8 comments/ 21825 views/ 10 favorites Miss Cindy, Aviatrix By: Grey Eagle 286 John Murphy was sitting in a plush office; he was very impressed by the size and furnishings. The secretary who had greeted him when he entered was very lovely to watch as she went about her tasks. She had offered him coffee when she had seated him in a comfortable chair but he had declined. Now he followed her gaze as she looked at the clock on the wall. It was four minutes to ten. He glanced again at the note in his hand. It read: 'Hey Buddy, Thanks again for saving my life; Betty would have killed me if we missed her family reunion one more time. This is a special student. Meet at the O'Brien Foods Company Offices on Silver Springs Blvd. Monday at 10:00AM, ask to see 'the O'Brien'. Thanks again, Charlie.' John heard a door open and a group of smiling men and women exited an office and departed through different doors. The doors shut behind them. He saw the secretary pick up a phone and speak into it. She stood and walked to him and said, "The boss will see you now." She led him into a large beautifully furnished office. She smiled and pointed to a comfortable chair in an informal group of several chairs around a coffee table. "Please make yourself comfortable, it will only be a moment." After a moment he faintly heard a toilet flush. A minute later a door opened and one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen entered the room and walked toward him. There was a faint smile on her lovely face as she held out her delicate hand. John stood and took her hand, he held her hand for perhaps a second or two longer than necessary, his scrutiny caused a surge of desire to course through her body. She said, "Please sit, I apologize for keeping you waiting so long, I had a few things I needed to accomplish before I am free. My name is Cinderella Estella O'Brien, and you must be John P. Murphy." John couldn't keep a huge smile from his face. "What may I call you?" She stared at him, "Call me Cindy, or by my initials, CEO, please don't be embarrassed, but I absolutely MUST take your picture." She thought, 'God, he is handsome and he is staring at me.' She dashed to her desk and pulled a digital camera from her purse. She held the camera up and the flash startled him. She looked at the picture on the camera display and grinned. Her smile tingled right down to his toes. She was truly beautiful, she wore a gunmetal gray pinstriped suit that appeared to be hand tailored to her body. She wore a fitted red blouse and matching open toed sling backed high heeled shoes. The skirt was two inches above her knee. Her hair was golden with reddish traces and was pulled back in a long ponytail. He was mesmerized. He noticed she wasn't wearing a ring on her left ring finger. She said, "Please come look so you don't think I am crazy." He walked to the desk and looked at a nice picture on the camera display. It was of John smiling. She moved the camera and he was startled to see on her desk, another picture of him smiling, mounted in a sliver frame. "How did you do that?" "I didn't do anything but take your picture. The picture on the desk is an old one of my father. No wonder I thought you were the most handsome man I had ever seen. The resemblance is simply amazing. Wait until my mother sees you, she will not believe it." Cindy saw his eyes widen again, He pointed at a picture beside the one of her father, "That HAS to be your mother." "Yes, it sure is, we look a lot alike don't we, we are often mistaken for sisters." She took his hand and led him back to their seats, "I am sorry for the interruption, let me explain my situation. I made a bet with my friend, Jason; that I could learn to fly as fast as he had. He soloed after eighteen hours of instruction. I have had ten hours of instruction from your friend Charlie and I am totally lost. My friend is out of the country for two more weeks. I know you are a licensed and certified instructor, and Charlie said that you are the best instructor he has ever seen. I need your help and I am prepared to pay you very well for your assistance." John smiled, "I'll take the job if you agree to several conditions. This will have to be a concerted effort. We have to study and fly constantly until I say you are ready. We will be working long hours. I need to know a few things first, Number one, what position do you hold in this company?" "I am not an employee, I own the company. I founded it and built it to what it is today." John grinned, "Do you drive a car?" "Yes, of course I do." "One more thing, do you like to kiss, do you love it?" Cindy covered her face and giggled. John looked startled, "What? What did I say?" "You asked me if I liked to kiss, if I loved it." "Oh my God, talk about a Freudian slip! I thought I asked if you liked to fly." "Yes, I love to fly but Charlie keeps me on edge so I don't get to savor the experience the way I want to, and I do like to kiss too." "Girl, we best not go there or your boyfriend will win the bet." She looked at him seriously, "I don't believe you will ever let that happen." "OK Cindy, when can we start?" "Right now, I am yours until I solo." "You do need to change into flight gear don't you." "Oh Damn! I didn't bring any today; I didn't think we would start so soon." "Don't worry about it. What do you usually wear?" "I usually wear shorts or jeans and a top with flat sandals or shoes." "I'm sorry, that will never do. If your car will be safe here we can take a Taxi to Ocala Airport. We can get in a few hours today. We can get you some pilot's flight gear while we are at the airport. I think new pilots need to wear something that invokes a feeling of belonging in the aircraft, OK?" "Yes Sir!" She grabbed her purse and marched toward the door in an exaggerated manner. John grinned and followed her out the door. This was going to be a lot of fun or he was sadly mistaken. As they exited her office she told the secretary to call a cab for them. When they got to the street she took his arm and firmly held it. He could feel the soft warmth of her breast against his arm. He tore his mind from how that felt and formulated a plan for determining her progress toward solo flight. Twenty hours was about average for solo flight. He himself had taken 21 hours before his instructor let him solo. His instructor later told him that he could have soloed at 15 hours but because John had never made a single mistake the instructor didn't know if he was able to detect a deviation from normal and correct a mistake. Things don't always happen as expected in an aircraft and the ability to recognize and correct the situation is essential for a pilot. As they rode to the airport John carefully questioned Cindy about how she did a pre-flight check of an aircraft prior to flight. Her answers were exactly right. He asked her about the function of the primary controls and what aerodynamic principles caused the controls to function. He asked her to describe the various instruments on the instrument panel and to explain their functions. He asked her to explain the starting procedure with the engine in the Cessna 172 Aircraft. Every answer was perfect, except that she forgot to mention yelling "CLEAR" prior to starting the engine. When they reached the Ocala Aviation Services building John led her to the pilot's clothing section. He picked out a pink jump suit and a pink ball cap. She took them from him and looked at them. She laughed delightedly