Our IPO had been a huge success, and I'd decided to treat the whole team to a luxury weekend in Hong Kong to celebrate. And, there was a great deal to celebrate - all seven members of the founding team were now millionaires - some many times over. So, I decided to really push the boat out for this celebratory trip, and hired a private jet for the occasion. Not just any private jet, mind you. The "optional extras" on this baby should make for a *very* enjoyable ride, in all senses of the word.
My startup had been spending a lot of our seed money on travel, over the last few years, and the travel agent in the small town we'd chosen as our base had done very well out of the arrangement. So, when I'd explained to him that I was taking the team for a 'no holds barred', 'no expense spared' treat, he knew exactly what I meant. Just to be sure, when we were discussing the facilities and staffing of the jet I wanted for the trip, he double-checked saying,
"Now, Geoff, we've determined the type of jet, and the facilities you want, including two stewardesses, both stunningly attractive, one blond, one asian and, as you specified originally, there will be yourself and the other six men in your team. As per your original requirements, there should be no holes barred, do I have that right?".
I could hear his grin right through the phone.
"Yes, Tony. I think you've understood the brief precisely."
"Great, I'm sure there won't be any problem whatsoever, and I can guarantee you the trip of a lifetime."
I hadn't mentioned any of this to my guys - I wanted this to be a complete surprise, to thank them for the insane amount of long hours and hard work we'd all put into this. Now it had all paid off, and I wanted to show them why it had all been worth it.
As we climbed out of the limo and up the stairs to the plane, our two lovely hostesses greeted us with chilled champagne and a pair of dazzling smiles. Tony had been true to his word - both girls were stunning. Jenny, according to her nametag, was a tall, leggy blond, with curves in all the right places, and a heart-shaped face framed by a tumble of honey-blond curls. Mei was considerably shorter, with beautiful dark eyes and long, lustrous black hair falling to her waist. Both girls looked delicious in their air hostess outfits, as I let my eyes roam their bodies from the tiny hats they both wore, down over the slightly-too-tight blouses with one or two more buttons undone than you'd normally expect, that showed of their pert breasts to perfection. Their skirts were shorter than I ever remember seeing on an air hostess before. These, along with the dark stockings, showed off their long, slender legs to perfection, as did the shiny, black pumps with higher heels than any woman in her right mind would wear if she really spent hours walking up and down an airplane!
When we were all seated, in plush and very comfortable leather chairs arranged in a sort of horseshoe, facing the cockpit, Jenny and Mei introduced themselves properly, and explained that our flight from London to Hong Kong would take about 10 hours, and that both of them would do anything they could to make it an enjoyable and memorable flight for all of us ... anything at all. The slight emphasis they put on "anything", combined with their slow glance around the plane - meeting each of our eyes in turn - made my cock stir in my pants. Looking around at the rest of the guys, I was sure I wasn't the only one.
Preparing for take-off, Jenny and Mei took care to come round each of our seats to make sure our belts were fastened securely. Jenny bent down in front of me, flashing a view down the front of that wonderfully revealing blouse. Her breasts were firm and full, with a glimpse of black lace between the soft, pale mounds. As she reached for my safety belt, her hands grazed the obvious bulge in my pants. She tilted her face towards me, her gorgeous blue eyes looking straight into mine.
"I'll take care of that for you," she breathed, as her fingers deftly fastened the belt.
The others all got similar treatment from either her or Mei, until the two of them went to take their own seats for take-off. Their seats folded out from the wall in front of us. Both girls bent at the waist and took their time adjusting their seats, giving the seven of us plenty of time to admire the view of their firm asses - Jenny's ample and heart-shaped, Mei's slender and pert. The dark seams running down the back of their stockings leading the eye on a long journey down their tapered legs to those wonderfully impractical high heels sinking into the deep, soft carpet that floored the whole plane. As the girls sat down facing us, their skirts rode up to flash the soft skin of their thighs, Jenny's cream a perfect contrast to Mei's pale coffee.
