The Ceo

Eva made it through ticketing and got her bags checked before standing in the security line. She had on a light, long coat which covered her dress. It was in the 40s and 50s in Europe already. Eva had picked a sexy outfit of course, no bra again, and a thong, which she fully planned to remove before getting off the plane. One clasp let the whole sexy number fall, and Eva couldn't wait to do it for Lucas.

It was warm in line, so she took off the coat, and she could tell the guards were checking her out, as she saw one motioning to the other with a little hand gesture near his eye. Eva thought maybe she should have waited to put the dress on just before she got off the airplane. Well, she thought, there was nothing she could to about it now.

"Put your purse in the bin, Miss, and step through," the agent said. "Oh, your shoes, too."

Eva bent over to remove them and could feel the dress fall completely away from her tits, and could tell the guard was looking directly at them. Oh well, Eva thought, let them enjoy the show. She placed the shoes in the bin and stepped through. She didn't have a carry on, since she didn't want to be encumbered by it when she met Lucas, knowing she had other plans.

The guard used the wand, running it up and down her body. He didn't seemed to be touching the other patrons, but he used the tool to touch her everywhere as he slid it along her sides and between her legs even inadvertently (or probably not inadvertently) brushing her crotch with it. The little red light flashed and a tone rang. That's weird Eva thought, since she had practically nothing on.

"You'll have to step over with agent Murray here," he directed, "Do you want an escort?"

"No," Eva blurted out, not thinking about what that really meant.

"Okay, Miss, step into this room for me. We're going to give you a pat down, just normal procedure." the guard explained. This all seemed to be getting a little weird, but Eva knew that airport security measures had been increased. But honestly, did she look like a threat?

"Put your hands straight out to the side, your legs more than shoulder width apart," he directed in a deep gruff voice.

He stood behind her and started the procedure. He brushed along her arms with his latex gloves, but Eva couldn't understand why, since she had no sleeves on. Then he went across her shoulders, pushing her dress straps right and left, nearly taking the dress completely off her shoulders. He ran his hands down her sides, prodding and probing, and even pressing against the side of her tits. This was getting out of hand, Eva thought.

"Sir," Eva objected.

"Just procedures, Miss," He intervened with a gruff voice, "You wouldn't believe where some women hide things," he offered trying to indicate it was normal.

His hands rested on Eva's hips then slid slowly down her hips moving forward and back. He slid down each leg, which also didn't make any sense, since she wasn't wearing hose or anything. His hands ran across her butt cheeks, and then one hand slid between her butt cheeks from the top down, only stopping when it had passed her ass crack.

He stepped in front of Eva and swept the wand down her torso. It beeped again.

"Do you have any piercings, Miss?" he queried. "Belly button, nipples, vulva?" Seriously, this was getting ridiculous, Eva thought.

"Do I just need to suck you off so I can get on the plane?" Eva asked sarcastically.

"You're not actually trying to bribe a TSA officer, are you?" he said very seriously.

"Absolutely, not," Eva said, trying to figure out what he was after. "I am just not trying to hide anything, as you can plainly see."

"Why are you traveling today?" he questioned.

"I am visiting my boyfriend. We're meeting in Frankfurt," Eva replied.

He reached to her shoulder straps again, and moved them, totally exposing her breasts before sliding them back. He placed a hand below each breast and slid them upward, feeling underneath her cleavage.

"Who is your boyfriend?" he asked.

"Lucas Hansson," Eva replied.

He lifted her dress and ran a finger up under the waist band of her thong and across her front.

"What nationality is he?" he asked.

"Swedish," Eva replied.

"President of Marker Incorporated?" he asked? Now this was just getting weird. Eva actually didn't know the name of his business; it had just never come up.

"I'm not sure," Eva replied her voice wavering.

He knelt down and ran his hand along her panties, right along her slit. This was getting entirely out of hand.

"You are extremely wet, Miss. Your panties are soaked, can you explain that," the guard noted.

Eva was sure it had happened while teasing Big Daddy, but she would hardly be able to explain that. And his hands running all over her had hardly helped.

"I am just excited to see my boyfriend," Eva offered.

He passed the wand between her legs and it beeped again. Crap, what was going on, Eva thought.

"Miss, I am going to have to do a cavity search. Do you understand? Do you want an observer?" he said, still gruff and very serious.

