Chuck
When we landed in Tampa, I was ready to bite nails and punch bricks. Too many people with titles were making asses of themselves. I really didn't care how many toes I was going to step on, but I knew one thing for certain; if someone freed these guys, the world would find out about it. I would make sure every major news organization knew every name and every detail.
Nightfox was at the airpark when we landed. I said goodbye to Steve and his family, then to all of my ladies. Maria, Sing, and Taiying were almost too clutching when I told them I would see them later.
As we drove from the airpark, Sam told me, "The hotshots from DC don't know where the prisoners are yet, but they will find them pretty soon. We need to move them quickly. Do you have an idea where to take them?"
I shook my head, "Not really, I figured we were good for a couple of weeks where they are, but with this kind of intensity, they will be found soon."
I asked Sam, "What do you think about taking them out in the Gulf. They can't be found out there, and if someone tells them where they are, they'll have a hell of a time getting them."
Nightfox looked at me funny, "That's pretty sneaky. If we were back home, I would say hide them out in a cave, but out in the Gulf might be just as good."
"Let's go get them. We'll stop by the garage and pick up an SUV big enough to haul them and us out to the yacht club. Let me call Tiny to see if we can use one of the motor launches."
I dialed S&S and asked for Tiny. "Hey, Tiny, Chuck. I need to hide out in the Gulf for a few days. Can I use a motor launch or should I take a sailboat?"
There was a pause, then Tiny said, "Take the motor yacht we bought over in Orlando. You can pilot it so you don't need a crew. Um, ah, check the fuel and the water before you leave and make sure the desalination equipment is working. There should be about two weeks of food in canned goods on board, but if you want anything fresh, get it before you board. I'll call out to the club to get the boat ready. Do you have time for me to send someone out for fresh produce and meat?"
I said, "It's probably going to take me about two to three hours to get there, Tiny, so if that's enough time, fill it up with food for let's say, ten people, for at least a week."
"That's enough time, Chuck. I'll get right on it. Enjoy, there is fishing equipment on board and if you need some numbers for some decent grouper, call me on the sat phone. I'll direct you. Oh Yeah, Chuck, the boat has some camouflage netting stowed in one of the big rear lockers. I bet it was for the drug runners that used it before. The netting might come in handy for you."
I asked Sam, "Ready for some time on a boat?"
He didn't look too happy, but said, "Sure, but it would be a lot nicer if Maria and her kids could come along." Sam looked at with a crooked grin, "You know I'm scared shitless of being out on the water. I'll do this because I trust you, but I'd really rather not be out in a boat."
"Not this time, Champ. If you need to stay ashore, stay. I'll get someone else to go with me."
"Not a chance, Chuck. I wanted to work and hang with you and if this is what you do, I'm with you all the way. Besides, I might be able to feed some sharks."
We went straight to the garage where I talked Hank out of a grubby Suburban. I liked the fact that it was so beat up and dirty. That should hide us out that much longer.
Next stop was Tampa General out on Davis Island. It took me about thirty minutes of badge flashing and bullying to get the prisoners out of there. We linked them together, right down to the idiot in the wheelchair, and led them out a rear door to the SUV.
They kept up a constant barrage of questions as we left the building. I had asked the two men on duty if they had families they had to go home to, and neither did. I asked if they wanted to go on a cruise and do some fishing, and they gladly accepted the offer.
After a quick stop at a Wal-Mart for a pile of clothes for everyone, because of lunchtime traffic, we were out to the yacht club in about an hour and a half. A club attendant had just finished loading up the food lockers with fresh veggies and meats. He smiled at me and said, "Tiny said to fix you up with the best, so I did. I also filled up the beer supply. There's plenty of booze so you shouldn't need anything there. I filled the ice machine with ours so yours can catch up while you're out. Have a good time.
I let the guy get out of sight before I hauled the prisoners out to the boat. We were able to wheel the big guy straight onto the deck and inside the first gangway, so he was out of sight. I told the two deputies, "Keep them together for right now and watch them. Same orders, if they try to escape, shoot them. They are terrorists of sorts and enemies of the U.S."