when she saw they were the right sizes. She picked another set in a pastel blue and hurried off to try them on. She returned wearing the pink flight suit and carrying her business suit, still wearing her high heels. He led her to the ladies shoe section and handed her a pair of soft leather ankle boots with a rubber sole in Ladies' size 6 1/2. She slipped them on and the fit was perfect. She laughed and shook her head, "Boy, you are sure good at guessing women's sizes." John laughed, "I worked in a shop like this once and learned to judge the sizes pretty well. I am no good at dresses and lingerie though." He turned to the clerk, "Put it all on my tab please Billy." The young man grinned widely, "Yes Sir, Mister Murphy. Have a nice flight." John carried the packages and led her to the line shack, he signed a chit and they were taken by golf cart to his plane. She watched as he strapped all the packages and her purse in the rear seats. He grinned, "It is your plane, get us in the air and head north northeast." Cindy smiled and began her careful inspection of the spotless Cessna. When she finally turned to him he was a little disappointed until she smiled and said, "I'm too short to get the fuel caps, shall I get the little step ladder or will you lift me up?" John returned her smile and effortlessly lifted her to check one tank then the other. When he gently put her down after the last tank she grinned, "Boy, you are really strong. Hummmm!" John stopped her as she waited for him to enter the aircraft's door. "Cindy that was a perfect walk around inspection; now I want you to climb aboard and get us in the air, OK? Can you do it?" "I think so." "Show me." She entered the plane and strapped herself in, put on her headset, and adjusted the boom microphone, then looked to see if he was ready. He saw her slowly check the position of all of the engine switches, then turn the maim fuel switch on, she reached for the ignition key and he said "STOP. How many times have you started the engine?" She looked at him and he saw a tear run down her cheek. "Never." He took her small right hand in his big left hand. "Is this your first time in the left seat?" She nodded. He shook his head, "Honey, you have been short changed. The only problem you have is a bad, or totally incompetent instructor. I can't believe Charlie was teaching you. The way you grasp things you should be way advanced from where you are. Are you sure your boyfriend wasn't paying him off so he could win?" Cindy stared at John. He watched as her beautiful sweet face turned grim. "That NNNO GOOD SON OF A BBBBich! I think you are right. He was too damned sure of himself. He recommended Charlie." John gently squeezed her small hand, "What did you bet him that he would cheat that way." "My body! He bet his new Corvette! He will never get to touch me now. I will win if we have to work day and night. And I hate his damned Vette. I never really felt he was my boyfriend. He told everybody he was my boyfriend." "Honey, if that is the prize, I will get you soloed in one more day and get you your Private Pilots License before he gets back." Cindy turned and looked at him. "We have been dating for about two months and I have never felt what I need to feel about someone before I go all the way with them. The only thing that really interested me about him was his learning to fly. He teased me into the bet. I was ready to dump him. Just because his father owns half of Florida he thinks he is God's gift to women. I don't think he has ever succeeded at anything on his own. Can we get out of the damn plane and trade places so you can show me how to start this freakin' engine." John unstrapped and got out, Cindy climbed out, he pulled her to his chest and held her firmly. He whispered. "Baby, simmer down, we can beat him easy, just calm down and relax. Cry if you need to, I am here for you." She lifted her head and looked into his eyes, her lips parted and he pressed his lips gently to hers. She felt a shiver run through his body. She leaned back, she stared at him, "WOW! What was that? Did you feel it?" "Yes! I sure did. Let me get you in the plane, I want you to win your bet more than I can remember ever wanting anything." Cindy grinned, "Hmm! I have a double reason to win now!" John looked at her, "Don't play us against one another or I am out of the game," She stood erect in front him, her blue eyes flashing, "John, he will never hear one word about you from me. Your deal with me has nothing to do with him. He will never win." "OK girl, calm down, don't get your Irish up. Here is my plan, we will fly during daylight hours between dawn and dusk, every chance we get. At night we have ground school. To do this you need to move in with me. NO! Don't assume anything, I have my own airstrip, it has very little traffic right now. I have several houses and apartments there. You may sleep where you want to sleep. Where you sleep has no effect at all on how hard we work. We will probably be too tired to fool around anyway." Cindy grinned, John felt the tingle run through his body and he thought, 'There is no way in Hell I could ever be too tired to make love to you, girl. Never. Never. Never.' She said. "Show me how to start this damned thing and we are on our way." John climbed in the left seat and had Cindy get in the back seat and lean over his shoulder to watch as he talked her through starting the engine. He shut the engine off and put her back in the pilot's seat, got in the co-pilot's seat and watched her start it up. He shut his door and latched it. She heard him say, in her headset, "Call for clearance to taxi for takeoff." She looked at him, shrugged her shoulders, then reached down and turned on the COM radio. He heard the transmitter key and her sweet voice said, "Ocala Tower, this is –ah—Cessna 3606 Charlie at the FBO requesting taxi for takeoff, over." She felt a warm glow settle over her when he smiled and gave her a 'thumbs up'. "Zero six Charlie is cleared to taxi to runway three six. Hold short. Pressure is 29.93, wind from 320 at four knots, clear skies, visibility unlimited. Ocala Tower, out." Cindy repeated the clearance then taxied out and stopped short of the runway. John watched as she slowly and perfectly performed the engine run up. She looked at him. He winked and leaned back in his seat, crossing his arms. Cindy called for takeoff clearance. She was cleared for takeoff and given instructions for the transponder settings. She checked for other traffic and rolled out on the runway. She slowly applied the power, correcting the start of a turn with the rudder and at the proper speed eased back on the control wheel and lifted the nose wheel slightly off the runway then felt the small plane soar into the sky. Cindy climbed to 2500 feet then throttled back to cruise speed. She looked at John and started a gentle turn to the right. He reached up and pointed to the GPS on the panel. A notation across the top of the screen said, 'Murphy Ranch Strip'. A blue line on the map screen led to a red circle. A note below the destination said 'Heading 021. Dist. 22 NM. Time 00 hr 13 min.' John watched as the plane banked to the right and leveled the wings on a heading of 025, banked slightly to the left and steadied on 016. John looked at Cindy and caught her glancing at him. He slowly raised his right eyebrow and his microphone clicked and he softly said, "Darlin', you were right the first time. The strip at the ranch