"No, just get it over with, so I don't miss my plane," Eva replied, getting slightly panicked that the delay might cause her to miss her flight.

"Can you remove your thong?" he directed. Eva quickly lowered her arms and pushed it down, stepping out of it.

"Thank you," he said. His latex covered hand ran to her slit and she felt a finger press up inside her, probing. He removed his hand.

"Lean over and grab your ankles," he directed. Lord, how far was this going to go, Eva thought.

Eva felt a finger enter her vagina again, probing deeper and in all directions.

"This might be a little uncomfortable, but I will make it as easy as I can," he barely got the words out when she felt something cold and wet applied to her ass hole followed by a finger pressing in. Eva squealed slightly in surprise. The finger probed in several directions, then slid out. Eva stood up quickly her dress clasp coming undone and the whole thing fell to the floor. Eva stepped out of it.

"Are you satisfied now?!" Eva exclaimed. He passed the wand by her, and it was silent. He did it again, getting in between her legs. Nothing. He bent down and passed it over the dress. Beep. He did it again. Beep. He turned it over and picked up the clasp, and scanned against it. The device beeped loudly.

"I am sorry, Miss," he said without emotion. "Get dressed and pick up your hand bag at the desk outside. You are free to go," he said as he walked out of the room, leaving the door open.

Eva quickly threw her dress back on replacing the clasp, then slid up her thong. She grabbed her shoes and purse on the table outside and ran towards her gate.

"Last call for flight 1398 to Frankfurt, Germany at Gate 12." the intercom system blared. Crap, Eva thought, she was going to miss her flight. She ran up to the gate and a lady was holding the door open.

"Flight 1398, Frankfurt?" she asked.

"Yes!" Eva nearly shouted, breathing heavily. She scanned Eva's ticket and Eva went down the ramp.

A stewardess met Eva at the door. "That was a close call, we were about to secure the door," the stewardess smiled. "Seat C-3, you'll be with me. I will help to get you settled," the stewardess said in a comforting voice.

"Thank you," Eva replied still out of breath from her run.

"I'll take your coat," the stewardess said.

A pilot came out of the cockpit, an older good looking man with gray hair, and passed by saying "Welcome aboard, Miss, if we can do anything to make your flight more enjoyable, let us know...Suzanne should take good care of you." Eva turned and watched him, her eyes following as he passed through the curtain into coach. What was it about a man in uniform, Eva mused. He could do something for me to make it more enjoyable, she thought as her mind wandered.

Eva sat down. An older lady was in the seat beside her, and she had already settled in with a book. Eva needed to rearrange her thong a little bit to make it more comfortable, since she had thrown it on so quickly. She tried to discreetly reach under her dress. Her fingers found the edge of it, and it was soaking wet.

Eva hated to admit it, but she was totally horny after that whole affair at the check point, and almost wished she had gotten a cavity search with his dick. Wow, she needed to settle down, Eva thought. She couldn't even think straight. Her fingers drifted underneath her thong to her slit, and she ran her finger along it, nearly moaning from the sensation.

"Hey, I brought you a drink, you looked like you could use it," Suzanne said making Eva look up abruptly and pull her hand back, hoping the stewardess hadn't noticed.

"Thank you," Eva replied.

"It's a rum and coke. If you would rather have something else, I will get it," Suzanne said emphatically.

"You look like you are traveling to see someone special," Suzanne added. Then she leaned in close, putting her hand on Eva's shoulder and whispered softly. "I've been there. You need to relax, or you're going to end up having an orgasm in your seat."

Eva whispered back, "Or I'm going to have to find a guy to take care of me in the lavatory."

"I've been there, too," Suzanne whispered back. "I'm here to take care of you, so you give me the word and I'll help you find that, too," she giggled.

Suzanne whisked away to check on someone else. Eva was so glad that the stewardess had done that. Eva needed to know that someone understood what was happening in her body, because she sure didn't.

The pilot passed back through and went back into the cockpit, and Eva could have sworn he winked at her as he closed the door.

Eva took a sip of her drink, and sat back a bit to try and relax. The seat belt demonstration started while the aircraft was pushed back from the gate. Eva tried to pay attention, since she had never been on a plane before. She couldn't imagine crashing in the ocean and using the emergency exit. The captain came over the intercom and provided a weather update and anticipated arrival time, indicating that the plane was next for takeoff.

