Authors Notes:
Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around.
They broke from rehearsal and Cherry came over for lunch. Mark was waiting for her.
"I should have stayed angry with you. That woman is a taskmaster and a half. Holy shit; there is a lot to learn and not a lot of time to get it done. I'm pretty good on the Pop routines but the Country ones are all new to me. I'm getting there but Brenda is relentless. I have one question, was she that way when you were kids?"
"Oh yes she was," Jill told her as she walked up to the bar. "Honestly, I loved it. She wanted to turn the three of them into the best lovers in the world. They would do me and if Brenda wasn't happy, she'd make them do it over. I came to love do overs," Jill blushed.
"I'll bet you did," Cherry giggled. "Now I know how this man became so good in bed. Everyone should have a Brenda in their life."
"Now darling, you know why we love her so much," Mark, grinned. "She still has tricks she hasn't taught us. That thought frightens us, doesn't it Gar?"
Gary had just walked up and heard the last of the conversation. "What frightens us?"
"The fact that Brenda has things up her sleeve she hasn't taught us yet," Mark told him.
Gary laughed, "Fuck yes; I have actually lost sleep wondering what is coming next. No matter what, she is the best of the best Cherry. You have the greatest teacher anyone could find. Just tell her not to wear you out today. You've got many to do tonight."
Gina and Brianna set the G3 down in Fort Worth. Ainsley walked up and onto the jet. She laughed when she saw Gina and Brianna. "Well if this isn't the pussy flight of all time, I don't know what is." She kissed her friends warmly. "Can someone fill me in on the reasons for the uniforms today? I mean, seriously, I think I just gave Jack's brother a fucking heart attack. He took one look at me and he now has a hardon that won't go away for hours. Before we leave, I have a ton of boots to take to Orlando. Let me go and pull the pickup up to the jet."
They loaded the jet and took off. Gina explained the reason for the uniforms. "Mark and Gary told us to tease the fucking crap out of these guys. They are used to the pilots being men. They know the pilots are bi but they are straight as arrows. Gary told them not to fuck the pilots. One of them told Gary they don't swing that way."
Ainsley was hysterical. "There is a big problem with this. I not only know them, I've fucked them many times. They are fanfuckingtastic. Maybe they won't recognize me in this uniform. Oh this is going to be a fun flight. We can play I take it."
"Darling, we can do whatever we want. We're the pilots," Brianna snickered. "We're even going to let you fly part of the way darling. Kansas City is our first stop. We are picking up Rashad there. They can't stay in Orlando long because this is opening season weekend."
"You'll get to do them, but not before Cherry does them. Gary told me she won't even know they are there to begin with. This is supposed to be a major surprise," Gina said. "In the meantime, let's tease them deliciously."
Rashad walked to the jet as it taxied to the terminal. He smiled when he saw it. This jet was the first private jet he had ever flown on. It brought back some great memories. The door opened and the ladder came down. What he saw as he climbed the ladder made him freeze in mid step.
"Welcome Rashad, can we pour you a drink? We will only be on the ground long enough to pick you up and get back in the queue. Here, let me take your bag," Ainsley said as she took his bag and stowed it. "I was told you like Snake Bites. Would you like one?"
"Yes, thank you that would be nice." He picked up his Blackberry and sent a text.
Gary laughed when he read the message. He handed the phone to Mark and he roared. Michelle reached for the phone and laughed, "Who is calling you an asshole Gary?"
"Rashad hon, obviously he is airborne." They explained it to her and she was hysterical. "They are going to kill you. Ainsley has her pilot's uniform on too? You two are dead meat, you know that, don't you?"
"I can handle them. Most importantly, I know my woman," Mark said. "I know there is a lot of tension between the four of them. I want tonight to really be special for her. They are going to be so worked up and she is going to be the beneficiary darling."
They landed in Foxborough and Jamal walked up the steps. He had the exact same reaction Rashad had when he saw the pilots. They introduced themselves and he gave Rashad a hug, "I'm going to kill Chris when I get my hands on him."
Gary laughed at the text he received. "Now I'm a prick," he yelled to Mark.
They reached cruising altitude and Ainsley walked into the cockpit with two cups of coffee. She closed the cockpit door and sat the coffee down. "How's it going back there baby?" Brianna giggled.
"Fuck, those two are so damned sexy. I mean seriously, they've undressed me a million times and just the thought of that has me so wet I can hardly think straight. They still haven't recognized me though." she murmured.
Brianna stood up and messed up her hair. She undid her top and let her breasts breathe. She reached under her almost non-existent skirt and removed her thong. She kissed her deeply and smudged her lipstick. "Now, go back there and bring me some sugar darling. Tease the shit out of them."
Ainsley laughed and walked back into the cabin. She walked past them and into the galley.
"Edwards is a dead man," Rashad said loudly. "I'm gonna fucking kill him."
Ainsley walked back towards the cockpit with several packages of sugar in her hand. As she passed them she dropped one on the floor. She bent over and gave them a full view of her sweet pussy minus the thong they had been trying to read the words on.
