Amber 31

Perhaps it was the nap we took the day before; but this morning, despite an eventful day and a late night, I woke up at my usual early time. Felling fully rested, I sat up and looked beside me. Amber was still fast asleep. Even after a night of sleeping, her hair still looked beautiful spread across her pillow. On each shoulder was a thin, black strap from the incredibly sexy lingerie she wore for me the night before and in which she had fallen asleep. After checking and seeing that it was still shy of 7:00, I decided not to wake her up even though the sight of her lying there filled me with desire. Instead, I quietly slipped from the bed and went off to the bathroom. After relieving myself and taking care of the rest of my morning routine, I snuck out and retrieved my flight bag.

Still naked from the night before, I carried it out to the living room and set it on the couch. Before sitting down though, I went into the kitchen and started a pot of coffee for us. Leaning against the counter while I waited, I looked out and admired the calm, early morning scene outside. Beyond the crystal-blue pool, the palm trees gently swayed in a light breeze and there was just a light chop on the protected gulf-side of the ocean.

When enough coffee had been made, I poured myself a mug before returning the carafe to finish brewing the rest. Carrying it over to the couch, I sat down and pulled out my iPad. Later in the morning, Amber and I were planning a quick excursion down to Key West. So, I opened my flight planning app and checked the weather. As it had been all weekend, the conditions looked perfect. Remembering that I had forgotten to the day before, I pulled out my phone and called the FBO. After a brief conversation, the receptionist assured me that they'd have the plane fueled and ready for us when we arrived.

With everything ready for our day trip, I packed my bag and set it aside. I then relaxed on the couch, just gazing outside and sipping my morning coffee. When I was getting near the bottom of my mug, I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. A few minutes later, the bedroom door opened and Amber leaned against the door frame. She was still wearing the black, open front gown made from lace and sheer fabric. Clasped together at her breasts, the front hung open, giving me a glimpse of her beautiful, naked body below.

After shaking her hair out, she looked my way. Seeing me sitting back on the couch, with nothing but a coffee mug, she smiled and came across the room. I set my mug aside as she knelt across my lap. Putting her arms around my neck, she asked, "What you doing up so early?"

I nodded towards my flight bag and said, "I wanted to let you sleep. So, I did all the planning for our little trip today. You're still up for going, right?"

Amber's eyes lit up and she said, "Of course!"

After giving me a kiss, she winked and said in a seductive voice, "...and for the record, you never need to worry about waking me up if it's like you did yesterday."

I chuckled and said, "Sorry, babe." Then looking over to the kitchen, I said, "I made some coffee for us."

Amber just looked at me and said, "Oh, I know; but, I didn't come out here for coffee."

Reaching down, she ran her fingers over my flaccid penis. As I let out a long exhale, with a little grin she continued teasing her fingers against me. Soon, my pulse picked up and I felt myself getting hard. When I was fully erect, she softly stroked her hand along it a couple times before sliding off my lap. As she knelt on the floor in front of me, I moved to the edge of the couch. Leaning back, I sighed, "Oh Amber..."

She looked up at me with a smile before bending forward. As she placed her hands on my thighs, I softly moaned, feeling her hot breath on me. A moment later, I moaned a little louder as she lightly licked my scrotum. From there, she looked up at me and just flashed her eyebrows before taking my balls in her hand. As she gently caressed them, she wasted no time in licking from the base of my shaft, up to the tip and then took it in her mouth. As the warmth of her mouth engulfed my erection, I groaned, "Oh fuck, Amber..."

She began slowly bobbing her head up and down while licking her tongue against me. The sensation sent a shiver up my spine and I moaned loudly. She soon began rocking head back and forth as she sucked up and down my shaft. While she did that, she squeezed and gently tugged at my scrotum. I felt my body shudder and groaned, "You're so fucking good at this..."

When she began bobbing her head a little faster and sucking on me harder, she tickled her finger back across my perineum. My body shuddered again and I gasped, "Oh god... Oh Amber..."

Then, pressing on my perineum, she used her other hand to begin stroking my shaft as she sucked and licked the head of my penis. I moaned loudly as I could feel my groin starting to tingle. I softly groaned, "Oh fuck... keep going..."