is north and south. Ease back to a heading of 025 and you will intercept the centerline of the runway about a mile out. When we are 5 miles out descend slowly to one thousand feet, then, start to slow to approach speed. Try to be at 1000 feet a mile out and at approach speed. Then reduce your power and set up your landing attitude, shoot for being at 500 feet a half mile out, keep flying the aircraft right into the ground on the center-line of the runway using your throttle to adjust your air speed and your speed of decent. Shoot a touch-and-go." The landing and subsequent takeoff put a big grin on his face and he told her make a full stop landing the next time around. A few minutes later John sat Cindy at a picnic table near a hanger and got two cans from a soft drink machine and handed her a Coke. He smiled, "Honey, ya did damn good. Do you think you can do all that without me in the plane?" Cindy grinned and nodded her head. John stared at her, then nodded, "OK. If you believe that, then go do it. Shoot a few touch-and-goes and we'll see how you do." Cindy's eyes grew wide, she placed a small hand on each side of his face, she kissed him on the lips firmly, then turned and ran for the Cessna. It took her a few minutes to get strapped in and ready to go. The start was flawless and John saw her talking on the radio as she taxied out toward the takeoff end of the strip. The engine snarled as she shoved the throttle forward and the small plane surged down the grass strip. He saw a slight swerve when she saw the 172 start to turn from the result of the sudden addition of power and the turn was corrected with use of the rudder. Then she was in the air, droning off into the distance. Fear swept over his body, was he wrong? Could she really do this? Sweat broke out across his brow, his fists were tightly clinched. He instantly reviewed everything he knew about her abilities as a pilot. He knew she was ready but that didn't lessen the fear that gripped him. A tall thin man approached him, "Mr. John, are you OK?, Ya look scared to death." "Oh! Hi Mike. Yeah! I'm sweatin' out a solo flight." "Boss, I've seen ya watch a hunnert solos ah reckon, but ah never seen ya sweat one like this." "Mike, it has never been this girl before! Oh! Here she comes in for a landing. She looks good. Yes! Yes! Yeah! Wow! She greased that one on! That is as good as you can do it. I'm goin' up to the house. Please help her tie the plane down and bring her up when she is though." Mike watched John walk away as the Cessna flew off again. He smiled, he said to himself, 'Bossman, you sho nuff been hooked by thet gal. Ah known ya, boy and man, ah seen most of them gals you have dated before and iffen she is prettier than them, she hasta really be sump'en else.' Thirty minutes later Mike helped Cindy out of the plane and got her things from the back seat. She looked at him, "Where is Mister Murphy?" "Ma'am, My name is Mike. Mr. John asked me to bring you up to the house when you were done." "Do you mean he didn't even watch me?" "No Ma'am, that man sweated bullets watchin' yer first landin'. I seen him watch a gang of people solo. Never seen tears run down his cheeks before when it was a perfect landin'. Never seen him dance a little jig before either. The man really cares about every student, but not like this." Then Mike said, "Please Ma'am, don't tell him I said all that, it'll embarrass him." "Have you known Mr. John for very long?" "Yes'um, known him since I was a lil' pup. Best man I ever met, bar none. His word is solid gold." Cindy smiled, "Mike, I think I knew all of that the first time I ever met him. Oh! Is this his house, it looks like a huge old cracker style ranch house?" "You're right about that, Ma'am, this old house been rebuilt three or four times. Gets better each time too! This way please." Mike carried her things into a large room and put them on a chair, He pointed across the room where John stood with his back to them. Cindy saw he was working at a kitchen counter. She said, "Hi! I made it." John turned with a huge smile on his face. Cindy smiled when she noticed that John had a perfect view of the airstrip through the window in front of him, all he had to do was lift his eyes. "I saw that, you were just about perfect. I loved it. I'm fixin' us a salad for lunch. You look great in that little pink jump suit. Hope ya like shrimp salad." "Love it, can I help?" "Yeah! There are some glasses on the counter bedside you. There's an ice dispenser on the refrigerator door. Sweet tea is in that pitcher, most anything else you want is in th' refrigerator. Pour me some tea an' fix what you want. We'll eat in that booth over there." Cindy was seated when he placed the salads on the table. He placed a tray bearing 8 or 9 different dressings in Mason jars on the table. "These are all fresh homemade dressings, chose your own poison." Miss Cindy, Aviatrix Cindy smiled, "This is wonderful. And I have to say that I love my flight suit too! It is very comfortable and it seems to give me confidence. I feel like a pilot." John felt a glow from her smile that made his cock jump and his balls tighten, no girl had ever affected him that way before with just a sweet little smile. "Cindy, I need to tell you that you have far exceeded my expectations with your performance this morning. I am very pleased, old Charlie must have done better than you realized. "After lunch we need to go down a list of what we need to do to get you ready for your written test and for the flight test and oral exam with the FAA inspector. You only have about 11.5 hours of instruction time and .75 hours of solo time. You need 9.25 hours more hours of solo time including 3 hours of night flying which can be part of a cross country flight of at least 150 NM. You need 3 hours of instrument flight, 3 full stop landings at a controlled airport. In total you need about 15 or 20 more hours, 10 of which must be solo. You have already won your bet and we can take our time with the rest if you want." "No John, I will take you at your word, you said I could get my 'Private' before he gets back." John reached out a big hand and placed it over her small hand on the table. "Sweetie, in order to do that we will have to get all your flight hours in this week; that is going to be tough. You have to get your ground school work in too." "Will it help that I have already read all of the ground school material I was given several times and I think I understand all of it. Plus I spent a half dozen nights on the internet studying articles on Navigation and Pilotage and other stuff." "Wonderful, I think you are going to make it with time to spare, weather permitting. Maybe I can even talk you into a cross country to some romantic spot for dinner and dancing and a night flight back." "Strictly for educational purposes, of course!" "Oh yes, I can promise to teach you a few things, aeronautical things, naturally." "John Murphy, I think you are all bluff. I love the way you tease and kid around. Are you ever serious about anything?" "Yes, about flying and about relationships. I often joke around when thing get very intense." He looked into her eyes, "Girl, I can't teach you anything about relationships, serious ones anyway. I have never wanted one, until today, I am in what is for me, uncharted territory. I will have to go slow, I am feelin' things I don't really completely understand." She gently squeezed his hands, "John, I think I know what