After pulling the shore utilities, I had Nightfox loosen the front and rear lines while I started the engines. This was one hell of a boat to be hauling a bunch of criminals on. When we were warmed up and ready, he pulled the lines free and I began idling out of the slip.
An hour later, we were at about eighty percent power running south-southwest out into the gulf at a little over twenty knots. After checking the radar, I set up the autopilot then went to check on berthing the prisoners. I told the two deputies, "Put these guys two to a cabin, and be sure you can lock them down at night or during the day when you need a break. Make sure they are locked down tight so we can have some fun and enjoy the trip. Put the cripple with one of the weak links so they can hear him complain all the time. Let's bed them down and see what's for lunch or supper."
We had to let each man use the head, but that was easy with chains as they could reach their zippers and hold their own dick. When we got them in the cabins, we found some great bolted down steel rails. We put a set of cuffs between their waist chain and the rail and they were locked down until we let them up.
When I went into the cabin with the big guy, he began cussing me and swearing. I pulled my Glock and put it to his head and said, "I don't like you. If you continue to aggravate me, I'm going to toss you over the side and you can swim back to the States. I'll probably chum the area before I toss you overboard and I'll definitely slice you up so you'll bleed real well. Just so you know, I love to shark fish and you would be good bait."
The guy sharing the room was almost whimpering. The tall guy was still sneering at me when I left. Knowing we had installed a total security system on the boat, I went to the wheel house and turned on the monitors. I pushed a few buttons and the cabin came into focus. The guy was tossing around, trying to bust the chains he was locked in. I could see his mouth move and reached down to turn up the volume of the video system.
"Break loose, you wimp. Get loose and get me free. I'm going to kill that motherfucker. If you don't get me free, I'll kill you and butt fuck your corpse."
I almost began laughing, but watched as the guy in the top bunk kept scraping his cuffs against the wall until he got a couple of splinters loose. He immediately began working on his cuffs. He was able to unlock them and then began on his ankle chains.
Without waiting for him to get completely free, I went to the cabin calling for Nightfox to come with me.
I opened the door as the man swung his feet over the side of the bunk. With my Glock pointed at him I said, "Good job, you did that in record time. I think we'll have to put you somewhere special. Somewhere like over the side."
Nightfox locked him back up, but put him on the floor face down. We used another set of chains to hold him in place so he couldn't move in any direction. I told the guy with the bad knee, "You intimidated this man into making what is possibly the biggest mistake of his life, perhaps the biggest mistake of his very short life. Now, I want you to think about it and perhaps apologize to him. By the time he's been on the floor for a week, he'll hate you. Enjoy."
Nightfox asked me, "Should we let these two talk to each other?"
"Probably not. Gag them. We'll let them piss and shit on themselves a few days before we clean them up. I think they'll smell better to the sharks if we do it that way."
We went through each of the cabins with prisoners and found that none of the others had thought of trying to escape the same way. The heavyset guy that was obviously hired help, was sullen, but asked how his partner was. I told him, "As of this minute, he is being considered for shark bait. He and his roommate were trying to escape. That does not make me happy, so we may have some extra food for you."
The big man wrinkled his forehead as he looked at me trying to figure out whether I was pulling his chain or not.
I told the two deputies, "One of you can watch the prisoners on the closed circuit TV and one of you can visit each room at least every fifteen minutes. Nightfox and I will relieve you so we can all get some sleep a couple of hours at a time."
I said to Sam, "Find a place and bed down for a couple of hours. Someone will wake you and we'll rotate from that point on. We should have picked up a couple of more deputies."
Nightfox said, "Call Sarge and get a couple more. Have them sent out on one of those helicopters you guys have. They should be able to keep that quiet enough."
"Good idea. I'll call to see if we can get away with that."
Sarge thought the idea was a good one and hunted up a couple of single guys to join us. I idled down and basically washed around in the swells waiting for the other two men.
