The car pulled up to the front of a small, modern building. The driver helped Dana out of the car. A bellhop came out to load Dana’s bags onto a cart. Inside the plain-looking entryway, Dana and her bags were ushered through a stripped-down security checkpoint that consisted only of a metal detector and a woman on the other end who asked her a few questions about her name and destination.
This isn’t as bad as everyone says it is, she thought.
The bellhop followed Dana through the heavy double doors on the other end of the checkpoint. He pushed the cart through and Dana followed.
The doors opened into a gorgeously appointed marble lobby. An attractive woman about Dana’s age smiled from the other side of a tall mahogany counter, flanked on either end by large ceramic vases of artfully arranged tropical flowers.
“Welcome to the LAX chartered and private flight terminal. You must be Ms. Jacobs?” The woman smiled as she inquired.
“Yes, that’s me,” Dana replied meekly as she continued to take in her surroundings.
“Mr. Price is waiting for you in the lounge. George would be happy to take you to him.”
Dana smiled at the sleekly dressed concierge standing in the side doorway. She followed him into a large, open room with an enormous skylight that showed the pink moon overhead. The concierge weaved through a maze of chairs and tables before arriving at Alexander’s corner.
Alexander sat in a plush leather lounge chair, sipping a martini and reading the Financial Times. His sharp, chiseled features were highlighted by the gentle glow of the lamp next to him. He looked picturesque, but Dana resisted her impulse to take a picture out of nervousness. Alexander smiled when he noticed Dana and the concierge standing in front of him.
“Dana,” he smiled, not getting up. He gestured for her to sit in the identical chair next to him.
“Would you like anything to eat or drink?” the concierge asked. “We have a full bar and a small snack menu. We’d also be happy to bring you food from outside, if you’d prefer. Anything you’d like.”
“Wow” –” Dana thought for a moment. “A mojito to drink and a look at the menu, please.”
The concierge left to fetch a menu. Alexander took the opportunity to shoot Dana a coy glance. Dana’s face reddened as the concierge quickly returned.
Dana noticed that the menu had no prices affixed. A glance at the top of the menu showed ‘Complimentary’ written in an elegant cursive font, and Dana blinked in disbelief when she saw what was on the menu. Among the complimentary items were steak tartare, ‘Cheeses of the World’, truffle bruschetta, and a caviar platter. Dana ordered a prawn and pico de gallo salad and the concierge walked calmly away to put in her order. She pulled her tablet out of her purse and began to read Women’s Wear Daily.
“Dana,” Alexander interrupted.
Dana smiled and looked up from her tablet. Those eyes, she thought.
“If anybody asks, you are my assistant.”
“Okay. Don’t worry; I understand.” Dana really did understand. Whereas only a few months ago she would have taken such an order personally, she had been exposed to enough of the working world to know that it would be unprofessional for anybody to openly take a paramour – much less anybody who isn’t a spouse - on a business trip.
“Wonderful.” Alexander changed the subject. “I bought you a present.”
“Really?” Dana’s face lit up.
“Let’s wait until we’re on the plane.”
Dana nodded. “I’ll try not to bug you about it, but that’s not going to be easy.”
A server approached their table with Dana’s mojito and salad. She took a few bites, marveling at how tasty it was.
“I had no idea how hungry I was. That car ride wiped me out,” she said.
“They can do that sometimes. Don’t drink too much on the ground. It’s way more fun on the plane.”
“What do you mean?” Dana paused before continuing, embarrassed. “I’ve never been on a plane before.” Let alone a private jet, she thought to herself. God, I really don’t want to come off as a know-nothing country bumpkin in front of him.
“The higher altitude basically means that you get drunk a lot faster.” Alexander laughed. Dana was relieved that he didn’t seem fazed by her lack of ‘worldliness’. He seemed pretty intent on keeping his cool in the lounge, however, and didn’t react to her with any particular warmth or coldness.
“I apologize if I’m not being the best company. I had a stressful day at the office.”
“I’m sorry,” Dana replied. She hoped that it only had to do with business and not William in any way. “Let me know if I can help you unwind somehow,” she cooed flirtily.