you mean. I do know 'this', I have never met any man who pleased me in so many ways, so damned fast. It scares me because you resemble my father so much, am I transferring my feelings for him to you? I really don't think so because that would be incest and I have never, never, thought about him in that way." "Does that mean you HAVE thought about me that way?" Cindy giggled, "Sure, don't you think about girls that way when you first meet them?" "Yes, but not the way I think about you, it is always lust and not anything else. With you it is different." Cindy looked at him; a tear ran down her cheek. "Are you saying that you don't lust after me at all?" "Hell NO! The desire is there, super strong too! But I have never wanted to hold, protect, and nurture any girl before. Oh! Don't get me wrong, I AM hot for your sexy little body, really, really hot, but I have never thought of kids, marriage, and stuff before either. Damn, I sound like a teenaged geek. Forget what I said please." "No John, I will never forget what you just said. I will treasure it in my heart forever. I can't tell you how flattered and thrilled I am that you feel that way about me. You said what I was trying to say about the feelings you bring out in me. You reawaken feelings I haven't felt in a long time, if ever. I was married for almost three years, but it didn't work out." "You're teasing me, right?" "No, not a bit! I think we need to get back to flying, a subject you CAN teach." "I stand corrected, it was very unprofessional of me, it won't happen again." "I sure hope that isn't true." She smiled sweetly, "I want to explore our feelings at a later date." John's heart jumped, he couldn't help but smile back. He said, "Do you have a friend or someone at home who you would trust to pack some things for you so you will be more comfortable for the next few days? Could they bring them to the airport in Ocala, I want to fly into a controlled airport with you and go over the planning procedures and radio and navigation work involved in even a short cross country flight." "Yes, John, I have a full time maid. I can call and set that up." "Great, have her meet us at the FBO at about 3. Use the phone over there. Cell phones don't work out here." John smiled as he watched how her perfect body moved in the snug fitting flight suit. He quickly turned and faced away so she couldn't see his growing erection. He heard her talking, but couldn't make out her words. He was going over a chart on the table. Then he saw her looking with him. He told her to plan the flight to Ocala and the return trip via Lake City, including a full stop landing at Lake City. She needed very little help from him. He taught her quicker and easier ways to do it. The flight went as planned. He spent the next two days on teaching her instrument flight. She did much better at that than he had expected. He constantly reviewed all of the ground school subjects and was very pleased with her understanding of the information. She slept in a spare bedroom of his house. They spent the next flight on learning basic instrument flight. After several hours he had Cindy shoot several approaches at the Gainesville Airport. When he was debriefing her he said. "Honey you did just fine. You are a bit rough on holding your altitude and headings sometimes but that will come with practice. What I loved was that when you shot an approach and said you were over the end of the runway, you were smooth and steady, and that is exactly where you were! Really, that is all that counts!" A short nighttime flight had prepared her for a long solo night cross country flight. He was waiting for her when she landed and taxied to the parking area. She ran and hugged him tightly. "Oh John, I just loved that, I am so glad you taught me instruments first. Once or twice, when everything was pitch black, I had to check things on the instruments to reorient myself. I couldn't tell which way was up, and then, approaching Jacksonville, there were so many lights and bright stars they all blended together it was a bit confusing." Her excitement affected him greatly and his emotions soared with hers, she was easily the most energetic and happiest girl he had ever met. John held her close and brushed her forehead with his lips, "Sweetie, I am glad you enjoyed it, let's go up to the house and debrief you over a cool drink." "Wonderful, I am still wound up from flying. I'm getting more comfortable flying solo with each flight. I love this, and I know I am going to want my own plane someday." John turned and looked to the north as they heard a rumble of thunder and saw a flash of lightning. "It looks as if you just beat that storm here." "Yes I did. I had to skirt around it coming from JAX and came home at a high speed cruise." "Smart girl! You are so much fun to teach, you have a super good brain and you use it too!" "I smell the rain, let's get in the house." As the door shut behind them a bolt of lightning crashed nearby and Cindy threw her arms around his neck and pressed herself against his body. She loved the feel of his strong arms around her and she buried her head between his jaw and his chest. She felt his lips on her forehead and felt the heat and pressure from his erection pressing against her belly. She lifted her face and found his lips searching for hers. Her lips parted and he accepted the invitation, his tongue probed her mouth and her tongue was still as his twirled around hers. John pulled back and looked into her eyes, "I want you, I need to make you my woman forever. If that is not what you want, stop me now." "That is exactly what I want and need to fulfill my life. I need you and love you John Murphy." John picked Cindy up in his arms and carried her down the long hallway. His bedroom was huge and he gently placed her on the large bed. He smiled, "Honey, that dresser, the vanity and the closet on that side of the room belong to you now, if you want them. The same goes for the left half of the bathroom. I can move some of my stuff if it isn't enough room." "Are you asking me to move in with you?" "No, I think 'begging' would be a more accurate word." "Well, either way the answer is yes." "Wonderful, maybe I can sleep tonight, I lay awake at night thinking of you, my love." "John, I know what you mean, don't count on gettin' much sleep tonight though." "Sweetheart, I know you are tired after a hard day. I will tickled to death to be able to cuddle with you all night, we can, er, um, ah, I really need you now and in the morning too!" "Hurry up and let me get a shower, I'm all sweaty and I promise I won't be long. I feel too dirty for you." John chuckled, "Sweetie, why don't we shower together, I need one too!" "Come on then slowpoke. I'll be waitin' on you." John pulled his jeans off, pulled the T-shirt over his head and looked up to see her little bare ass going through the door to the bath. He ran after her. She was adjusting the water in the shower when he caught her. He looked at her and stopped in his tracks, "WOW! You have an incredible body, it is just perfect!" "Thank you John, let me look at you. Oh my God! You have a great build and a very thick cock, do you have a license to carry that thing? I LOVE IT!" He stared as she lifted her arms and gathered her mass of golden hair and fastened it up with a scrungie. She turned and stepped to him and pressed her body to his, her arms slipping around his neck, her lips pressing against his. The hot water