Eva watched out the little porthole of a window as the aircraft turned onto the runway. Then she heard the noise of the engines grow louder and felt herself being pushed back into the seat as the world slowly moved and then started rushing past the window. Eva felt the nose lift and then they were airborne.

She couldn't believe how steeply upward the plane seemed to climb, soon rushing into the clouds which suddenly blocked her view. A few minutes later, the clouds disappeared and the aircraft was out in the sunshine again. When the aircraft banked, she could see that the clouds were scattered about. She could see the ground, though the cars, roads, and buildings looked like toys. What a different perspective on the world it provided.

Her world, the home she lived in, where she went to school, they would be small and insignificant from here. It made her think that really, her own life was small and insignificant in retrospect. What was the purpose of this life anyway? Eva couldn't figure it out, so she figured she just needed to find the things that she was truly passionate about, and enjoy the time she had. The plane seemed to level off some and Eva finished her drink.

It really was odd that the TSA officer had mentioned Lucas' business by name. The whole thing was otherworldly. Eva wondered if she had been set up by Aunt Mable or something. There was an announcement over the intercom and activity in the cabin seemed to resume, the stewardess stopping to check on Eva.

"Another drink," Suzanne asked. Eva explained that she was just now trying drinks and didn't know what she really liked yet, and told her what she had tried.

"Okay, why don't we try a white Russian?" Suzanne suggested. She got some more orders then came back after a bit. Suzanne placed it on the tray, and then knelt down to whisper again, "If you decide to get crazy, I will join you in doing some tequila shots in the galley if you don't tell anyone." She smiled.

Eva finished the second drink and was starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. Unfortunately, she was sure it was only making her hornier. She went to lavatory to relieve her bladder, then couldn't help but rub herself. Yep, she was losing it, Eva thought to herself, as she let her fingers circle and rub her clit. She could hardly make herself stop so that she could go back to her seat.

Eva stepped out of the lavatory and looked around. It seemed most people were trying he sleep to account for the time change and trying to arrive refreshed for their scheduled morning arrival. Another pilot came out of the cockpit. He was much younger and not bad looking. He chatted with Suzanne quietly, and then came down the aisle. When he got to Eva he got her attention, speaking quietly,

"The captain would like to invite you to see the plane's cockpit if you like." Then he whispered, "Though I've heard the flight engineer requires that you pay a gate fee to get in." He laughed quietly.

"What type of fee?" Eva whispered, while in her mind trying to guess what three guys in a cockpit would come up with.

"Let's just say he's a purveyor of fine art and other things of beauty," he said.

"Oh, is he?" Eva laughed.

"But he never holds anyone to it. Let Suzanne know when you are ready."

He left and went back up front. Eva returned to her seat. After awhile, Suzanne came back around.

"How are you doing?" Suzanne asked.

"Honestly, I think I'm losing it." Eva motioned her closer. "And I don't think your drinks are helping, they are just making it worse."

"I know that feeling, too," Suzanne laughed. "You're making me horny, too."

"Is the captain's invitation an invitation to join the mile high club?"

"It probably can be, if you want it to be. Otherwise, they will be complete gentlemen, and just give you a tour and a nice view." Suzanne explained.

"I may need those shots in a little bit," Eva whispered breathlessly.

"Great, I could use one, too." Suzanne whispered. "Let me check on everyone and then I'll be back."

Here Eva was, on her way to see Lucas, and she was conspiring to get fucked by the crew. Was she really thinking through the implications? She would have no way to really clean up, and she knew that she was going to be fucking Lucas before she even got out of the airport, one way or another. Eva would be offering him her used pussy, and she hadn't seen him in months. But, it was no use; she knew herself. All she could think about was getting a cock into her dripping wet pussy, and she had an opportunity to do it right now!

"Come with me," Suzanne whispered, touching her on the shoulder and waking her up from her daydream. Eva followed her to the galley.

"Here's how this works," Suzanne explained. "You get a slice of lime, and then you lick the side of your hand and put some salt on it. You lick the salt. Then you down the tequila in one gulp, and put the lime in your mouth and squeeze the juice into your mouth as a chaser, like this...." Suzanne licked long across the side of her hand. Then her head snapped back as she downed the shot, before quickly stuffing the lime in her mouth. She then spit out the lime.