Alexander’s brow rose. Although he tried to conceal it and look back at his paper, Dana could tell by the light in his eyes that she had excited him.
George the concierge returned to their seating area.
“Your plane is ready for you,” he said. “If you would follow me out to the car, they’ll drive you over.”
“My bags!” Dana exclaimed, not remembering where they had gone.
“They’re already loaded onto the plane, Ms. Jacobs.”
She sighed in relief. Alexander chuckled.
“Right this way,” the concierge beckoned.
Dana and Alexander followed George out the back door of the building, where another black Town Car awaited them. Alexander motioned for Dana to sit first and followed her in. He ‘accidentally’ brushed his hand against the softness of her hips as he climbed in the car.
A short ride across the tarmac and past the enormous commercial airliners took Dana and Alexander to the steps of an unmarked jet that was tiny by comparison.
Alexander looked at Dana and grinned. “Meet Guadalupe, my Gulfstream V.”
“You own this?” Dana gasped.
“All mine,” Alexander replied.
Dana was shocked. Alexander noticed.
“It’s worth it to me. I travel all the time.”
The plane’s pilots and steward were lined up by the stairs to greet them as they exited the car. Dana shook each of their extended hands as she and Alexander climbed up the steps and entered the plane.
What a sight it was. The interior of the plane had eight enormous leather seats, most nestled on either side of a gorgeous wood grain table. Each table had a vase with flowers. In the back was a leather sofa. The walls of the plane were finished in the same wood grain as the tables, and each seat was next to an enormous window.
Dana and Alexander decided to situate themselves on the couch seat. Mounted into the rear wall was a small television playing CNBC. Alexander noticed Dana marveling at it.
“You can watch whatever you want. The remote’s on the other end of the couch. My steward’s name is Gerard. He is a little talkative but very kind. If you press any of the gold buttons by the seats, he’ll come to you.”
“This is pretty amazing,” was all Dana could say in response. “How long is the flight?”
“We’ll be in New York in about six hours. We’ll get there just in time for early breakfast. Sleep on the plane if you can. I’ll have Gerard pull the sofa out in an hour or so.”
After the crew had shut the door, the plane made its way to the runway. Just like the freeway, there was a lot of air traffic that kept them from taking off. Dana enjoyed the view of the city out the window as they inched forward in line.
Suddenly, Dana heard the jet’s droning hum grow louder. The plane quickly shot forward. This startled Dana, who let out a soft shriek and clung to the arm of the sofa. Alexander placed a firm hand on her leg to reassure her. It helped Dana calm down.
“Ay! Why is it tilting?!” she exclaimed as the nose of the plane lifted off the ground.
“Don’t worry; everything is fine. Look out the window.”
Dana turned around and watched the ground fall further away from her window. The lights of the city and along the coast were beautiful. Despite the darkness, she could still see the waves of th
e Pacific Ocean crashing against the sand and cliffs as cars zoomed along the Pacific Coast Highway.
“This is amazing,” she said breathlessly. She felt her body relax.
A few minutes later, Alexander called Gerard into the cabin and took his hand off Dana’s lap. Gerard arrived with a smile.
“A bottle of champagne, please.”
“Right away,” he replied.
Alexander smiled and returned his hand to Dana’s lap, reveling in the softness of her legs.
“You’ll like drinking in the sky.”
“I like everything about this,” she replied. William and work were far from her mind at that moment. “I feel so adventurous.”
The curtain that separated the jet’s cabin from the crew’s galley began to rustle as Gerard returned with an uncorked bottle of champagne in a frosty bucket. Alexander again removed his hand from Dana’s thigh.
Gerard poured each of them a glass with raspberries at the bottom.
“Anything else?”
“That will be all. Thank you, Gerard.” Alexander smiled as Gerard made his way back to the galley. “Alright, then. To a fun trip and many ‘firsts’ for you.” Alexander raised his glass.
Dana’s cheeks reddened and she clinked her glass with Alexander’s.