sprayed over their bodies and they were totally unaware of it. John could feel her erect nipples pressed against his chest and Cindy was only aware of the shape of his cock against her belly. Cindy pushed him away and picked up a bottle of body wash and a washing puff. "Turn around, my love and I'll wash your back." She finished his back in no time and then concentrated on his front, giving great care to his genitalia, making sure they were super clean by washing them several times. She made sure he was well rinsed by taking his cock in her soft warm lips for a second. John gave her a very quick wash and rinse then handed her a towel, "Jesus girl, please hurry, you have me so horny I am afraid I'll bust my nuts any second." "Don't you DARE!" Cindy threw her towel in the air and ran for his bed. He was right behind her and they were still bouncing when his lips found hers. He pulled back an inch, "Cinderella O'Brien, I want you to know before we start, that I love you beyond all reason." "Wonderful, because I feel the same way about you, John Murphy! Now hush and kiss me." He did as she requested and with great passion and fervor. She loved it. Their tongues twisted and swirled around each other, her breathing was becoming rapid and she was gasping for her breath. He pulled back, "Are you OK?" "Hell yes, I just need you to make love to me, I need you inside me, I have never been this hot before, please help me John." John moved over her and felt her legs spread wide to accommodate him. His rampant cock seemed to be radar guided as it slipped unerringly between the dainty and slippery wet little dark pink lips guarding her vagina and slowly penetrated until she felt his pubes pushing against her pelvis. She felt delightfully full of his cock. It was perfect, no one had been this wonderful or had felt half this good before. She softly sighed as his cock slowly slipped out, stopping with the cock head gently parting her nether lips. She felt her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She gasped when his lovely cock started forward more rapidly in her moisture and his pelvis thumped into her clit and her mound solidly. Her legs unconsciously wrapped around his waist and her heels helped drive him even deeper. His strokes were long and slow, resulting in an almost continuous wave of sensations flowing through both of their bodies. Cindy was in the throes of rapture because of the way her lover was moving his hips and lower body to cause his wonderful cock to rub along all of the inner surfaces of her vagina, on one thrust the bulbous crown would slide over her "G' spot, and on the next thrust it would feel as though it was corkscrewing a path around the walls of her sheath. God it felt marvelous! They were the best sensations of her whole life, she knew she had never felt this same attraction to any other lover. John was nearing his climax and he slowly increased the rhythm and speed of his thrusts. The thud of his pubes against her clit was a lovely punctuation mark for each stroke. The thump was just right, very gentle yet it produced the desired jolt of pleasure from her clit. His lips were pressed tightly to hers; both of them were softly murmuring their adoration of the other. Cindy looked up and saw his face in a grimace as he slowed for a second then started a fast and furious pounding of her pussy; she was unable to match his ardor because she was immobilized by the strongest, most prolonged orgasm of her whole life. Then she felt her hips rotating up and down adding another dimension to the sensation already threatening to overwhelm her. His throbbing cock pulsated and she knew he had started filling her with his sperm. It was perfect; she reached another higher level of orgasm above any she had ever reached before. John shuddered to a stop and slowly slipped out of her and fell beside her. An arm and a leg were over her body and she could feel his rapid breaths against her cheek. She heard him whisper, "God, that was unbelievable! I love you, Cindy. I have never had feelings this strong in my entire life." Cindy rolled towards him, her small hand moved to tenderly caress his cheek. "I feel the same way, Sweetie, I want to stay here in your bed and make love like that over and over for the rest of my life." Hunger and their mutual desire to complete the task of getting Cindy her Private Pilots certificate forced them from John's bed. They did return to that bed and others several times a day and every night. John pressed her to complete her flight requirements and had her take sample written tests. She never missed the correct answer on any question. He was very proud of her and informed her that she was far and away his best student ever. He watched as she landed after her final solo cross-country flight. She ran to him and kissed him passionately on his lips. He grinned and told her she was scheduled to take her FAA written test that afternoon in Ocala at 2 PM. She was eager to study some more but he said she was better prepared that any student he had ever had. He thought she was better served by going home and getting a good nap. She stared at him then stated, "I am not going anywhere and sleep without you. It is just not going to happen." "Honey, I have a plane I need to deliver to Puerto Rico and I committed to this long before I ever met you. I have delayed going in order to get you ready for your tests. I make the trip with this plane every other year. I fly solo with a ferry fuel tank so I can make the trip non-stop. I'll be back the next day unless there is bad weather or some other delay. I will hate it too! It had to happen someday." Cindy buried her face in his shoulder and cried for a few minutes. She looked up at him, "Isn't my flight test the next day?" "Yes it is, that's why I want you to take my 172 and fly to Ocala early this afternoon, take your test, tie it down at the FBO, and the plane will be there for you the next day, in case I am delayed. I want you to take the test in a plane you are familiar with. Dave, your tester, uses low winged Piper aircraft and it would be much harder on you in a strange plane. Hopefully I can meet you tomorrow afternoon in Ocala at your apartment, I have your cell phone number and will call whenever I know anything. I love you with all my heart. I have total confidence in you and I know you will make me proud." That afternoon John prepared for his trip, by late afternoon the aircraft was ready and he checked the enroute weather for the fifth time that day. It was getting worse, it was a weather system moving through the islands from the southeast. The leading edge was forecast to be over San Juan about when he would arrive. He was probably going to have to wait and see what developed before he departed. He called Cindy and she was ecstatic because she had aced her FAA tests, she was excited about her flight test the next morning. John decided to not worry her about his problem and let her get plenty of rest for the test. She was going to fly out to his place but he insisted she go to bed early and be ready for her test in the morning. She cried and said she couldn't sleep without him. He convinced her that she would soon fall asleep and told her to call him when she was ready for bed. John sat up until midnight but she never called. The weather in the islands seemed to have stalled. He called Cindy, a strange male voice answered. John said, "Hello, may I please speak to Cindy?" "She is