Jenni And Bobbi Ch 07

I got three separate texts from Jenni the day Bobbi was beginning her flight home. She told me that the two of them spent the entire day together before Bobbi left. I'd heard the same from Bobbi, but without any details.

Jenni filled those details in. She told me that the two of them "worked everything out" and that Bobbi was her "lifelong best friend." What came next was unexpected, and nothing I had heard from Bobbi.

She told me, "I've been thinking about everything really hard the past few days. I just know you and Bobbi are going to end up being a couple. Once you meet her, you'll know why. She's twice as great in person as the Bobbi you know by texting. I need you to know that I'm okay with that. Completely okay. I'm happy that Bobbi found you. She deserves to be happy. I do too, and here's how that's going to happen. You and Bobbi are my two best friends in the world. I know you and I haven't known each other for a long, long time, but I've gotten so close to you Garry. I love you. I trust you. I'd have a huge hole in my heart if I couldn't talk to you or see you anymore. But now, my two best friends will be together. So, I can see both of you together more than I see either of you apart right now. I hope that makes sense. Thinking about that makes me super happy. And guess what? Bobbi is okay with me spending time with you, even if she's not there. She said she'd talk to you about it when she got home. If you're not okay with that I'll be disappointed, but it will be alright. I'm really looking forward to spending time with you again."

I was stunned. I wrote back simply, "I'm looking forward to seeing you again too Jenni."

Jenni replied, "Bobbi and I are like sisters. When we were in middle school, we even practiced kissing. We don't have any secrets at all."

I grinned, "So that explains why you're such a good kisser! :-)"

"And I'll bet you'll find out Bobbi's a good kisser too. :-)"

I was smiling pretty hard. "That's probably true. We've become pretty close this past month."

Jenni kept going, "I love Bobbi. She's my best friend. You'll love her too. She's fallen in love with you Garry, just like I did."

I couldn't help but ask, "Have your feelings for me changed Jenni?"

There was a pause, but then this text came through, "My feelings are still there, but they're different. I love you as a very best friend. And I trust you more than anyone on the planet. Bobbi too of course. That's why this is so perfect."

I told Jenni, "Well, my feelings toward you have shifted too. If anything, I'm closer to you now more than ever. But I have to be truthful. Even if I had never met Bobbi, I don't think you and I would have ever been a couple. Best friends? Yes, absolutely. But not a romantically involved couple."

Jenni wrote back with this rather surprising response, "I know that now. I think that's what's changed for me. I'm past that. Still, I want to see you and spend some time alone with you. Bobbi is okay with it. She'll tell you."

I needed clarification. "You're still wanting to have sex with me? And Bobbi says she's okay with that?"

"She is! We talked about it! Ask her, or she'll tell you before you even ask. She even seemed excited about it."

I couldn't believe it. "Really?"

Jenni wrote back, "Yes, but it's more than that. You'll understand. I need to let Bobbi tell you. I promised."

Now I was curious. "Okay. That's important. I'm really big on keeping promises."

"I know you are. You're a good man Garry. The best I've ever met."

I felt relieved that Jenni seemed okay with things. "Thank you Jenni. That makes me smile and feel really good."

"I love you Garry. It'll all work out. You'll see."

That felt nice. "I believe you."

"I should let you get back to work. Sorry. I keep forgetting. You'll have to warm my butt cheeks when I get home. :-)"

There was that spanking thing again. "Probably not. Actually, definitely not. Your butt cheeks need tender love and care."

"You could take off my clothes. I want you to. :-)" Jenni was pushing her boundaries.

I was getting aroused. "I'll bet your bottom looks good without clothes. You are very voluptuous."

"Oh Garry. I'd do anything for you. I want to. Anything."

I had no idea what those two had talked about, but it sounded erotic. I asked, "It wouldn't make you feel weird in front of Bobbi?"

"I've been naked around Bobbi since we were little. We're like sisters."

I couldn't believe what I was reading. "Okay."

"She'll end up telling you. She's excited about this."

Bobbi had dealt with Jenni's feelings apparently. "Really?"

Jenni sounded excited. "She is. This will be really good. I swear."

I was blown away. "I believe you."

"She loves you Garry. She's so nervous to meet you. Super excited, but really nervous."

I felt nervous too in some ways. All I wrote was, "That's what she keeps telling me."

Jenni kept right on texting. "Just give her time. Bobbi is actually really shy with men. Especially if she has a crush on them."