She tightened her grip and began jerking me faster. As she did, I started breathing harder. I could feel the tension building up and I started moaning, "Oh... oh... oh shit..."

While she jerked me off, she began quickly licking my frenulum. With another hard push on my perineum, stimulating my prostate, I loudly groaned, "Ugh, I'm gonna cum..."

Amber now quickly jerked me off while sucking on the head of my penis. In an instant, I cried out as my body tensed and then suddenly released. I could feel myself begin to ejaculate into her mouth as my penis spasmed. Amber continued to slowly stroke me as she took my entire load. I just kept moaning as waves of pleasure coursed through my body. When the last spasm passed, I felt my body relax and I groaned, "Oh fuck, Amber..."

She slowly lifted her head up and took her hands off of me. As my body gently shook and I took a few deep breaths, she just looked up at me and smiled. After licking her lips, she slowly sat up in front of me. I tried to reach down for her; but, she just winked and shook her head. With a smile, she said, "I wanted to do that for you this morning."

Then, standing up in her sexy lingerie, she leaned forwards and kissed me. In a soft voice, she said, "Now how about some of that coffee you mentioned?"

I just laughed and said, "I'll be right there."

She just chuckled and started off for the kitchen. Watching her walk away, I stood and followed her to the counter. As she stood there, pouring herself a mug, I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. Kissing her on her neck and rubbing my hands across her lower belly, I whispered, "You sure you don't want me to return the favor?"

Amber looked over her shoulder with a little grin and said, "After what you did to me on the porch yesterday, I think we're even."

Then turning around and putting her arms around my neck, she kissed me then whispered, "Plus, it'll just make me want it even more later."

I gave her another kiss and poured myself another cup. As we stood there on the kitchen drinking coffee, Amber asked, "So when can we leave?"

After taking another sip, I chuckled at her enthusiasm and said, "As soon as we get dressed."

Throwing back another big gulp of coffee, she set her mug aside and said, "Well, let me go do that then."

I set my mug next to hers and we went back to the bedroom. While I was rooting through my bag, Amber went out to the patio. A few seconds later, she came back holding both of our bathing suits. After tossing them on the bed, she reached up to chest and undid her lingerie. Holder her eye contact with me, she shrugged one shoulder and nodded her head to that side as she let the gown fall to the floor. I stood, staring at her naked body from across the bed.

Seeing my enraptured gaze, she smiled as she pulled up the black bottoms of her sexy, two-piece suit. Shaking myself from the trance I was in, I reached across the bed and retrieved my board shorts. While I pulled them up, Amber put the rest of her suit on. Then, while she went off to the bathroom, I found a clean shirt and slipped it on.

When Amber was still in the bathroom, I pulled out my phone and called the number for the cab driver from the other day. After a couple rings, he picked up. I introduced myself and reminded him how I had his number. After a second of recognition, he said, "Hey man! Good to hear from you. What can I help you with?"

I explained that we were taking a quick day trip down to Key West and asked if he was available to take us to the airport. He immediately said, "Of course! When do you want to go?"

I told him we'd be ready whenever he could get us. In response, he said, "I mean, I can be there in ten minutes if that works for you."

"Perfect, we'll be ready," I replied.

He told me he'd see us soon and we disconnected the call. When Amber came out of the bathroom, I took her place and rushed through my preparations. After finishing up, I exited back into the bedroom. There, Amber was just finishing putting on a white linen cover-up dress. It had a frilly bottom and a deep, V-cut neck that displayed her cleavage beautifully. The look on my face told her that I very much approved of the look.

With a little smile, she slipped on her sandals as I put on my shoes. Once we were dressed, I told Amber that the cab would be here in just a few minutes. With a bigger smile, she asked what she should bring. Grabbing my wallet and shoving it in my pocket, I said, "Just what you've got on."

Amber laughed as I went out and gathered up my flight bag. With that, we finished off the rest of our coffee and headed out front to wait. Although it was just past 8:00, the morning was already beginning to heat up. Thankfully, after just a minute or so of waiting, the driver pulled up. As we slid into the back seat, he cheerfully greeted us. Then as he pulled out of the driveway and started off for the airport, he asked how our vacation was going. Amber and I looked at each other and smiled, then I replied, "It's been perfect."