busy right now, this is her boyfriend, Jason, can I take a message for her." "Ah! Yes, tell her that her flight instructor called to wish her good luck on her test tomorrow. Tell her to just leave my plane at the Ocala FBO and I'll have it picked up. Again, tell her I wish her the best of luck in everything, goodbye." "Right, I'll give her the message. Goodbye." John sat and looked at the wall for several minutes then he picked up the phone and filed an instrument flight plan for a flight from the Murphy Air Strip to Providenciales Airport in the Turks and Caicos Islands. Ten minutes later he was airborne. The house phone on the nightstand by his bed rang and rang and rang and his cell phone just lay there on the floor by his bed. Cindy was beside herself, she knew what John thought. Jason had rung her door bell just as she was getting in bed. She had let him in and told him she had to put some cloths on and that she would she would be right back. When she returned she handed Jason her flight log book proving she had soloed in less time than he had. She grinned at him, "Jason, I won our bet, sign the title to your Corvette over to me. You can just drop it in the mail if you don't have it with you." "This doesn't prove anything to me, anybody can doctor up a logbook." "Well Jason, I go for my flight test for my Private License tomorrow morning, my instructor will verify this log book." Jason swore and stormed out the door. Cindy found her cell phone and Dialed John's number. There was no answer. She looked at the call history and saw that John had called a few minutes before. She fell on her bed and sobbed, then tried his phone few minutes later. No answer. She sat and thought, could he have left early for San Juan? She called Flight Services and they verified that a John Murphy had departed on an IFR flight to the Turks and Caicos Islands at 0034 that morning. The man informed her that he was flying a Cessna 310 using the ID of Cessna 2694 Charley and he was estimated to land at Providenciales Airport at 0350. Cindy got on her computer and found a map of the Bahama Islands. She was surprised at how little land John would be flying over. The flight to Puerto Rico was virtually all over water. She found the Turks and Caicos Islands and learned they had a modern airport. She still didn't like it. It wasn't like him to not call her before he left, but he did call. Then she realized what had happened, Jason had to have answered the call. She dialed Jason's cell phone, he answered, sounding a bit groggy, "Jason, this is Cindy, I am sorry we fussed, I did beat your time to solo but I really don't want your Vette." Miss Cindy, Aviatrix "Cindy, I appreciate you letting me know that, I would hate to tell Pop what happened to it." "Yes, that would be embarrassing to say the least! Did you happen to answer my phone while you were at my place earlier, I was expecting a call about what to do with a Cessna 172 I am renting?" "Oh yeah, some guy called and said to leave it at the FBO, and he would have someone pick it up later." "Is that all he said?" "Ah! Oh yeah, he said he wished you the best of luck with everything." "Did you identify yourself to him?" "Sure, I said I was your boyfriend, Jason. Why did you get a new instructor? Charley was very good." "I guess we just didn't click and besides, he had a family matter to take care of, and Jason, I need to tell you that you are no longer my boyfriend. I like you, but not that way. Have a lovely and happy life. Goodbye!" She smiled, then turned serious, 'What the hell did John think when Jason answered the phone in her apartment at Midnight and said he was Jason, her boyfriend?' If that had happened to her she would have been heartbroken. She looked at the map, it was now 0145. John had to be checking in over various way-points with Air Traffic Control. She grabbed her phone and called Flight Service and asked if they could give her a position report on Cessna 2694 Charley. After a several minute wait the agent said he had reported over Grand Bahama on time and was not due over Nassau for another twenty minutes yet. She tied to sleep. Cindy woke up and turned the alarm clock off. She hurried to the bathroom to pee. As she sat on the toilet it all came back to her...John, where the hell was her John. She wiped herself and ran to the phone and called Flight Service. She almost had a heart attack when she was told that Cessna 2694 Charley was way overdue at his destination at Grand Turk. She hurriedly dressed and drove to the Ocala FBO. She entered the office and there was a large crowd of people there, she saw Charley and hurried over to him. "What's going on?" "Everyone here has heard about John Murphy being missing, we are organizing a search if they don't find him before noon. We have six aircraft ready to go and two more on the way. We have three amphibians here and Jimmy Buffet is coming in his big Albatross amfib." "Jimmy Buffet?" "Yeah! They say he canceled a gig to help find John. John Travolta has pledged his big jet airliner as an airborne command ship." "Do all these people know John?" "They sure do, hey! Look at me, God, you are in love with him aren't you?" Cindy nodded, her eyes overflowing with tears, "Yes, I love him with all my heart." "Does he know that?" "Yes, he sure does, but he called me after midnight last night to wish me luck on my flight test this morning. That jerk Jason had knocked on my door and he answered my phone while I was putting on some clothes. He told John he was my boyfriend and I don't know what else he told him. I haven't been able to reach him since. Do you know Dave Rickart?" "Yeah, I sure do, he is here somewhere. Oh! There he is over by the door." Cindy walked over to the man he pointed out. She introduced herself. He smiled, "Damn girl, this is a bad time. Can we wait for your test until we get some word on a lost friend; Hey! Wait! He is your instructor, No problem, if Murphy says you are ready, you are ready. No doubt about that. Let's go, I see one of his 172s out on the line, do you have the keys? Great, we can be back real quick." Cindy hurried after him. Thirty minutes they were back on the ground. Dave was grinning as they entered the office. Charley rushed over to them. "Hey, we have a report that he is on the ground, safe and sound. He landed at an unattended strip with engine problems. How was your test?" "She is another 'Murph' student, no errors at all. I wish they were all this easy. Not to mention beautiful. From what she says he has his brand on her already." "Yeah! I figured that out a while ago, they are both super people they should be good with each other." Cindy ran to the information desk and found that John had a part and a mechanic on the way to fix the plane, he hoped to be back in the air before noon and had filed a flight plan to San Juan International Airport. She called her personal secretary at O'Brien Foods and had her book a flight to San Juan for her as soon as possible. There was a flight from Orlando leaving at 1100. Cindy asked Dave if he could get her to Orlando International Airport before 1000. "Can we use his 172?" he asked. She nodded yes. And Dave gave her a thumbs up. They would have to depart in 30 minutes. Cindy ran and got her makeup kit, purse, and her small suit case she had in her car in case she had to go to work. John taxied up to the FBO at San Juan International and parked where the line boy directed him. When he stepped down