After take-off, and more champagne, the girls stood in front of us apologetically. Jenny explained,
"Gentlemen, we have a ten-hour flight ahead of us, and I'm very sorry to tell you that our in-flight multimedia system seems to be on the fritz, so we won't be able to show you any in-flight movies on this trip".
"But," Mei piped up, "Jenny and I consider it our personal responsibility to entertain all of you lovely guys in ANY way we can."
I was confident that, with all of the not-so-subtle innuendo from these gorgeous girls, every guy on the plane could think of all sorts of ways these two beauties could 'entertain' us! Jenny brandished the now-empty bottle of champagne. Her fingers, circling the neck of the bottle, moved idly, idly sliding an inch or two up and down the smooth green glass as she spoke.
"I know - how about a game of spin the bottle," she suggested with a bright, innocent smile.
"Hell yes," said Dave my CTO, along with several of the others.
Jenny knelt down, that wonderful skirt riding up those delicious thighs again, and span the bottle on the floor. It ended up pointing at Paul, one of our tech whizzkids, and the youngest of us at 22. He smiled, nervously.
"What do I get?" he asked.
"Why a kiss of course," replied Jenny, "assuming you want one, that is." she smiled. "So, how about it handsome? Would you like a kiss?"
"Uh, ye-yes, please." Paul stammered.
Rising gracefully to her feet, Jenny stepped over to Paul's chair, her eyes steady on his as she placed a knee either side of his legs, straddling his lap as she ran her hands up his chest. Slowly leaning forwards, the softness of her breasts pressed against him, she brushed his lips gently with hers. Just the tiniest of touches, then she pulled back enough for Paul to give a small moan of disappointment before she locked those succulent lips to his, her tongue licking at his as she devoured his mouth. Every guy on the plane watched, fascinated, as this luscious wet dream of a woman moaned into Paul's mouth, kissing him as if her life depended on it. She ground her hips into his lap, hands tangling in his hair. When she finally broke off, Paul looked as if he'd been poleaxed, with a dark stain spreading on his crotch - either his own cum or pre-cum, or Jenny's juices as she ground her hips into his lap.
By now, the guys were starting to get wise that this was going to be an even more fun trip than they'd expected. Gary, our head of marketing, raised his champagne glass to me in salute, and Troy, our financial guru, gave me a huge shit-eating grin.
"My turn now," said Mei, kneeling on the floor and spinning the empty champagne bottle. This time, the bottle ended up pointing at me.
"A kiss for me too?" I asked.
"Mmmm, let's see, shall we?" she replied with a smile.
I was in the seat furthest towards the back of the plane, and it was with great delight that I saw Mei had no intention of getting to her feet to deliver my prize. Instead, she crawled to me. Her legs long legs stretching out behind her with each step closer, her skirt riding up over that delicious ass, revealing a black silk thong between the smooth, round cheeks. Mei knelt at my feet, sliding her hands up my legs, her palms caressing the bulge in my pants as she started to unbutton my shirt. Spreading it open, she moved her head up over my lap, her face tilted up to look into my eyes as her pink tongue started to lick slowly up my belly. Her cool hands slid softly over my chest as she worked her way up my body, flicking her tongue over my nipples. Kissing them softly, then gently sucking them between her lips. I slid my hands over her back, feeling the smooth contours of her body through the flimsy silk before sliding down to gently cup and squeeze that fabulous ass. She nipped playfully at my neck, then softly licked my lips before kissing along the line of my jaw to my ear, where she whispered,
"Later, I want you to be the first one to fuck my ass."
My cock felt like a bar of iron as she stood up, smiling down at me slyly and giving me a wink before turning around to give me an even better view of the lovely ass she'd just promised me, as she wiggled her skirt back down.
"Me again. Yay!" said Jenny brightly as Mei came back to join her at the front of the plane.