Understanding the unspoken meaning, he just laughed and said, "Good for you guys. Looks like a perfect day for flying."

"Yeah, we've gotten lucky this weekend," I replied.

We made small talk the rest of the way and before long he was dropping us off at the FBO. When I paid him with another generous tip, he smiled and thanked me, adding, "I don't care what time you get back; call me and I'll come get you."

We thanked each other and then Amber and I walked through the automatic doors into the spacious lobby. We went up to the receptionist and, after paying for the fuel that was uploaded, we exited out onto the ramp. With absolutely no shade, Amber and I shielded our eyes from the blinding light while we put on our sunglasses. Then, finding our plane, we headed over to it.

While Amber loaded our bags into the back seat, I got the plane set up and did a quick pre-flight. After checking that everything was in order, I returned to my side of the aircraft. Looking through the open doors, I saw Amber waiting in the shade of the overhead wing. When she saw that I was ready, with an excited smile, she climbed up into the right seat. Then after plugging in our headsets, we closed the doors, popped the windows open and we were ready. After running through the checklist, I turned the key and the engine came to life. Laughing over the intercom, Amber said, "This is still so cool."

When the electronics all booted up, I copied down the weather and switched over to the traffic frequency. After announcing our taxi route, I released the breaks and we began to move. Amber then, seeing my hands off the control yoke, said, "This may be a stupid question, but I never even realized; how do you steer this damn thing?"

I laughed and replied, "No, it's not a stupid question. So the rudder pedals are also connected to the nose wheel. So, you steer with your feet; and then, the toe brakes on top of the pedals can be activated independently to also help with tight turns."

Amber just chuckled and said, "Makes sense."

The taxi up to runway 25 was short and a few minutes later we were sitting at the threshold. After doing a quick run-up, I checked for traffic and we rolled onto the centerline. A few seconds later, we were accelerating down the runway. With a little back pressure on the yoke, the nose came up and we were airborne. As the ground fell away below us, Amber laughed and said with amazement, "I don't think I'll ever get used to this. This is wild."

I just smiled back at her and continued climbing. Once we reached the modest altitude of 1,000 feet, I leveled off and we started following the island chain down. Ahead of us was a bridge that seemed to stretch off to the horizon. I explained to Amber that Seven Mile Bridge, as it's known, is another relic of Old Florida. Originally built by Henry Flagler in the early 1900s as part of his Overseas Railroad, it was eventually damaged by a hurricane and turned over to the government to become a highway connecting the keys to the mainland. When I had finished my impromptu history lesson, Amber just shook her head and said, "You're full of such bullshit knowledge."

I laughed and said, "What? You didn't take Florida history class in Arkansas?"

Surprised, Amber asked, "Wait, you had to take Florida history class??"

I rolled my eyes and said, "Oh yeah. I can tell you all about Juan Ponce de Leon and the Spanish arrival, the establishment of St Augustine as the oldest continuous European settlement in the US, the Seminole Wars, Flagler's development of the East Coast... or do you want to know about Florida's ecology: the Everglades river of grass, the central Florida sunken cave system, and the coastal marine habitats?"

Amber just laughed and said, "Umm, maybe another time."

I just smiled and said, "Well, when we get to Key West I'll tell you about the Conch Republic and their failed secession from the United States."

Sarcastically, Amber replied, "I can't wait."

By now, we had made our way down into the lower keys. Again, the water was a crystal-clear blue and looked like something out of a travel magazine. Amber was back to snapping pictures with her phone and, as we got closer to Key West, I set the radios up for all the anticipated frequencies we'd need for arrival into Key West International.

A few miles north of Key West is Boca Chica Key, on which Naval Air Station Key West is located. A busy base, it's not uncommon to see fighter jets heading out for weapons training into the Gulf of Mexico or surveillance planes on counter-narcotics flights in the Caribbean. Today being Sunday though, the base seemed to rather quiet. But, in order to get to Key West, you still pass through their airspace. So, I called up the Navy Key controller, was cleared through and, within minutes, got handed off to the Key West tower.

