd left them back at the airport. "Yes I have been there and I love it. I'm sure you will too. Is this a special trip?"

Clark beamed and leaned over to whisper, "We're actually on our way to Massachusetts to get married."

I blinked and then beamed at them. "Congratulations. You make a wonderful couple."

Lex toasted me with his glass and with a nod I made my way to the rest of the passengers after giving Clark his soda. The security guards only took water. I was putting my cart away when the first air pocket took the plane plummeting down. As quickly as it came it was gone and I went back to reassure the passengers but I noticed the co-pilot headed my way, looking white. I grabbed his arm and dragged him into the cabin. "What happened?"

"Air sheer I think," he grabbed a soda and gulped it down, took a bottle with him and headed back to the cockpit. I felt bad for Tom, it was only his second flight. Undoubtedly, Sam our regular pilot told him to come back to pull himself together. After he left Tracy and I worked double duty to reassure everyone was okay when it happened again. My feet went out from under me and I fell into Clark's lap. He smiled and put me back on my feet with that amazing strength of his and asked if everything was okay. I explained that it was a natural occurrence but that storms were forecasted. Clark nodded and put his head to Lex's and began to talk in hushed tones.

It definitely was a storm, and a bad one at that. From there on the plane pitched and rolled. I'm a seasoned flight hostess, but even I was starting to get scared. My heart went out to Tracy who had a bumper crop of small children on the flight. I was surprised to have Mr. Luthor suddenly grab me by the arm. "Is there an airtight compartment here with a window?"

I began to ask why, but his face was so serious and I had other things on my mind, so I pointed out the one place on the plane that did have that. Then I turned quickly hoping to help Tracy with the panicked passengers. The air around the plane started to light up with bolts of lightning. Some of the passengers began to scream, children were crying, and some were saying their prayers. I made my way up the cockpit after a sudden burst of cold air made me wonder if the plane had been breeched. My steps were ungainly as I lurched and lunged my way to the door. I flung it open only to see Superman waving at the pilots, who looked ready to pass out. They slumped in their seats and I grabbed the back of Sam's. "Was that Superman?"

"Yes, thank God!" Tom declared with relief.

Sam patted him on the back. "Talk about luck. He said Mr. Luthor called him. Whatever he wants Sarah you give it to him!"

I stumbled back even though the plane was perfectly steady. "It's okay folks, Superman is going to see us through the storm. It should be smooth sailing." Lex I noticed hid a smile behind his glass as he sipped it. Despite all protocol I slipped into the seat next to him. "I don't know how to thank you Mr. Luthor. Of all things, you have Superman's phone number?" It sounded stupid even as I said it.

"Actually it's more of a beeper." He pointed to a rather fancy watch that must have cost thousands of dollars. Somehow I didn't doubt it had a Superman alarm on it.

"Where is Mr. Kent?" I asked as I suddenly realized that's whose seat I was in.

"Men's room."

"Oh, will he be okay?" He was a nice guy and I didn't want him to get sick on his big trip.

"Yes, he'll be fine."

"Okay, oh, the pilot said that anything you want I'm to get for you," I smiled still stunned that Lex Luthor had saved us all.

"Maybe when we land Clark and I can have some time alone in the cockpit? After all, I'd like to calm him down before we deal with JFK airport and New York City." I nodded, this would be easy and I made my way back to the cockpit hoping that Clark was okay. Sam and Tom readily agreed. I didn't have much more time to think on it since it was time to serve dinner and the plane had entered a quiet bit of airspace once more.

I was happy to see Clark was sitting by Lex once again. They seemed a bit cuddlier then before, but almost dying will do that to people. The bodyguards ate and seemed not to even notice that their boss was practically in Clark's lap. I guess they're used to it. It was odd for me to know that the richest man around was so openly gay and affectionate. After all I heard all Luthor's were the worst sort of bastards. I guess it goes to show how wrong folks can be.

Relief didn't even begin to cover it when we landed several hours later. It had been a rough flight, and a long one. I grabbed Sarah by the arm and we quickly downed two rum and cokes ourselves before disembarking. Remembering about how Lex and Clark were going to use the cockpit I dragged her forward to see if we could see anything.

We melted against each other, even though we were pressed into sharing the same small porthole to look through. There was Lex Luthor naked as the day he was born, with Clark Kent also naked. They were kissing passionately, rubbing their hands all over each other, and still managing to smile at each other. We couldn't make out what they were saying, but they seemed highly amused about something. Clark sank to his knees and sucked Lex into his mouth. I could feel my heart speed up in my chest and I knew Tracy was getting just as much fantasy material as I was over this one. We continued to watch and Lex finally arched his back, dug his hands into Clark's hair then came hard. Even through the doors we heard him scream.

Clark picked him up with ease and lowered Lex onto his cock, using only some left over semen as lube. We both winced at each other thinking that it had to hurt but a look of sheer pleasure overcame Lex's face as he rode up and down on what was definitely one large cock. They were beautiful, light and dark, wiry and built, complimenting each other perfectly. Suddenly they both screamed and Clark was kissing every inch of Lex's chest he could before they collapsed into a sweaty heap on the floor.

Tracy and I walked away, okay stumbled more like it. "I've never seen anything so hot in my life," Tracy gasped. I could only nod as I fanned myself with a safety brochure. Shaking off the pornographic wet dream we just witnessed we bustled about the plane, cleaning, neatening and straightening. When we were about done Lex and Clark emerged, sweaty, smiling and practically glowing from the cockpit.

Clark blushed. "I hope we didn't keep you."

"No," Tracy blurted quickly. I grinned shaking my head. Clark nodded and Lex escorted him out with a hand on the small of his back. "Congratulations by the way!" Tracy called out after them.

Lex popped his head back in, his expensive designer sunglasses already resting on top of his smooth head. He grinned. "Do you blame me? I can't let him get away!"

We broke into a fit of giggles and agreed – wholeheartedly.