It took about an hour before the helicopter came overhead and both deputies tossed down a duffel bag then rappelled down a rope to the deck. Radio transmissions were kept to a minimum so no one would pick up on what was happening. It actually sounded like a couple of boats getting together to exchange bait.
We briefed the new guys and showed them the problem children. It was time for food, so I fixed us some steak, but I cut the prisoners meat up in little bites and mixed it with the vegetables. It was probably better than what they were used to, so I didn't feel bad. We had to let the guy face down on the floor up to pee and eat, but then put him back on the floor with a gag again.
The tall guy kept bitching and not eating, so we gave up trying to feed him. I think he got the message when we gagged him again and also put another set of chains on him and his roommate. No one gets out of three sets of chains with your arms behind your back.
We traveled continuously until we were off the coast of Mexico. I wanted to stay near a group of uninhabited islands off northern Mexico in the event that I needed to put these guys off the boat. If we stayed in the shadow of the islands, no one should be able to see us, even via satellite. I was able to get within about fifty feet of a rock wall and dropped two anchors fore and aft to hold us in place. We were hidden from any gulf traffic and hidden from the shore area that was twenty miles south of us.
To make us more invisible, I found the camo netting from one of the lockers and spread it over us. Now surveillance aircraft wouldn't be able to see us either. If they were using infrared searches they would see us, but the Coast Guard didn't use that on their fixed wing aircraft.
We sat there for three days. Being nice guys, we exercised the prisoners three times a day. Every other day, we stripped them down and washed them on deck so they could be watched by multiple people. They all needed a shave, but I didn't worry about that. I did let them brush their teeth daily, but that is just about the limit of the amenities. If one of them had to take a shit, we un-cuffed one hand from their waist and sat outside the john watching them. They could do their job and wipe themselves, but other than that, they were locked up.
The deputies kept up the constant barrage of questioning. They kept notebooks on each prisoner in order to keep digging deeper and deeper. By the third day, the heavy set guy was spilling his guts. We found out which company was trying to take over the other, and why they wanted S&S' secrets. He said that they had paid him and the tall guy to hire a contractor to get rid of the squealer in the hotel. They were going to eliminate the contractor when he came for his money, but we had upset that plan.
He had left the other two men at the hotel to join the tall guy, since he was supposed to be the primary contact for all subcontractors. He said so far, the guy had been a bust.
A couple of the corporate men admitted they were trying to put the other military contractor out of business and were concerned that S&S had come up with a product that could hurt their bid status. They felt they needed to know more about the product, and instead of asking about it, they figured on stealing the data.
We recorded everything the prisoners admitted and transmitted it back to Steve, Wanda, and the Bureau via satellite, totally untraceable. Just for fun, I sent copies of the interviews to John and the DOJ special prosecutor that had been appointed.
Day five, I called John. "Hey, John, what's the landscape looking like?"
"Christ, Chuck, the shit is still flowing through the fan. Wherever you are, they can't find you. They think you may be on a boat somewhere and they've searched every inch of the gulf. The closest they figure you are is in the Caribbean, hiding out on an island somewhere."
"Damn, John, they're close. Is there any movement to get to the bottom of this shit, or is the Pentagon still huffing and puffing?"
John said, "You've made a bunch of them nervous enough that a bunch of rank has retired and a couple of civilian big shots have resigned. Justice and the special prosecutor are trying to get inside, but those guys are walled in right now. Even with your interviews, Justice is slow investigating. They haven't assigned the Bureau to the case and they made the Tampa Bureau stop working the case."
"Tell you what, John, I'll call in a couple of days. I should get off the horn so they don't pinpoint me. Adios."
I hung up and shut the phone down. No sense in giving them an easy method to track me. Just for fun, I turned on my cell to see if I had a signal. Son of a gun, four bars. I shut it off real quick and went looking for the other men. I asked, "Do you have a cell phone and is it on?"
All of them produced a cell phone and all were turned off. I told them that we were within cell range, so it was good they were off as we could be traced that way. Just to be safe, I turned off all of the electronics in the wheel house. The only thing I left on was the ten mile radar with an alert for movement within the target range.
