The following is not based on a true story or real people. It is merely fiction.
My alarm woke me at the crack of afternoon.
I woke up and saw the time: 4:40pm. I had to operate a flight for my air cargo company from Dallas to Atlanta and needed to be at the airport by 5:30pm. I threw on my uniform, a polo with the company's name on it, my slacks, grabbed a my duffle bag with clothes, and headed out.
As the other pilot and I preflighted the plane, we talked about our plans in Atlanta, "Dude, I'm gonna need a drink or three tonight," I said to Tom, the Captain on this flight. It had been a long week of flying and I was tired of working. "I know a good bar we can go to, Ive been there a few times, it's just down the road from the hotel. And hey, it's Friday night so it oughta be busy." Tom replied.
Tom and I had become buddies. We were both based in Dallas and we flew a lot with him being a Captain and me a First Officer. I had just started a few months ago at only 22. I was the youngest in the company. We had taken some bar trips before, but I hadn't been to Atlanta yet.
"Your leg today Sean," Tom told me, meaning I'd be flying the 2 hour trip to a smaller airport right outside Atlanta.
We landed around 8:00pm. The customers finished unloading cargo and we had finished putting the small twin-engine cargo plane away by 8:30pm. We went to the hotel via an Uber, and before 9:00pm we were in the lobby ready to hit the town. I changed into another polo, and still had on my blue slacks and brown shoes, so I was feelin' confident.
"Alright man, you finally gonna talk to some girls tonight?" Tom asked. I'd always been pretty sure he just wanted to watch me talk to girls since he knew he couldn't, given his marriage. "Well we'll see. Depends on the crowd."
We walked down the street to the bar, a hole in the wall pool-bar, that to my delight was smoke free, and offered $3 domestic beers all night. As soon as I saw that special, I knew I'd be in for a good time.
Tom and I started a game of pool as I gazed around the room while starting on a can of Michelob. My eyes caught a blonde girl sitting at the bar next to a brunette. She had on a black cropped tank top that fit her form beautifully, along with blue cutoff jean shorts. I couldn't get a good enough view of her from so far away, and could mostly only see her side and back on the barstool.
"You gonna play?" Tom laughed as he noticed me staring after he finished his turn on the billiards table.
"Yea my bad."
We played pool a little while longer when I saw her get up and walked with her friend to the pool table two away from ours. Finally I was able to get a good look at her. She had pretty blonde hair, blue eyes, a nose piercing, navel piercing, and very nice legs. She was starting a game with her friend, giving me some time to work up a strategy.
"Soooo, you're seein what I'm seein right?" Tom asked. "Oh yea, I gotta to her, bro." I replied.
Tom and I sat down and drank another when I realized she was also having Michelob. As their game ended, I said to Tom, "Follow my lead."
I put down my stack of quarters on the table and caught her attention as she turned around, looking at me inquisitively with her gorgeous eyes. "Hey there, would you two ladies be up for a game of duos?"
"Wellll, I'm not very good, I can't make any bets," she replied. "That's okay," I said, "how about if you beat me I'll buy you another Michelob."
"Okay, you're on. What's got you dressed so formal for the bar tonight?" She asked me.
I grabbed a couple pool cues from the table next to us and gave one of them to Tom as he stepped up and introduced himself to the other girl. I figured I'd need to keep my eye on him if his relationship was gonna stay intact.
"Well, I just got off work, didn't wanna waste anytime between clocking out and getting a beer." I answered her as I set up the balls. "What's your name?"
"Paige! And I'll hit first." She says as she lines herself up and fires the cue ball into the triangle, with a stronger break than most men I've seen. "And what's your name, pilot?" She says grinning at me.
"What makes you think I'm a pilot? And it's Sean." I let Tom take the next shot and he sinks three while I flirt with Paige.
"Your mustache is a dead giveaway. I also know pilots tend to hang around here, I've met a couple."
"Sooo, do you like the stache?"
"Hmm no comment." Paige says as she points out that it's my turn whilst grinning at me.
This is already going significantly better than planned. She and her friend, Anna, proceed to beat Tom and I, mostly because I only managed to make one shot. Paige and Anna we both very good, I could tell they were regulars. I chose not to comment on how she had met multiple pilots at the bar.
We played again and once again Tom and I were buying beers. After a while Tom pulled me aside, "Hey man, I'm gonna head back the hotel. Sorry I can't get her friend out of the way," he says as he taps his ring, "But do your best soldier." He salutes me and heads out.
Tom leaves and I go and sit down with both Paige and Anna. We talk about work and I find out she's a paramedic. She's definitely strong willed and seems like she'd fit that role. She was unique. Her cheeks flushed red and she smiled greatly when I told her how impressive being a first responder is.
Anna and Paige go to the bathroom and I'm left wondering how I'm doing. When she gets back she says "How far from your hotel are we?"
"Like a 5 minute walk."
"Let's go." She told Anna goodbye and Anna drove home. Paige and I walked out and talked the whole walk to the hotel. It was only about 11pm. There was a lot of night left.
We took the walk slowly and chatted the whole way. I told her more about flying an airplane and she told me more about flying around in an ambulance. I was really starting to like her prescense, and realized I was smiling every time she talked.
As we got into my room she asked "So, what do you like?"
"What do you mean?" I asked knowing full well what she meant. I sat down on the bed and looked at her gorgeous body standing in front of me.
"Are you a vanilla type of guy, or more of a freak?" Paige asked with a smirk.
That was not the question is was expecting. I was thinking something along the lines of blowjob or handjob? Not that.
I've had my fair share of freaky stuff. I tied a girl up one time and we both enjoyed it. I'd done some other fetish stuff with previous girlfriends. But I was nervous about calling myself a freak to this girl I met two hours ago. Yet, I said "I guess I can be a little freaky," I answered as I smiled and leaned back on the bed.
She said "oh realllly?" as she got closer and leaned over the bed and finally kissed me. Her tongue reached into my mouth within the first few seconds and eventually her lean turned into your climbing on the bed on top of me. We kissed for a full minute before stopped and looked at me as she said, "I'm in charge tonight babe."
I'd never seen something like this before. We kept making out but her intensity increased by double, it got steamy as she lifted my shirt off and stopped me when I grabbed the hem of her crop top. Gently, she pushed my shoulders back down and straddled over my stomach, and slowly and sexily pulled her shirt off herself, revealing no bra.
I almost fainted, Paige was so fine. She had perfect sized and shaped breasts and her nipples were pierced. Never thought I'd be a fan of that, but damn. They sat perfectly over her toned stomach, and it was obvious she worked out. She leaned down and kissed me again. I reached up and grabbed her breasts fondling them. She stopped me after a few seconds by grabbing both my hands and pinning them down above my head under her weight. One of my favorite things to do when I'm on top.
We made out a bit more with my hands pinned above me. Suddenly she stopped, "Alright, it's time for some fun she said, and she got up and sauntered over to my suitcase that was on a stand near the bed. "Mind if I grab something from here?"