off the wing a warm little body slammed into him and kissed him with great fervor. Cindy! He was grinning when he said, "What the hell are you doing here?" She looked into his eyes, "I couldn't stand it, I need to be with the man I love." His lips met hers again for a long, long kiss. He took her hand and led her to a group of people near the FBO office. The plane owner and others were there to meet him. He introduced Cindy as his future bride. She smiled up at him and nodded. John had to get some paperwork done then he led her to find a Taxi Cab. They gathered up their belongings. He placed her in the cab and asked her if she would like to spend the night in the San Juan Hilton. She agreed instantly. They were both in their flight gear when they checked in to the Hotel. She looked at the lovely shops in the lobby. She squeezed his arm and said, "Can we come back down so I can buy a nice outfit to wear for you tonight?" He grinned and nodded, "Yes, but I really love you best in nothing at all." "I know, but it isn't really proper for the dining room or the casino." He stopped in mid stride. "What happened to Jason?" "That asshole knocked on my door just before midnight, I answered the door and then went to put on some clothes. He wouldn't believe I had soloed faster than he did and we had a fuss and he left. I got back in bed and waited for you to call, I finally checked the call list and found out you had called while I was changing. I was royally pissed and called Jason and he gave me your message. I checked on you and you were late at a check point. I slept a little and went to the airport to find out what had happened. There was a huge crowd of your friends there getting ready to search for you. Even Jimmy Buffet and John Travolta were going to help find you. Then we got news you were OK and I came here to meet you. Is it OK?" "It's more than OK. Jason had me thinking he was spending the night with you. It sort of threw me for a loop. I didn't know what to think, I was going to call again but I lost my cell phone somewhere. I couldn't believe you did me that way, I knew there had to be an explanation." "You were right, but I knew you had to be wondering and I couldn't stand that. I just had to be with you." "What happened about your flight test?" "Nothing to it, we were only in the air for a little over half an hour and he said I was perfect. I haven't gotten his written results yet." John grinned, "I knew you wouldn't have a problem, I'm proud of you my love." Cindy giggled, "I guess I can really call myself an Aviatrix now!" "An Aviatrix? I haven't heard that term used in years. But yes, you are now officially an Aviatrix." John chuckled, "And I may say that I dearly love most of your tricks." "MOST of them?" "Ah!Yeah! I love most of your aviating tricks and every single one your lovin' tricks." "Oh! One thing I need to tell you, we have to go introduce you to my Mom and Dad when we get back to Ocala. I need to tell them I am moving in with you permanently right away. I never want to spend another night not being with you in bed. If you ever have to deliver a plane somewhere again, I go with you. Got that?" "I guess I ought to tell them I want to marry you too." "It doesn't matter; I am going to be in your bed anyway. Momma is going to love you, Daddy too. They have about given up on me ever getting married again." During this conversation they followed the Bellhop up their room. It was large and had an ocean view. John turned to Cindy, "Do you want to change and go shopping now?" "NO Sweetie. I want to go to bed. In the morning we can get up and catch a flight home. Why don't you book it now?" "No dinner?" "Sure, that is why they have room service. I have been in plenty of fancy restaurants; I need to spend that time making love to you. I haven't had very much of that and I need to get caught up." John laughed, "Are you always so bitchy when you don't get your way?" "Yeah! I have learned today that I am very bitchy when I don't get your lovin' when I need it." "Hey! I have a great idea, why don't we go to bed and make sweet, slow, and sexy love?" "Wonderful, how did you happen to think of that, Honey?" "Just lucky, I guess!" John stood her before him and slowly pulled the zipper of her flight suit down all the way. Then he gently pulled it apart across her chest, she shrugged her shoulders and pulled her arms from the sleeves. She sat on the bed while John removed her boots so the suit would go over her feet. She wore only a pale blue lacy panty and bra set. John's fingers trembled as he unhooked the bra behind her back. Cindy stood and faced him with a tender loving smile on her face while he dropped the delicate garment on the floor. His shaking hands found the waistband of her little blue lace panties and gently slid them down over her delightful hips and ass. John took her in his arms and kissed her sweetly and placed softly on her back on the bed. John's boots and jump suit were off in a second and he growled as he moved on the bed beside her. Cindy's arms were open for him and he dropped his lips to a firm warm nipple. She moaned softly and enclosed his head in her arms. The warm, wet suction on her nipple sent a tingle straight to her pussy. His big gentle hand stroked her flat belly, inexorably moving toward the juncture between her legs. She was trembling in anticipation as the warm fingers slipped over her hairless mound, caressing and rubbing her erect clit and down between her legs. She felt the slippery wetness from her juices that were flowing now. Her legs spread involuntarily as wide as they would go. She whispered softly, "Now my sweet boy, I want your cock inside me now." Cindy felt his body move swiftly between her legs then up to cover her body. His hand guided his hot cock into her waiting wet sheath. It slipped all the way in until his pubic hair was pressing against her pelvis. It filled her delightfully without pain or discomfort. She loved how it felt. It paused for several moments before it started slowly moving in and out. A big smile was on her face as she opened her eyes and saw him watching her. He smiled back and said, "Damn, you feel so damned good I can't believe it." "I feel the same about you, Sweetheart. Comparing lovers is wrong, but with you there is absolutely no comparison at all, no one comes close. There is no way I will ever get enough of you, my love. Now FUCK ME!" He had been slowly thrusting in and out of her as they talked so he moved faster and thrust harder. His lips were pressed to her lips and their tongues were never still. He lifted his head a little and looked into her eyes, "I'm getting close, you feel so good I can't resist how you feel." "Oh Honey! Go ahead and cum, I have been cumming ever since you entered my pussy. I can't resist the way you feel at all." A moment later John shuddered, then sprayed his seed deep inside her vagina. They cuddled together and fell asleep. In the morning he awakened and heard the shower running. Cindy was gone so he hurried to relieve himself then joined her in the shower. She turned and grinned at him. "I love you Dearest, I bet you are covered with dried cum like I was. Let me get you clean. She scrubbed him well and laughed, "Look at you, you are ready are to go again, aren't you?" John nodded. She grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the bedroom, giggling, "Oh! Wait! Get a big towel for our wet spot." "Right!" Several hours later Cindy