With westerly winds, we were cleared for a straight-in approach into runway 27. On the other side of the island, a pair of ships sat docked at the cruise terminal. After another uneventful landing, we slowed and pulled off on the taxiway. As we taxied back towards the FBO, Amber asked a common question, "I've been meaning to ask; since this airport only has one runway, why is it numbered 27?"

I explained to her that runways are numbered according to their magnetic heading. With east being 90 degrees, south 180, and so on, you drop the ones digit and that gives you the runway number. Pointing to a red sign that showed "RWY 9/27," I explained that's why they'd always a difference of 18 between each end of the runway. Again, she nodded and said, "Ok, that makes sense."

I just smiled and said, "I'll make a pilot of you after all."

Amber just laughed and said, "Nah, it's much more fun just watching you."

A moment later, we were waved into a spot in front of Signature Aviation. By far, my favorite brand of FBO, Signature always seemed to have the nicest amenities. After I shut the engine down and hopped out, I was met by one of the ground handlers. When he asked what services we'd need, I simply asked to be tied down since we were only planning on staying a few hours and didn't need any fuel for the short trip back to Marathon.

He nodded his understanding and directed us across the ramp towards the FBO. After checking that I still had my wallet, I tucked my flight bag and headsets out of the sun and we made our way across the apron. I was impressed by the building, which had been renovated since my last visit down here. Walking into the absolutely gorgeous lobby, Amber quietly muttered, "Holy shit."

The two-story building looked like a first-class lounge with high-end lighting, marble and tasteful, dark wood accents. All of the furniture appeared right out of a designer catalogue and the restaurant looked like the bar in a five-star hotel. While Amber went off to the bathroom, I registered at the desk and then went over to the men's room. When I came back out, I found Amber just wandering around, marveling at the luxurious interior with its ground-to-ceiling windows that looked out over the airport.

As I came up beside her, she whispered, "Ok, now THIS is a whole 'nother world."

I just laughed and said, "Yeah, this is definitely the nicest one I've ever been to."

Then, taking her hand I asked, "You ready?"

With an excited smile, she said, "Yeah, let's do this!"

Since the FBO sat right next to the passenger terminal, we exited out and took the sidewalk over to a line of waiting cabs. Climbing in the back seat, I asked the driver to just drop us off at the lighthouse. The 40-mile flight down took less than a half-hour so it was still late morning. Turning to Amber, I asked, "You ready to be a tourist for a day?"

Amber just smiled back at me and then looked out her window at the sights as we made our way through the much livelier island. After a short ride, we arrived at our destination. I paid the fare and we looked up at the white tower. In person, it's actually smaller than one would imagine but Amber appeared excited nonetheless.

We walked together through the well-shaded grounds and paid the admission. After briefly looking through the museum, which gave the history of the grounds as well as described the life of a lighthouse keeper, we went out to the lighthouse itself. After climbing the stairs all the way to the top, we had a 360-degree view of the island and the surrounding sea. After taking a selfie of us and then a panoramic photo, Amber put her arm around my back and gave me a kiss on the cheek before saying, "This awesome, babe. Thank you."

I smiled and gave her a kiss. We then leaned on the railing and enjoyed the refreshing sea-breeze for a moment. Then Amber asked, "So what all is there to do?"

I laughed and said, "I mean, you name it, you can find it here. What do you want to see? I can point out all the touristy things to do."

Amber just chuckled and said, "Tell you what, you show me the things you think I should see. This is just awesome being here with you."

I gave her another kiss and said, "OK, well, since you're apparently into photography now, let's go take the most iconic tourist photo in Key West."

Amber laughed and followed me back down the stairs. Taking a minute to stroll around the grounds once more, she stopped to take a picture of a large shade tree, its expansive canopy covered in beautiful, orange flowers. Standing there next to me, she nudged me in the side and quietly said, "I'll give you another blow job if you can tell me what kind of tree that is."

Throwing my hands up in victory, I said, "I actually know this one!"

As Amber looked at me in disbelief, I proudly said, "That there is a Royal Poinciana."

Upon hearing my correct answer, Amber's jaw dropped and then she broke into a little smile. Leaning in close she gave me a hug and chuckled, "Well, good thing I was already planning on doing that anyways."