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If every flight is like this…

“Most are easier than this one,” the co-pilot said, as if he could read my mind. “Many of our flights have four or five passengers. Easy as cake.” He glanced at his watch. “I’m going to head into town and get some food. You want anything, Luke? Veronica?”

Luke and I exchanged a look.

“I think we’re good,” Luke replied. “I’m going to brief Veronica on the procedure for when we return to Houston.”

“Hard copy. Text me if you change your mind.”

Luke and I watched him exit the plane and walk across the tarmac.

“What kind of procedure do we have when we return to Houston?” I asked. “Is it complicated?”

“Actually, there’s almost nothing for you to do when we land,” he replied. “Lead the passengers into the terminal and you’re done. The ground crew takes care of cleaning the plane and restocking the refreshments.”

I frowned.Then why did you say you needed to…

I trailed off when I saw Luke smiling at me.

Oh, I thought.I think I understand what procedure you’d like to brief me on. And I know just how to thank you for getting me this gig.

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Luke

Being a flight attendant was a thankless job. Hell, it was worse than that. Not only did passengers rarely thank her, but many were knuckleheads in a proactively-rotten manner. They were rude, demanding, and then blamed her if something didn’t go perfectly. Just last week I’d heard about a woman who was kicked off a flight because she tried to assault the flight attendant for running out of Diet Coke before reaching her row.

I was genuinely excited for Veronica to start working for Excelsior Air. It was an easier job, with better pay. As long as Gulf Airlines didn’t find out, there was quite literally zero downside.

It also meant I got to see more of her.

The Excelsior uniform wasn’t as audacious as the Gulf Airlines skirt, but it stillturned my propeller, you might say. Veronica had a magnificent ass, and the black slacks hugged it in a way that made me want to make an unscheduled landing onto her backside. After my co-pilot left, I knew we were alone for a little while. The ground crew wouldn’t refill the gas tank until shortly before takeoff. We had some time to kill.

Veronica immediately began playing along. “Can I get you anything, Captain Dricksen?” she asked in an exaggerated sexy voice.

“I’ve got a craving, but I’m not sure what I want,” I said. “Got any recommendations?”

She pushed me backwards into the cockpit and into the seat. “I’m sorry, but I’m all out of snacks.” She pouted. “Maybe I can make it up for you in another way?”

She went to her knees in front of me, unzipped my pants, and threaded my semi-hard cock through the zipper. But it was only semi-hard for a few seconds, because I was instantly hard as soon as I felt her breath on my skin. Veronica slowly wrapped her fingers around my girth, giving me the tiniest little squeeze.

“Maybe something like this will sate your appetite?” She kept her eyes locked onto mine as she kissed my tip, parting her lips slowly to take the entire head into her mouth. She was wearing red lipstick today, and those red lips wrapped around my cock, pushing lower as she took more of me, was a sight so beautiful that I could have exploded right then and there.

I craned my head back and enjoyed the way she sucked me off, bobbing her head on my cock. After a few strokes, she pulled back and asked, “Is this acceptable to you, Captain?”

“It’s more than acceptable.” I started to say more, but then Veronica was sucking me off again, so I trailed off with a long moan.

This had always been a fantasy of mine. Hell, it had probably been a fantasy of every commercial airline pilot since the Wright Brothers hopped off the ground at Kitty Hawk. Having Veronica wearing a sexy little flight attendant outfit, giving me a blowjob in the cockpit of the plane I had just landed, was better than anything I could have imagined.

“I want you,” I said after a few minutes.

“I’m here to pleaseyou, Captain,” she replied before resuming her job.

Fuck, why does that turn me on so much?

I felt the familiar tingle that I was getting close. I warned her that I was going to come, but she didn’t slow down—if anything, she sped up, bobbing her head faster and faster. Veronica kept her lips wrapped tightly around my hard length as I began to come, erupting in her mouth like a geyser. She gazed up at me through her eyelashes as I unloaded in her throat, cock pulsing in her fingers, red lips sucking tightly until there was nothing left inside of me.

“Jesus,” I said. “Veronica…”

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