I wrote back, "She's said that. Hard to think of Bobbi as shy."

"I know, right? But with you it's so beyond a crush. She's really fallen hard. She wouldn't mind me telling you that. It's the truth."

I smiled. "She's a very sweet young woman. I can see why you two are such fast friends. In many ways you're both different. But way down deep you're both the same... just as sweet as can be."

"I love you Garry. So much. You've become my best man friend! lol!"

That comment made me chuckle. "I love you too Jenni. You're a sweetheart."

"OK. I've kept you way too long."

Finally! "Okay. We'll talk again really soon."

"Promise?"

I told her, "I promise."

"OK. Be careful flying up and back to San Francisco."

"I promise I will. I should get back to work."

"I know. Thanks for talking."

She really was sweet. "Of course."

"Give Bobbi a hug for me."

"I will."

"Talk soon, ok?"

"We will."

The flight up to SFO was uneventful, although a bit bumpy. Any time it warms up the ride is less smooth. Combined with the marine layer off the Monterey Bay though, the day was incredibly beautiful. I was hoping it would clear up enough to make the coastal trip home pretty.

Once inside the terminal I waited for the glut of passengers trickling out of customs. More than half an hour later I spotted Bobbi, even though she was wearing a face mask. Just like I'd told her, she was hard to miss.

She had a big backpack strapped to her back and was lugging a smaller backpack over her left shoulder. Even with the face mask covering her expression she looked a bit wilted from the redeye flight from Seoul. How weird is it to leave at 8:30 in the evening and arrive at 3:30 in the afternoon on the same day?

When she finally looked my way I waved. Her eyes gave away a big grin under the mask. It wasn't like the movies where we both started running, with her finally leaping into my arms. Instead, we gave each other a hug and held hands, walking to one of those "pay to play" restrooms where you could shower if you wanted.

Some people talk a lot when they're nervous. Bobbi was nearly silent, and her neck and cheeks were flushed. I guess she hadn't been kidding about being shy. When we got to the "travelers' restroom" I'd discovered earlier, Bobbi looked up at me and squeezed my hand. I figured she might want to wash the "airliner smell" off.

She emerged twenty minutes later looking refreshed, and was a bit more animated. Bobbi had changed into a pair of drawstring sweats and a cute peach-colored tee, covered by a light warmup jacket. She had removed her face mask of course, so I got a good look at her pretty face, in person, for the very first time.

Bobbi is beautiful. The pictures she'd sent did not do her justice. Her smile was beaming, even though her shyness was making her blush. She was so incredibly pretty. Very petite. Very, very sexy.

I carried her big backpack as we hiked over to get a quick bite to eat at Potrero Grill. Bobbi was hungry! We talked a bit, but it wasn't the smooth flowing conversation I was anticipating. Bobbi was nervous, and to be fair she was eating. It gave me pause though. Her worried words about things being different once we met in person crossed my mind.

We finished our meal, heading out to the General Aviation transient parking ramp. That hike took nearly half an hour. Once we got outside of the airport things changed. She really lit up, commenting on the activity happening out on the ramp. She was clearly "in her element." Once we got to the airplane, she and I did a walk-around of the C310. Bobbi was positively glowing. The big backpack got secured in the nose locker, along with her smaller pack.

Once in the cockpit I helped her adjust the shoulder harness and seatbelt for her diminutive size. When I unintentionally grazed her left nipple, she beamed up at me with the biggest smile ever.

Grinning back I said, "Sorry. Gotta make sure you're strapped in securely."

Her smile was mischievous, "That sounds kinda kinky, don't you think?" She held my gaze.

I leaned over to kiss her. Her hand went up and wrapped around my neck, pulling me to her. Our kissing became passionate. Bobbi is a fabulous kisser.

When I broke our kiss I told her, "All that practice with Jenni paid off."

She giggled and said, "She told you, did she?"

I was grinning ear-to-ear. "Yep."

We were holding hands, just gazing at each other. I leaned in for another kiss.

When our lips parted this time she said, "I just knew it would be like this."

I knew I was beaming. "I figured the same. We've got great chemistry. And to think you were all worried."

"Well, I'm really shy. You've seen it firsthand now."

I chuckled. "All it took to break the spell was to get you out on the ramp, and a kiss or two."

"And 'accidentally' " - she emphasized the word using air quotes - "brushing up against my boobie."

