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Authors: M. G. Nash
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head back today with these plane troubles.”
“Sure thing, after lunch I take some guests back to the airport,” Jose responded. He headed back to the motel so the men could finish their work.
“Planes are like women, Bob, you gotta treat ‘em with kid gloves so they’ll sing for you,” said Dave as he worked tightening the alternator belt into position.
“Anything you say, Dave, you’ve known a lot more women than me, I just want this plane to be safe so we can all get home later today.”
Dave ignored him and continued on, “I know a keeper when I see one, Bob, and Carrie’s a keeper,” Dave emphasized his thought by pointing his wrench at Bob; “She’s not like my girl who is high maintenance. I really noticed that about her this weekend.”
“Are you ready to give up your family for that?” asked Bob as Dave secured the last bolt and began packing the tools away.
“Well, that’s a good question,” Dave admitted, “I’ll think about that while I take this little baby for a test flight.”
Bob nodded and headed back to the motel to find Jose. He wanted to give him a list of homework; check out Miguel living at Mary’s cabin, check out the palm fronds down the beach, check out Mary’s house to see if there was anything unexpected. He would follow-up with Alfredo in Ensenada as soon as he knew what was happening here. He was certain it would take a local business man to get through to the timeshare execs.
He walked into the bar and found Jose mixing Bloody Marys. “I’ll take one of those,” Bob said spontaneously. Jose poured him a drink and delivered the rest to the group gathered under the palapa. Bob took a long drink and sighed.
“Can we go to the back office for just a minute?” Bob asked when Jose returned.
Nodding his head, Jose said, “It will take them a little while before they need refills. If I get them drunk, they will sleep in the car.” The men headed down the hallway together. As they walked, Jose asked, “So, what really happened with the plane?”
Bob patted him on the shoulder and reassured him, “Exactly what Dave said, it was just a thrown alternator belt. I know he may not make a great impression, but he’s an ace pilot.”
Chapter 8
Carrie was reading by the sliding glass door when Bob entered the room. She looked at him and then ran to hug him to her. “I’ve been a little shaky just thinking about what could have happened,” she admitted as she held onto him.
“I know, I know, Carrie,” he calmed her by rubbing her back; “I just had a strong drink to calm myself down.”
She kissed his cheek and moved to capture his mouth in an urgent kiss. He absorbed her body in his and met her stroke for stroke as her tongue dueled with his. She broke the kiss and pulled back to look into Bob’s eyes. “I want to make love to you so bad right now,” she said in a rush.
He grinned and pulled her back to him, “So, I get my blowjob after all,” he teased as he kissed her senseless.
“Oh, yes, that and more,” she promised, “I want the whole fireworks. I’m so happy to be alive and here with you.”
He pushed her back and they fell together onto the bed. He pinned her arms over her head with one hand and skimmed her body with the other. His eyes never left hers as he possessed her with his touch. She shivered waiting for his head to drop to hers. She strained up to meet him as she clasped his hand and spread her legs to wrap around his back. “Bob, I want you to take me. Make me feel alive.”
“Oh, yes, I’m going to fuck you till we both burn,” he told her between quick kisses down her throat. He took her breast through her clothes sucking hard to dampen the fabric. She moaned at the friction arching her body for more.
“Do that again,” she pleaded, “I love the silkiness against my skin.” Bob moved to the other breast and Carrie squealed with pleasure as he suckled and released repeating it again. Her heart raced at
“Sure thing, after lunch I take some guests back to the airport,” Jose responded. He headed back to the motel so the men could finish their work.
“Planes are like women, Bob, you gotta treat ‘em with kid gloves so they’ll sing for you,” said Dave as he worked tightening the alternator belt into position.
“Anything you say, Dave, you’ve known a lot more women than me, I just want this plane to be safe so we can all get home later today.”
Dave ignored him and continued on, “I know a keeper when I see one, Bob, and Carrie’s a keeper,” Dave emphasized his thought by pointing his wrench at Bob; “She’s not like my girl who is high maintenance. I really noticed that about her this weekend.”
“Are you ready to give up your family for that?” asked Bob as Dave secured the last bolt and began packing the tools away.
“Well, that’s a good question,” Dave admitted, “I’ll think about that while I take this little baby for a test flight.”
Bob nodded and headed back to the motel to find Jose. He wanted to give him a list of homework; check out Miguel living at Mary’s cabin, check out the palm fronds down the beach, check out Mary’s house to see if there was anything unexpected. He would follow-up with Alfredo in Ensenada as soon as he knew what was happening here. He was certain it would take a local business man to get through to the timeshare execs.
He walked into the bar and found Jose mixing Bloody Marys. “I’ll take one of those,” Bob said spontaneously. Jose poured him a drink and delivered the rest to the group gathered under the palapa. Bob took a long drink and sighed.
“Can we go to the back office for just a minute?” Bob asked when Jose returned.
Nodding his head, Jose said, “It will take them a little while before they need refills. If I get them drunk, they will sleep in the car.” The men headed down the hallway together. As they walked, Jose asked, “So, what really happened with the plane?”
Bob patted him on the shoulder and reassured him, “Exactly what Dave said, it was just a thrown alternator belt. I know he may not make a great impression, but he’s an ace pilot.”
Chapter 8
Carrie was reading by the sliding glass door when Bob entered the room. She looked at him and then ran to hug him to her. “I’ve been a little shaky just thinking about what could have happened,” she admitted as she held onto him.
“I know, I know, Carrie,” he calmed her by rubbing her back; “I just had a strong drink to calm myself down.”
She kissed his cheek and moved to capture his mouth in an urgent kiss. He absorbed her body in his and met her stroke for stroke as her tongue dueled with his. She broke the kiss and pulled back to look into Bob’s eyes. “I want to make love to you so bad right now,” she said in a rush.
He grinned and pulled her back to him, “So, I get my blowjob after all,” he teased as he kissed her senseless.
“Oh, yes, that and more,” she promised, “I want the whole fireworks. I’m so happy to be alive and here with you.”
He pushed her back and they fell together onto the bed. He pinned her arms over her head with one hand and skimmed her body with the other. His eyes never left hers as he possessed her with his touch. She shivered waiting for his head to drop to hers. She strained up to meet him as she clasped his hand and spread her legs to wrap around his back. “Bob, I want you to take me. Make me feel alive.”
“Oh, yes, I’m going to fuck you till we both burn,” he told her between quick kisses down her throat. He took her breast through her clothes sucking hard to dampen the fabric. She moaned at the friction arching her body for more.
“Do that again,” she pleaded, “I love the silkiness against my skin.” Bob moved to the other breast and Carrie squealed with pleasure as he suckled and released repeating it again. Her heart raced at
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