Chapter 2
After a quick cleanup, it was as if nothing had ever happened. They were both once again dressed in their uniforms and the jet had been wiped clean. There was no trace at all of their naughty deeds. They didn’t want their client, a very important one today, to find out what they had done. They couldn’t afford to upset her.
They were scheduled to pick up Stacy Damson, the only child of Danny Damson, founder of Digital Tracks, the high-tech train company that was taking the nation by storm. His daughter was supposedly drop dead gorgeous and Jetson was excited to meet her.
He was even more excited to bring her to his father’s party. His father was having a huge party in his honor (although his father claimed it was just a business party). Jetson was getting older, and at twenty-five, his father felt like it was time for Jetson to stop his life as a bachelor and settle down instead. For this reason, Armando had organized a party where a lot of wealthy and beautiful women would gather, such as Stacy, who would seek out business proposals with the Suarez family.
Jetson just hoped he could get some at this party or it would be a total let down. With so many beautiful women gathered in one place, he hoped to get lucky. Maybe he could finally get that threesome he had always wanted; that would be fun. With the thought, he smirked and got back into his pilot’s chair. He felt at ease with #52 back in his hands.
A while later they landed in one of his father’s private airports. He parked the jet and got out. He left Nicole inside of #52. He thought about how she would have to serve Miss Stacy with no panties on and had to suppress the boner trying to grow in his pants. His mind wandered into dirtier territory as he thought about them getting it on together. He, of course, would watch. As he walked, he had to force down his raging member. He couldn’t enter the building with a boner.
Inside, he stopped in the restroom so he could fix up his uniform. He had to look his best. If Stacy Damson was as hot as everyone said she was, then Jetson would have to make a good first impression. Maybe he could get her to fall in love with him and then find some way to get her into bed with him. One way or another, he would find some way of getting banged tonight, even if it meant hunting down Nicole. Luckily, he knew where she lived.
Jetson walked with purpose as he made his way to the pickup area where clients waited for their pilots to escort them to whatever private jet was waiting for them. Luckily for Stacy, she would be riding on #52 with Jetson. He would give her a hell of a ride.
He walked up to the check-in desk and grabbed a whiteboard. He wrote down ‘Stacy Damson’ in big, red letters. With his board in hand, he walked over to the small group of people waiting to fly. He stood in front of them, waiting for one of them to recognize their name on the board.
Jetson surveyed the crowd, smiling. All the women were attractive, so it didn’t even matter which one of them was Stacy. But suddenly a smoking-hot redhead walked up to him. He nearly licked his lips at the sight of her. She had this amazing, hourglass figure and an amazing ass. Her lips were a shade of fuck-me red. She seemed to have the most kissable neck. This would be an amazing ride.
“Hello. You must be Stacy.” Jetson’s voice was a sexy whisper. He hoped it would turn her on like it did Nicole. Stacy gave him a little grin as she bit her lip, an act that drove him mad. What he wouldn’t do to have those lips wrapped around him. He wanted her. He would have her.
“Yes. That’s me. You must be Pilot Jetson. I’ve heard a lot about you. My father is a big fan.” She smirked before placing a hand sensually on his arm. Jetson’s member tried to spring to life in his pants, but he forced him down. He didn’t need a boner in public.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Stacy. Let me escort you to the jet.” He took her hand before pulling her along. Her hand was so soft. If simply holding her hand could drive him wild, Jetson couldn’t imagine what sex would be like. He knew he had to have her.
Jetson quickly brought her into the jet where Nicole and Stacy met for the first time. There was a bit of tension that filled the air as jealousy formed. Nicole could tell that Jetson was attracted to Stacy. He looked as if he would pounce on her at any moment and that made Nicole horribly jealous.
Stacy was also jealous. She considered the stewardess to be hotter than her, causing insecurities to blossom. She envied any woman that was more attractive than herself. Wanting to show her dominance, Stacy started to flirt with Jetson, turning Nicole green with envy.
When Jetson emerged to entertain his guest, Stacy was all over him. Her hands were all over his body. As she got increasingly drunk, she loosened up even more, getting courageous. One of her hands was on his upper thigh, getting closer and closer to the tent he had pitched there. Nicole could do nothing but look on as Stacy teased the love of her life.