I checked the fuel and we had only used about fifteen percent. If we didn't travel anywhere, we could stay here for a month or more before having to look for fuel. We only had the small generator on, and we could even shut that down if need be. Our fresh food was lasting a lot longer than planned, plus we had nearly a month of canned goods.
As a week became two weeks, the confessions became more detailed with the corporate plans of nefarious operations becoming larger and larger. The corporate people we had caught, found out the other company was doing the same thing by trying to get hold of S&S data so they could scuttle anyone else's opportunity to get an additional foothold with the military.
When I called John near midnight, he answered and talked very guardedly. I told him I had to go and hung up. That wasn't like him, so I waited until about two AM and turned on the only cell phone that didn't have GPS built in.
John groggily answered, I asked, "Are they camping out in your living room?"
He answered, "No, they've left, but they were there with equipment when you called. They've lived with me since you called before. Listen, let's make this quick. Justice is on your side, but the Pentagon is still trying to make like they're clean and it's just the contractors. Find out more from your prisoners and let me know using the same way as you have been sending. See ya."
He hung up. Probably prudent, as we didn't need a big signature of where we were.
I was sitting up on deck when a couple of jets streaked across the horizon just off the deck. They were between Mexico and me so they wouldn't see me that way. I figured them for infrared, so I shut down the generator and made sure no one else was on deck. I went into the wheelhouse so I could watch.
The jets scorched the surface for about a half-hour going back and forth. They never did get close to us and never passed directly over us. Their infrared pictures wouldn't show us as a signature, so we should be fine.
I let the rest of the crew sleep while I checked on the prisoners continuously throughout the night. About five in the morning, I heard motor noise that wasn't in the air. It was some kind of boat.
The boat passed us on the other side of the island and in a little while it came back and passed us going the other way. I figured they would make another pass on our side of the island pretty soon, but hoped it would be closer to shore.
About nine, we watched a fifty foot Coast Guard Cutter power by about ten miles out. I was on top of the wheelhouse to see them and we should be below the horizon to them. If they did see something, our camouflage netting should make us fairly undetectable.
I kept putting ice into the refrigerator so what fresh stuff we had wouldn't spoil before I could turn the generator back on.
We watched as a C-130 passed directly overhead, probably with infrared search turned on. No one was on deck and we were all under cover, so we should be fine.
The C-130 was searching a grid and continued to search until it probably had to go for fuel. It came back pretty quick, so it must have had an inflight refueling meet. It searched continuously until about six, then headed in. The airplane had flown directly over us twice in its search for us.
I figured we probably looked like a rock beside the rock island we were next to.
I turned on the generator and listened to the radio receiver without turning on the transmitter. We heard the cutter reporting in, but they were next to the Mexican coast heading east.
We fed everyone and washed them down on deck. The escape artist said he would be good if we let him sit up for a while. I sat him on deck facing the stern and had a deputy sitting behind him to watch him. When it was time for bed, I did put a mattress down for him to lie face down on instead of being on the hard floor. I still gagged both of them, as I didn't need them conspiring.
That night, I transmitted a bunch of interviews to everyone concerned. These were very damning and named corporate executives, as well as Pentagon officials. If anyone wanted proof, they wouldn't have to look far.
Knowing that the satellite tracking would have been on, we had everything shut down and were under cover when the jets came flashing over us. An hour later, the C-130 searched the grid again. An hour after that, we heard the cutter moving slowly on the other side of the island. I wondered why they didn't come on this side.
When the cutter came back this way, it was only about five miles away. I had put another set of netting over the boat so it was even more hidden. It did give us a little more shade as the cabin air was off with the generators turned off.
At the two week mark, we were out of fresh food and had begun to use canned goods. I fished everyday, but the fishing sucked where we were.
That was before I found some Spam. I opened the can and used a small piece for bait.
No sooner than the hook and bait were about twenty feet down, I caught a very nice sea trout. I pulled it up and pretty soon, I caught another. We had fresh fish that night. I cooked everything on the alcohol stove with port holes open. I couldn't bring myself to turn on the generators and possibly get caught.