After a glass and a half, Dana noticed herself feeling quite loose and bubbly.
“You were right about this,” she said. “I definitely feel this champagne pretty strongly.”
“Me too, but I’m pretty used to it.” He smiled and scooted closer to Dana, pressing his leg against hers and putting his arm around her big shoulders.
“You’re so soft and squeezable,” he remarked. “So nice to cozy up to.” Alexander buried his face in Dana’s ample bosom, nuzzling her décolletage. Dana laughed.
“You’re tickling me! Stop!” Her laughter grew to fits. “Stop!”
“I can’t help it; it’s right here. I can’t ignore it!” His words were muffled by Dana’s soft breasts.
“Aren’t the crew going to hear us?” she asked.
Alexander looked up. “They’ll leave us alone. It’s loud enough in here that our conversations don’t carry into the galley. Relax,” he said, stretching the last word out. He began to kiss Dana’s neck. “Even if they did hear, they’re contractually bound by a confidentiality agreement. In other words, we’re fine. But you did offer to help me let off some steam, no?” He asked.
Dana smirked. “I believe I did. What’s in it for me?” she asked, flirtatiously.
“I’ll make it worth your while; trust me.” Alexander slid his hand up Dana’s little black dress, squeezing the bare skin of her thigh as he grazed past her panties and felt up her torso. Dana felt her muscles relax even more. She sipped the last of her champagne and put the glass down, pulling Alexander’s face toward her and kissing every spot she could reach: his forehead, then his temples, then his eyelids, then his cheeks, then his chin – teasing him until she finally found her way to his full lips.
Alexander’s hand continued to make its way up Dana’s dress, pulling the fabric with her and exposing her panties. He gently squeezed her breasts, lightly circling his fingers around her nipples through the sheer fabric of her bra. Dana was just beginning to sigh in pleasure when Alexander took his hand out from her dress and sat up. Dana looked at him, confused.
“Let me get that present I bought you.” He smiled and fetched his briefcase. Opening it up on one of the tables, he pulled out a silk blindfold and what looked like a futuristic sculpture. He made his way back over to Dana.
“What’s that?” she asked, her legs still slightly open, her dress still disheveled.
“Don’t mind that,” Alexander replied as he draped the silk blindfold over Dana’s eyes and tied it over her hair. Dana gasped, nearly overwhelmed by the excitement of the blindfold and the fear of being 40,000 feet in the air.
Dana felt Alexander’s hands return to her legs. He sensuously rubbed and kissed her thighs all the way from the tops of her knees to just below her panties, where he lingered and teased her. He rubbed a gentle finger up and down her swelling slit, inching her panties over to get a taste of her growing wetness with his tongue. Its arrival was welcomed by Dana, who spread her legs further open.
Alexander continued to tease Dana’s slit with one finger.
Suddenly, Dana heard a soft buzz. A few seconds later the sensation of cool, thin rubber hit her pussy. She felt Alexander’s hand pull aside her panties again, and he teased her opening with the vibrator. The vibrations were very intense.
“Oh my god,” Dana gasped in delight.
Alexander dipped the tip of the sleek vibrator into her pussy, slowly twisting it until its extension reached her clit. He pressed down a little bit more until Dana’s body began to quiver. The combination of the vibrations inside of her and on her swelling clit was pure bliss, and Dana got so lost in the moment that she forgot where she was.
“Oh, fuck,” she yelled. “Oh, fuck.” Her hands gripped the edge of the couch. Alexander gently began to coax her out of her panties, making sure to keep the vibrator on her as he did.
Right as he sensed she was coming close to her climax, Alexander let go of the vibrator and let it sit inside of Dana for a moment while he pulled his pants down. He quickly took the vibrator out of Dana’s pussy and replaced it with his cock, hard from the sight of Dana’s engorged, glistening cunt. Dana moaned and spread her legs wide as he thrust in and out of her.
“If you fuck me really hard right now, I’m going to come,” Dana said breathily, between gasps.
“Is that what you want?” Alexander replied, playfully, not letting up.