I reached over and cupped her little breast in my palm, gently pulling on her stiff nipple. Her eyes fluttered and she gave a little gasp. I let my hand drift down her torso toward her thigh.

She looked up with a grin and said, "This is better than your truck I think."

I laughed and said, "It is, but I'd still rather have the bench seat. It's hot in this cockpit, and getting hotter." I chuckled once more.

She grinned and said, "Or we could be in bed, which might spontaneously ignite with us in it." Her eyes twinkled.

I laughed pretty hard, "We'll need to order a fire extinguisher and room service."

She giggled. "We'll get Jenni to cook and bring us our meals."

I told her, "Jenni said you have things to share. She wouldn't tell me."

Bobbi got a little shy again, saying, "Yea. We had quite a talk about everything. But we should get clearance and get up to cooler air, don't you think?" She grinned.

"You're telling me you're getting too heated up?"

She blew me an air kiss. "I've been all heated up since the moment I met you." Then she got suddenly serious, taking my hand in both of hers. "Garry, I'm crazy about you. I couldn't have dreamed this. I've really fallen hard." She was searching my face and my eyes, looking for affirmation.

I leaned over and kissed her again, telling her, "Bobbi, I love you too."

That brought tears, then happy laughter.

I told her, "I did mention I wanted to wait until we met. To tell you."

She laughed and brushed at her cheeks. "You did. And you did." She gave me the biggest smile and reached out to pull me in for another very passionate kiss.

She told me, "I'm going to make you the happiest man on the planet. I'm quite certain you've never been with anyone as horny as I am. And I love flying too. The perfect combo, right? Sex and airplanes?" She laughed a big belly laugh. Her eyes sparkled.

We called for clearance, only having to wait fifty minutes to get airborne. At an international airport that's record time, especially on a busy afternoon. Once we were moving it wasn't as hot. Bobbi kept the door open for additional air. She looked so great in her G-15 Green Aviators and the David Clark headset I had for her. She had pulled an ACI Jet ballcap out of her backpack, and had tied her hair back so it fell through the arch of the cap. She looked really, really pretty, and hella sexy.

Once we rotated and began our climb out of SFO she scanned for traffic like a pro, all business. I got cleared to our cruise altitude of 5,500 feet in two steps, via the Porte intersection, following T257 to Ano Nuevo. Once clear of the TCA I terminated Flight Following and followed the coast down past Big Sur and Hearst Castle, eventually turning inland over Cayucos for PRB, the airport at Paso Robles.

I asked her if getting bumpy once we turned inland was going to bother her.

She looked at me as if to ask,

'Are you serious?'

and then said, "I like the bumps and bounces. I don't get motion sick at all."

I grinned and nodded, "Okay. Just wanted to double check. It's a hot day."

I had asked her about the conversation she'd had with Jenni, but she wanted to wait until we could sit together and talk comfortably. I understood that.

During our flight she mostly asked about the Twin Cessna, and about my experience as a pilot and instructor. When she learned I also had my Dad's Skymaster she got really excited. I'd told her I had learned to fly in that aircraft, and that my Dad had purchased it new in 1979.

She, of course, wanted to go flying in that one. I told her we would, but cautioned her about the noise. Skymasters are very loud; one of the few aircraft you can identify with your eyes closed. My mom never really liked it because of the noise. Bobbi assured me she'd love it and asked me all sorts of questions about it.

By the time we got home we were both starting to come down from the buzz of meeting each other. Once we'd turned inland the ride was pretty rough, and the landing wasn't my best. Bobbi didn't seem to notice though, and expertly cracked the door open again once we had turned onto the taxiway. It was miserably hot. It took us nearly an hour to properly stow the airplane in the hangar.

Even though it was very hot, I opened up the Skymaster so she could climb in to take a look. By the time we were finished we were both drenched in sweat, and very thirsty. She insisted she wasn't tired. Plus, she really wanted to see my place.

The minute I got inside my house I started peeling off clothes. Bobbi just grinned and started to do the same. I guess I'd never told her about the fact I have a swimming pool. She was delighted! We both dived in to cool off and rinse off. We took turns washing the chlorine off in the shower in the mudroom between the patio and the master bedroom.

Bobbi's shyness had vanished, even though we were naked together for the first time. Of course, I had sprouted a massive erection while we washed each other off. As we dried each other, Bobbi kept looking at my penis and finally said, "You know, I really don't see how this is going to work."