At twenty days, I decided it was time to go in. We had multiple written and signed confessions, plus video and sound confessions from everyone except the tall guy. I really wanted to toss him overboard, but that would be too obvious.
I told my people what we were going to do and we took down and stored the netting. When I fired up the generator, it took an hour for the cabins to cool down and a lot longer before the refrigerator became cool. We had been cautious with water and still had half a tank.
When I pulled up anchor, I felt a little giddy that we had been able to hide from the Coast Guard and probably the Navy for the length of time we did.
Instead of going directly northeast to home, I motored north about a hundred miles then turned east as if I were coming from south Texas. A C-130 passed over us, but didn't circle for another pass. One of the targets on my fifty mile radar closed for a while then turned back south after the C-130 went over.
About twenty miles out, I called Steve's cell to get him to have the Marshal's Service bring a few vehicles out to the docks. Before I was ten miles out, Jan called to tell me we didn't have a welcoming committee. She said all of the Pentagon investigators had left the area, but the Bureau was still restricted from investigating the case.
When we docked, Steve, Tiny, Sarge, and Jan were there along with a half dozen deputies to take charge of our prisoners. Our objective was to take them to the jail in the Federal building and keep them there until someone found them. Jan said they were still being held without bail, so Sarge just said the prisoners were being held incognito to keep them safe.
I told Sam, "Go visit with Maria and don't stick your head out until I call you. I'm not sure how worked up some of these people may be, so we need to keep you out of sight, and I'll keep my head down for a bit. I'll keep in touch to let you know what's going on."
The first thing I did was to duplicate all of our original recordings and video confessions. I shipped a set off to John, the Pentagon investigators, the special prosecutor for the DOJ, and one to my friends within the Secret Service. The originals were locked in the safe within my office at work. Since no one would expect me to have a safe there, I figured it would be a safe place.
I walked into my home about eight in the evening. The entire group was sitting at the big table, talking about the upcoming European trip. The chatter stopped as they looked at my unkempt, unshaven appearance. There was a moment or two of hesitations before all of them converged on me at once.
There were many questions and requests for me to clean up and shave. After hugs and kisses from my ladies, I spent a half-hour in the bathroom showering and shaving. It felt good to have hot water for a change.
When I returned to the kitchen area, a meal had been prepared, along with a big salad. Momma and the two girls were now there to welcome me home, along with Steve, Sue, Mercy, Kathy, and Juanita. Steve had a drink poured for me and said that I would have to come over for a beer later.
I ate while giving everyone some minor details of our trip. Steve enjoyed the idea that we were able to hide from the intense search that had been conducted. He found it truly amazing that we were able to come back without being discovered.
When my cell rang, everyone quieted and frowned. I saw it was John and answered, "Johnson."
John said, "Hey, Chuck, I'm glad you're back from that mission you were on for the Service. Perhaps you can help with something."
"I'll try, John, what's up?"
"Do you know where a bunch of men might be being held? They are military contractors that a Pentagon investigation staff and a DOJ special prosecutor are trying to find. I think they want to charge them with some form of bid rigging."
"I'm not sure, John, but I'd probably look for a federal prisoner in the lockup downtown in the federal building. That would be the place to look. Are these men eligible for bail?"
John was keeping a straight face/voice, but I could tell he was close to laughing, "They're all being held without bail. I think the Pentagon wanted the judge to change that, but he hasn't budged so far. From what I've heard, several civilians in the Pentagon who resigned are being held, and a couple of just retired military stars have been picked up as well. Anyway, Chuck, thanks for the info. I'll call the lockup in Tampa to see if those men are there."
Steve was grinning and said, "We've had inquiries from two major equipment suppliers to make body shells for them. One wants to join us in a project to supply our vehicles. He says the contract talks and testing could take a year or so, but he says they have the inside track right now and should be able to bring about some change orders fairly fast. Jeff has talked with their folks and is forming some sample bodies for them right now."