"Uh," she blurted, puckering from the event, her face showing a half expression of pain. "Yes!" she exclaimed, now seemingly happy she had done it. "Now you do it."

Eva wasn't sure she knew what she was doing, but she licked the backside of her hand. She sprinkled some salt on it. She picked up the drink in one hand and the lime wedge in the other.

"Okay, here goes!" Eva licked her hand, tasting the salt. When she finished, she threw back the drink. It almost seemed to burn in her throat. Then she stuffed the lime in her mouth, biting it. Some type of noise came out of her mouth, but she couldn't identify it. Eva pulled the lime out of her mouth.

"Lord, what are you trying to do to me," Eva said.

"I just kind of think of it like when a guy comes in your mouth," Suzanne suggested, "It's kinda awful but gets me hot and I always want more." she laughed. "Will you do another with me?"

"Okay," Eva said. Suzanne went through the routine again and then it was Eva's turn. She hesitated a little bit, actually knowing what was coming this time, but she did it anyway, happy once she had successfully downed it.

"Let me go make sure everyone is taken care of, and then we can go to the cockpit, if you want," Suzanne said.

Eva went and sat back down. She mulled over what might happen up there. Her pussy was feeling wetter and wetter. Her hand slipped back under her dress. It wasn't long before the tequila was affecting her, and Eva realized that she had absolutely zero resistance, she was going to let the first dick that got close to her fuck her pussy, hopefully again and again.

Eva saw Suzanne talking on the phone up front, then she motioned that it was time. Eva met her at the door and the young pilot opened it.

"I'm so glad you decided to take us up on the offer," he said. "Come in."

Eva stepped in and she could see the twilight view out of the front window, and lots of lights and gauges. It was so beautiful.

The captain glanced back, "Hi, I'm Captain Hightower, and this is the flight engineer, Marty. My first officer there is Nate." Marty had curly hair, and while not extremely good looking, he was a bigger guy.

"Lovely to meet you," Eva said. "I've heard you charge a gate fee," she said turning to Marty. "What's your price," Eva asked, already knowing the payment she planned to provide.

"Marty loves tits," the first officer suggested.

"Ah, I see," Eva acknowledged. "So, Marty, do you prefer to look, or feel?"

"I, um, like both," he stammered.

"Greedy, aren't we," Eva replied, stringing him along. "Well, I never want to disappoint." Eva turned to the captain. "Is it okay if I take pictures?"

"Certainly," he said.

"My boyfriend will want to hear how I got to spend some time in the cockpit with you three."

Eva reached behind her and released the clasp on her dress, letting it fall to the floor.

"Tell me, Nate, what do you like?" Eva asked seductively.

"Wow," he exclaimed. "You are even hotter than I thought."

The captain chimed in, "The boys can get you warmed up, and then I fully intend to give your pussy a proper fucking."

"Here's my phone. You guys make sure you get plenty of pictures of me joining the club for my boyfriend, okay." Eva directed. Eva then took a step placing herself in front of Marty.

"How do they look," Eva asked rhetorically. "How do they feel?" He placed his hands on them and a bolt of electricity shot through her pussy. She could hardly wait any longer for a dick.

Eva pulled his head to her chest letting him nuzzle and then suck on them. "Nate, I need a dick in me." Eva couldn't believe that she was being so brazen. Nate dropped his pants and stepped behind her, grabbing her hips and playing with her ass. He slid his fingers under the band of the thong and slid it down, letting it fall to the floor. Eva's hands were on Marty's legs, moving to find his crotch and then his belt.

Eva found Marty's belt and unhooked it, then slid down his zipper so that she could reach into his pants. She pulled out his cock, and then leaned forward pushing back into Nate in the confined space. Eva could barely wait to get her mouth around his cock, savoring the feel of it as her lips slid down his shaft. Eva worked it to get it nice and stiff.

Meanwhile, Nate was rubbing her slit, and Eva could feel her slippery juices flowing onto his hand. She didn't think that she had ever been so wet before. Then she felt his cock, and it felt amazing rubbing up against her back side. He slid it up and down between her legs, teasing her pussy until she couldn't take it anymore. Eva reached behind her and grabbed his shaft. She held it still, and then pressed backwards impaling herself on it.