He had gotten the message. She was pretty sure that she sucked cock as well or better than any woman on the planet. She didn’t do it out of a sense ...f obligation…because a man expected it…she did it because she enjoyed it as much or more than any other intimate activity. She adored every aspect of the process…the smooth hard slippery organ sliding inside her oral cavity…the increased, rasping, almost labored breathing of the man in question as any attempt on his part to resist or demonstrate. The door was open and the stairway deployed; my two pilots were chatting at the bottom of the stairs, but welcomed us as we drove up.The women were obviously impressed, and I have to admit that was the reaction I’d been hoping for. We got on the plane, I greeted the crew, the door shut, and the engines started to immediately spool up. I helped them into their seats and seatbelts, gave them my brief safety speech, and by then we were almost at the end of the runway ready to takeoff. I didn’t. I agreed and then said that when she gets like this, it takes several men to satisfy her. They looked at me shocked. I told them we were going to go to our room and she was going to use her toys to get herself off. As I started to leave, I said that we were in room 8049, they were welcome to come watch and if they were nice, she would let them join her. I then went back over to her and told her we should go to our room. On the way to the room, I told her what I had said to them. We got to the. The echoing of their locking soon drifted away and she was left in the cold deafening silence.She thought she heard something and held her breath, concentrating on the inaudible connection. She waited, thinking, imagining, her breath the only sound.Clunk, Clunk: Her worries that she had been just been left there were banished as the bolts undoing jolted her back to the stark reality of where she was and what she imagined was about to happen to her....... tbc.Part 2.The creaking door swung open.