"That's really great, Steve. I think I'm going to pass on going to your place for a beer tonight. After not getting much sleep for the last few weeks, I think I might go to bed early. I'm really bushed."
When all the extra folks were gone, Momma and the girls gave me a hug and went home. Maria, Sing, and Taiying left for their quarters, as did Jan and Don, Marie and Dennis, and John and Wanda. There was now just my five and Lisa, because Lena was out somewhere with Ben, and Tina was at work, school, or wherever her internship was.
We did go to bed early where I had the opportunity to enjoy being in the arms of each of the ladies. Lisa held back until I had enjoyed the last of the fab five, but she then became molded to me in a long smoldering kiss that let me know I had been missed.
Our lovemaking was slow and gentle, and ended with us wrapped around each other, sliding off into a sound sleep.
I woke with a start as I was not used to sleeping so long at a time. With the realization that it wasn't a problem, I lay back and a small person crawled on top me. Tiani, the little pixie, gave me lots of kisses, and when she felt me rising beneath her, she put me into her special place and gave herself some nice orgasms. As she slid back to sleep, I realized that it was after six, so I got up, put on my peg, used the bathroom, then went out to the grassy area next to the pool to form for a few minutes.
A few minutes later, Lisa came out and began to form with me. In just a few more minutes, most of the household was either forming with me or floating gently in the pool. When I closed my form, Lisa followed and we ended up swimming laps in the pool. Our pace gathered speed until we had to quit to catch our breath.
That's when I noticed Peaches was also swimming laps, but at a slow pace. When she began walking up the steps of the pool, I was shocked to see how much weight she had lost. Lisa nudged me and said, "She's looking better every day, isn't she? You should see her, she's turning heads now and enjoying flirting too."
I smiled, "That's great, Lisa. I'm sure she'll have suitors around soon."
Lisa hugged me to her and said, "She might, but I think she's going to stick around home for the girls. Oh yeah, you wouldn't know. The doc has given her a clean bill of health. He says she's in great shape with nothing wrong, and that exercise and a healthy diet will have her in perfect condition. I bought her a bicycle and she rides it over to the patio a couple of times a day. She has ridden up to Publix a couple of times too. Just look at her, she's really getting a nice shape. It will take a while for her skin to tighten up, and we may need to have some help from one of those plastic surgeons."
I watched all of the nude girls shower off under the outdoor shower. There is such a variety that all of the guys get pretty firm watching the parade. From two tiny Orientals, to the tall willowy Wanda, who would set off male ego growth by herself, there was lot of wonderful female flesh.
Wanda said I should probably come into the office for a while, as there should be a parade of DC types coming and going now that the prisoners were in plain sight. I agreed and said that I wanted to get caught up on all of the pending investigations anyway.
After breakfast at the patio, we all left for our respective places of business. Lisa and Steve wouldn't let me leave with everyone else, so I poured another cup of coffee and let the place clear out.
Steve said, "One of your employers delivered an unusual aircraft to us. They also said we have to give you some specialized instruction and have you checked out by the FAA examiner. You will have to come out to the airpark to see this."
Lisa was grinning, "And you know what else? Someone has made it possible for us to fly your newest Lear with a single pilot. Steve, John, and I had to be checked out, but we now have a Lear that is rated for a single pilot. Isn't that great? Are you going to hog it now, or are you going to let us get some use out of it?"
"So what's this unusual aircraft that's waiting for me?"
Steve said, "Oh no, you have to come see it and then we'll schedule you some instruction and get you checked out. Jimmy's off to a school on the aircraft as we speak. He had to do a refresher for this model."
Shaking my head, "Damn, I want to see what's out there, but I have to go in for a while. What are you doing today, Lisa? Anything hot?"
She smiled again and said, "Lessons in the Skycrane. I want to be able to fly all of the helicopters, and I've been blowing your money getting some hours on it. The big Sikorsky has a little job later this morning, but I'll be back by lunch time. See if you can meet me here for lunch and we'll go out and play with your new toy."