She grinned and wrapped her hand around me. "I'm pretty tiny, and I didn't think you were this big. Maybe this isn't going to work after all." She had this mischievous grin on her face and was slowly and gently stroking me.

I told her, "I think I should inspect the hangar where I want to park this."

She giggled, and grabbed my hand, and led me over to the bed.

What happened next reminded me of the lyrics from an old Steely Dan song: "Now we dolly back, now we fade to black."

After the longest foreplay of my life, we took a long shower in the master bathroom. It was so much fun to have someone so curious exploring me. Bobbi really enjoyed washing me. Her eyes sparkled and danced with light.

Bobbi has a beautiful body, like a gymnast. She thinks her breasts are tiny but that's simply not true. I have no idea about cup size, all I know is I can cup her breast in my palm, and it feels soft and wonderful. Her nipples are dark and get very stiff. Her little tummy is perfect. She hardly has any pubic hair, and what she does have is just below her tummy, jet black, long, and nearly straight. It's really sexy. She doesn't shave her armpits, which I find highly erotic. Her bottom is a perfect pear shape that looks so sexy, with a very deep cleft starting just below her waist. Even though she is petite, she's not skinny, or even particularly thin. She's in excellent shape and quite strong, but not overly muscled like some women I see at the gym. There would be absolutely no mistaking her for a boy, even from a distance. Her bottom is way too feminine, and her face is way too pretty.

After our long shower we toweled each other off and got back in bed. We kissed and talked and kissed some more, cuddling and fondling. The shyness Bobbi displayed earlier was completely absent. The kissing and cuddling and touching got us both pretty worked up again. The look in Bobbi's eyes was so full of love it made me weep. I ran my hand over her cheek and kissed her.

She pulled me to her, and over on top of her, kissing me the entire time. She guided me into her and said, "Be gentle with me, okay?"

I just smiled at her, leaning down to kiss her once more. I let her control the pace of our lovemaking. She lifted her hips, pulling me into her, crying out and gasping, digging her fingers into my back.

I asked, "Are you okay honey?"

Her eyes were shut tight. "It hurts a bit. But don't stop."

The look on her face made me think otherwise. "Are you sure sweetie?"

She opened her eyes then, pleading, "Garry please... don't stop." Tears rolled down her cheeks.

I was deep inside of her, "Bobbi I don't want to hurt you."

She kissed me deeply. "I want you Garry. Please?"

After that, we kept going for quite a while.

She cried out a number of times, her fingers really digging into me each time she cried out. Even though she didn't seem comfortable, Bobbi finally climaxed, with a series of soft cries and gasps, and began to shudder. Her pelvis had been up off the bed, with my hands under her bottom, pulling her to me.

I came hard a minute or two later, collapsing on top of her, all but sobbing.

She rubbed my back and kissed my shoulder, then turned my head to kiss me. She said, "That's better than anything I ever imagined. I love you so much."

I had tears running down my cheeks at that point. "I love you too Bobbi. You're an incredible woman."

She kissed my tears away, then she giggled. "I am going to walk bowlegged for a few days." She giggled again.

I grinned rather meekly, "Sorry honey."

She snuggled up into my shoulder, "No way! Don't say that! It was beautiful. You were so sweet and gentle. I knew it would hurt a little. I wanted you though, and I didn't want to wait."

I kissed her neck, whispering, "Okay. I get it. I was ready too. I love you Bobbi. I can't imagine being with anyone else."

We hugged and kissed and wept from the joy of finally meeting and being together. It was way better than my own first time. This time it felt perfect.

The sheets were a mess of course. We both showered again, and she took some Advil. I put hydrogen peroxide on the sheets and got them into a cold wash cycle. She wanted to wear one of my t-shirts as a cover-up, and she grabbed a towel to sit on. I pulled on sweats and a tee.

We went out to the living room and cuddled on the couch. Within minutes Bobbi was asleep. I've never known anyone who could fall asleep as quickly. I let her sleep until I got uncomfortable. My arm had started to fall asleep, so I woke her up gently. She snuggled in closer, and I explained I needed to get up and move a bit. The look she gave me was pure love, eyes sparkling and full of light, with the sweetest smile ever directed my way.

If I had any doubts about my own feelings, in that instant, those doubts were washed away by a wave of emotion so strong it took my breath away. I will remember that instant for the rest of my life.