“God, yes.” Dana grabbed onto Alexander’s waist. Her fleshy hips and buttocks bounced as Alexander rammed into her, creating a satisfying ‘slap’ with every thrust.
Dana began to scream as the sensation of Alexander’s cock and balls inside and against her pussy overcame her whole body. Her orgasm radiated out to her entire body. She felt it in the tips of her fingers and the strands of her hair. The pleasure shook her deepest core, and she shivered and quaked as Alexander continued to fuck her without stopping. After what seemed like an eternity, the overwhelming sensation gave way to gentle pulses of pleasure as Alexander grew harder.
“Finish me,” he said as Dana began to relax. He lifted her up and guided her blindfolded face toward his rock hard, throbbing cock. It glistened with Dana’s wetness.
Dana felt the tip of Alexander’s hardness against her lips. She felt him smear a bit of her moisture around her mouth. She licked it off, enjoying its sweetness, then slowly guided the length of Alexander into her mouth. She sucked off all of her sweet wetness until it was only Alexander she tasted.
Dana gently grabbed Alexander’s balls and massaged them tenderly in her hand. She swirled her tongue around the tip of Alexander’s cock at the same time. The plane hit a bit of turbulence as Alexander experienced a surge of pleasure, and he nearly fell on top of Dana. Dana, startled, jumped back and peeked out from under her blindfold.
“What was that?” she asked.
“Don’t worry about it. Sometimes the air gets a little choppy.” He gave Dana a smirk before lowering her blindfold back over her eyes and guiding her back toward his cock.
Dana licked Alexander’s shaft up and down a few times before taking all of him back in her mouth. She pushed him as far back in her mouth as she could and kept herself busy on every inch she could touch. Alexander moaned and thrust into Dana’s mouth.
Dana could taste the salty drops beginning to leak from Alexander. He began moaning and quivering as he made a few final thrusts into Dana’s mouth and squirted his seed into the back of her throat. Dana swallowed it with ease and sat back when it was clear that Alexander had had enough.
“Incredible,” he sighed, playing with Dana’s hair as he took off her blindfold.
“Likewise, Mr. Price.” Dana smiled at the welcome sight of Alexander’s chiseled jaw.
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��I’m going to go freshen up in the lavatory,” Alexander said, buckling his pants. “Then we can ask Gerard to fold out the couch.”
“Alright,” Dana smiled, relaxed and content. When Alexander had disappeared into the lavatory, she readjusted herself. She turned to look out the window, but the ground was pitch black. She picked up the remote control and began to flip through the channels until she came across a flight map. The little airplane was directly over northern Nevada. They hadn’t gone far at all.
I’m a member of the Mile High Club! I don’t believe it, she thought. There’s somebody else right behind that curtain. What did I just do? I hope he didn’t hear us. Oh, God. What if he heard us? He totally heard us. Anxiety began to rumble in Dana’s stomach.
Alexander emerged from the lavatory. Dana made her way over to the door.
“Do you think Gerard heard us?” she asked, a look of worry on her face.
“Probably not,” Alexander replied, matter-of-factly. “Even if he did, he’s not going to say anything about it. I guess we’ll never know.”
Dana nodded and shut herself in the lavatory. When she came back out, Gerard was unfolding the couch into a bed and arranging two separate piles of blankets on either end of the couch. He smiled at Dana casually as he saw her enter the cabin, not showing any hint of knowing what had just happened.
Phew. Dana relaxed. Either he didn’t hear us or he’s the world’s most consummate professional.
Alexander, dressed down in a sweatshirt and loose pajama pants, reclined on his side of the fold-out bed. As Gerard finished arranging the sheets, Dana approached her side.
“Anything else I can get you?” he asked.
“No, thank you. I think I have everything here.”
Gerard smiled and returned to the galley. After he had shut the curtain, Alexander motioned for Dana to come closer to him. She abandoned her blankets and crawled under his. He stretched his arm around her shoulders and placed her head on his chest. They lay in silence for a moment, Dana listening to Alexander’s heartbeat.
“Why did you name the plane Guadalupe?” she asked.
“After my grandmother.”
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