was cuddled to John's left arm in their seats on the jet that was carrying them home, her head was on his shoulder as she dozed. John turned and very gently kissed her forehead, a tiny smile turned up the corners of her lips. He looked down at her and smiled. He wondered at how this beautiful little female had invaded every aspect of his life so completely in just a few days. He grinned, he loved every second of it too! She was the most wonderful person he had ever come in contact with in his whole life. She was beautiful, very well dressed, highly intelligent, super successful in business, and she was easily the best sex partner he had ever had. She seemed to know exactly what he was thinking when it came to sex. He knew his life before Cinderella O'Brien was totally meaningless and empty. He shook his head and thought back on the night he had spent wondering if he had lost her, he could not recall a more distressing night in his whole life. He grinned again when he remembered his joy when she greeted him at the airport. Cindy lifted her head and looked quickly up at John. Tears were in her eyes, she sniffed and said, "I had a horrible nightmare, I couldn't find you. Please never leave me again, please!" She clung tightly to his left arm and her left hand pulled his face down for a sweet kiss, "I love you, John." "Cindy, you know I love you too, I never want to spend another night without your warm little body where I can't pull you closer if you get over an inch away from me. There are things we need to talk about, where will we live, what kind of wedding do we want, what about your business, how much time do you devote to it, and lots of other things." "I know, Dear, I need to tell you of my first marriage. In some ways it was wonderful, but it almost destroyed me. I have to tell you all about it before we are married, you need to know all about me." John was concerned when he saw a single tear run down her cheek. He reached over and gently turned her head so that he could look into her eyes, he softly kissed her sweet lips, "I think I know you pretty well by now, I will feel better if you will tell me if I need to feel threatened in any way, I mean will it change how I feel about you?" "Lover, I can't tell you that it will not change how you perceive me, I do know that I am not the same person now that I was ten years ago. We will discuss this when we are in a more private place alone together, OK?" Cindy saw the fear in his eyes, "No Babe, I love only you, I know you love me too, nothing will change about that. I just don't ever...I never want you to see a picture or hear something you do not understand. I will tell you this, I was a twenty year old girl when I married a guy over twice my age. I did a lot of things that he wanted me to do that were not the things that a young girl should be doing. That is all I'm going to tell you right now. I thought I loved him, now I know what true love really is, it is the way I feel about you, Dear." Later that afternoon John stood looking at Cindy's father, the older man grinned back while her beautiful mother stood staring with her hands covering her mouth. Her father said, "Young man, if you want to see what you are going to look like in thirty years take a look at me." He looked at his wife, "We didn't give up any kids for adoption did we?" "What? I can't believe how much he looks like you. Who else were you making out with back then." John laughed, "I do look very much like my own father. I'll have to see if see if I have an old picture of him. He passed away a few years ago." Cindy rushed to him and kissed him, "I'm so sorry, Honey, is your Mom still alive?" "No Sweetie, she died three months before he did. I think he had no further reason to live after she died. I remember that he had little interest in anything. He just sat and stared into space and sort of faded away." "Oh! That is so sad." "I think I know how he felt, he just wanted to be with Mom. I talked to him about a week before he passed, he told me that Mom was the light of his life, and when the light went out, he could no longer see." Mr. O'Brien softly said, "I know exactly how he felt. When you have shared and enjoyed life for 40+ years with someone you love dearly, well, how do you go on alone." Mrs. O'Brien asked, "Where are you guys going to live, nearby I hope." John smiled, "I guess we will live in my place, I have 1240 acres out past Fort McCoy. I have 3 houses and 2 aircraft hangers and other buildings out there near my airstrip. I know Cindy has a Condo here in town but I have never seen it." "You will see it tonight Dear, we will spend the night there and fly out to your place tomorrow. I called Anna, my maid, and told her we would be there about 5 and to have everything ready. She will love this, she simply adores entertaining. I really don't do enough to keep her happy." John looked from Mr. O'Brien to his wife, "I think I should explain, I run a flight training school on my place. We are on vacation now. Our classes start again in 22 days, each class has 75 students. We have 15 Cessna 172 and other basic training planes. We have ten multiengine trainers. Five of which are twin jet T-37s. We also have 6 helicopters and several larger multiengine planes. We have four class rooms and dormitories to sleep everyone if they desire. "The last 27 classes have been fully filled. We turn away that many again for each class. We give classes to take a student all the way to a Commercial Air Transport rating." Cindy said, "I have seen the hanger and two houses.. Where is the rest of it? Do you have to do all the classes like you did for me?" "The Dorm is in the huge clump of old oak trees behind the ranch house. The other hangar is on the north taxiway in another oak grove. A third house is on the pond or lake to the east, it's my private get-away place." He smiled at Cindy, "We'll spend part of our Honeymoon there. And no, I don't normally instruct individual students anymore." Cindy smiled adoringly at John, "No phone, no people, just you and I?" "Absolutely!" Mr. and Mrs. O'Brien smiled, she said, "Cindy, I like this guy, don't let him get away." They had a drink or two with Cindy's parents then left for Cindy's condo. They were greeted by Anna, the maid, she hugged and kissed Cindy, saying she had been very worried about her. Anna was a small attractive light skinned black woman. Cindy grinned and introduced John. Anna looked him up and down then pulled Cindy close and whispered something in Cindy's ear. Cindy laughed, "Honey you passed Anna's inspection, she gives her tentative approval. She is much tougher than Mom and Dad. Giggle." John sat in a lovely parlor and was served a perfect Spiced Rum and water drink. He looked at Anna, "Sailor Jerry's?" Anna grinned, "Aye, Sir, your usual I believe." "Thank you, you are very good." Cindy entered wearing jeans that fit snuggly across her flat belly and a soft loose fitting top. John jumped to his feet and walked to her holding his hands out to take hers. He smiled, "Honey, you look delicious, as usual." They sat close together on a couch. Anna appeared with a smaller drink for Cindy. Cindy looked up sharply, "What is this? This is not my martini." Anna bowed, "No Madam, this is the Master's favorite, you should learn to join him." She turned and walked away. Cindy stared after her, then looked at John. "What did you do to that girl? She usually doesn't give my boyfriends the time of day."