The landing was bumpy as it always was when Steve flew the jet. You would think after fifty eight landings behind his belt Steve could get it right. Honey felt the familiar lurch as the plane slowly came to a stop. She radioed the landing strip personal and opened the door to let the restless passengers out.
Honey looked angrily at Stretch as he approached. The small aircraft only held twelve people but he had taken away their ability to be attentive to the rest of the passengers. He was the sole cause of her sister becoming an emotional wreck on the trip.
Stretch was very tall, had wavy brown hair and an athletic build. He was handsome in a rugged outdoorsy way. Honey couldn't help but wonder how that stubble on his handsome face would feel if he ran it back and forth over her nipples. Unfortunately, his handsomeness was over shadowed by his arrogant attitude. She hadn't seen Char that upset for a long time. After all the shit he caused he better not try anything with her Honey thought as her gaze seared right through him.
When she applied at the elite topless airline that she was hired onto, she knew that men and women would be blatantly admiring her big breasts and small little waist, but she was assured touching was off limits. Stretch, I guess, didn't get the message.
He buzzed for Char several times, touched her repeatedly, saying it was an accident, and ended up making her lose her composure. Stretch even purposely spilt a coke on Char's tits and offered to lick the sticky substance off. Firm with the notion that this dufus should be taught a lesson, Honey's mind became busy with formulating a plan. A passenger had mentioned a secret room at a local club that contained a very obedient lover. As she considered her options Honey's big voluptuous breasts shook. She was smiling and shaking hands with the passengers as they exited the aircraft, when she came face to face with Stretch.
Stretch paused in front of Honey and looked at her lustfully. Honey put on her best polished smile, firm in her decision to teach Stretch a lesson. He was rich, but not too rich, famous but not too famous. A limo was waiting to pick him up, but there was no sign of bodyguards. That stupid jerk would get the fuck of his lifetime. No one messes with my sister and gets away with it, not even a hot sexy prize like him.
"I hope you enjoyed your flight," said Honey with a smile as she slipped Stretch a card with a number on it.
"Come by around 11:30 tonight," Honey said not missing a beat as she continued saying goodbye to other passengers.
Stretch looked surprised and a little hungover. The alcohol was definitely starting to wear off. Stretch exited the plane in a daze looking at the card that read, Empress Hotel 11:30 pm.
Honey looked at her sister as they both made their way through the arrival gates. They were sistas from another mista and the best of friends. They talked about how pissed off they were at the baggage handler for sending their luggage in with the rest instead of setting it aside for them as they normally do. If they had to catch a connecting flight, it would have been hell.
As usual her natural charm, stunning figure, and barely contained sexuality attracted a wealthy man who had attempted to attach himself to her during the flight. Honey told Char about the passenger in B4 as they made their way to the main terminal.
The girls were in their early thirties and thrived on attention, lustful conversation and anything that revolved around them and revolve it surely did. Both had size zero waists and big round breasts, that they often emphasized in form fitting plain wool dresses when they went out.
Not long ago those breasts were emphasized with small gold tassels that jiggled and swished as the beauties had sauntered down the aisle of the aircraft. Now they were hidden once again.
Young, innocent and gorgeous. With her long brilliant blonde hair and chiseled features, Char was stunning and attracted attention everywhere she went. Honey also took her share of the attention as men were attracted to her innocent wide eyed look, her long wavy hair, cute dimples and the small freckles on her nose. Char was the wild one of the two, with a larger than life personality. Her mood swings went both ways. She often became ecstatic. People wanted to be around her no matter how crazy she got. Char was crazy attractive.
"Honey, I'm so glad we got to operate the flight together tonight. It's been far too long since we've been able to spend some time together," Char exclaimed exuberantly in her posh British accent while hugging Honey with loving emotion in the lobby of the hotel.
Being a stewardess had its perks. They were able to get together every few months or so.
"How long is your lay over sweet girl?" Honey asked. She was stunning, two years older and taller than Char, with long full mane of gorgeous dark hair, a bright smile and a petite figure.
As they gossiped in the cab ride to dinner, the smell of her sister's perfume suddenly stirred a shudder and inspired tightness in her nipples. It surprised Honey and she dismissed it, assuming she just got a chill from the open window.
"Let's go out tonight. I heard from the cutie in b4 that there is an interesting new bar downtown. It's very posh and exclusive with a secret room upstairs that only a very few elite people have privilege to. You know me, I do enjoy challenges, and I'm sure Val and Don are available. They have been texting me all week. And you know how they love to dance, admire us, and pay, of course," she giggled.
Honey felt a tingle thinking of her 1:00 am appointment with Stretch. It would be her gift to Char. She felt a tightening in her nipples as images of Stretch with his hands tied behind his back and ankles shackled to the floor entered her mind. In her image her legs were over the sofa in their suite and he was licking her up and down faster and faster with his long tongue. A small little whip in her hand guaranteed his obedience. Honey felt her pussy fill with juices at the thought.
They had a small dinner at the bistro. The girls' animated conversation filled the room. Smiling and giggling, the beauties made their way back to the room. Their usual routine had always been to get ready together and shared each others clothes. This time though, as one dress came off and the other was about to come on, Honey drank in the spirit of her sister's nakedness feeling a warm, wet, want develop between her legs. Her feelings scared her, and she whisked them away. Honey realized she had been obsessed with sexual gratification lately and made a mental note to change that, but not tonight. Stretch had it coming.
"What do you think of this dress of yours, does it look good on me?" Char asked.
The polka dots were bright neon and it was sheer. She was wearing a nippleless half bra that offered support for her big breasts but allowed her nipples to be accented in the dress.
Not being able to help herself, Honey playfully tweaked one of her sister's nipples and said, "What about these sis, aren't you afraid they'll attract too much attention?"
Honey watched her sister turn a shade of crimson and involuntarily circle her hips. Char noticeably gulped before opening her mouth.
"Careful, you'll get me horny before my first glass of wine," Char said with a sideways glance and a jovial smile.
She noticed her pussy fill with fluid as she said those words and it surprised her. She studied her sister for a moment and took in her beauty.
The cab arrived with Val and Don in it. They made small talk in the cab, then were ushered into the VIP section on arrival at the club. Val and Don were popular and well respected in the party circuit. No expense was spared. They dished out the $3000 for the private cabana and bottle service. The sofa in the tented cabana was comfortable and offered an excellent view of the band and the dance floor.