I took off for work and went directly to my office. After hugs from the girls, Wanda sat with me and went over every outstanding case that had been active while I was out on the gulf. There were a few captures and several relocations within the system, but nothing major.
Wanda showed me all of the memos being generated by Pentagon staff. She said most of the directives were being rescinded about as fast as they were being published. We went over the DOJ memos, and then Wanda got up and closed the door into the office. She had me sit with her at the little table and said, "To let you know, I've been contacted by the Secret Service to be a go-between for you. They will contact me when you are needed and I will make your other work go away or be taken care of. They flew me to a place out west where I dressed in fatigues while they interviewed me, then went over their standing orders. I'm not sure how I will benefit them, but they were insistent that I become a part of their operation. I was to tell you as soon as you and I had a quiet moment. If we need to discuss this more later, we can. Now, from what I've heard, you have a toy out at the airpark. You should finish going through your inbox and e-mails, then go have lunch with Steve and go to the airpark."
It did take the rest of the morning to take care of a large backlog of detail stuff. When everything was finished, I cleaned up my desk and waved bye to the girls.
The patio was just filling for lunch. I had just had a sip of iced tea when Lisa came in. She was wearing a flight suit with an S&S logo on the front and back. She said, "This is for us working pilots doing utility duty. If you do any of the hauling or spray work, they'll get you a couple of sets of coveralls too."
After lunch, Steve said, "Come on, we have to go to the gym, then get some sun. Lisa, you have Mercy's stuff to wear, come on, Chuck, I have stuff for you."
Peaches said, "I'm coming with you, Chuck. I go to the gym everyday now, and I also go up to get a little sun. Just look at my tan. It's getting deeper every day."
I gave Peaches a hug and was surprised to feel how solid she was becoming.
It was enjoyable to workout with someone different for a change and we then went up to the pool where Steve and I were massaged by some of the women. Of course, we had the opportunity to put lotion on them too. Sue did her usual teasing, but Lisa did her better by demonstrating how to apply lotion to Steve's back by using her smaller breasts to rub it in."
Sue said, "Not fair, I can't get away with that, you little twerp, flirting with my husband like that. Now you probably have him all worked up and he'll suffer." Sue went over to Steve and rolled him over, to show his big boner pushing out his swimsuit. Sue pulled her top aside and shoved a large nipple into his mouth, "I'll take care of you, Honey. You don't have to be turned on and left to suffer by that little tease."
Steve and I swam some fast laps before we all went back to the patio to get dressed. While Lisa and I were showering and dressing, we did have to take a few minutes to enjoy our mutual lust for each other. I think Steve and Sue were doing the same thing in another bathroom, but they had Mercy in there to help.
Out at the airpark, Steve walked me to the jet area next to the charter office. When we walked in, there was a shiny Cessna Citation that looked big. Lisa said, "Let me introduce you to a special Citation X. This aircraft will go faster, and go farther without refueling, than any other Citation X. This is a specially built aircraft for Deputy Dawg."
There was a small Deputy Dawg logo under the left cockpit window. On the nose of the aircraft, just below the windscreen, were two eyes. They were not that big, but were squinting. You could tell they were eyes, but not why they were there.
Lisa said, "We painted the Deputy Dawg, but the aircraft came with those two eyes on the nose."
Steve said, "Come inside and look at this thing. It has a special interior."
The inside looked a lot like the interiors we had in the special Lears. The difference was that the seating was arranged for a very comfortable eight passengers. Lisa pointed out that there was a set of jump seats in the rear that could be put down for two more passengers or for flight attendants.
The cockpit looked like something out of the space age. It was nothing like the little CJ4 we already had. Steve pointed out a set of controls that were in the center of the console and said, "Those are normally accessible by only the co-pilot, but this is a special aircraft that can be flown by a single pilot. So when do you want to begin your lessons?"
I said, "Wow! Call whoever you have to call so I can fly this thing. Just think, almost the speed of sound. You said it was faster than a normal Citation X, how much faster?"
Steve said, "I don't know. When the Cessna instructor gets here, you can tell us. They have already checked me, John, and Lisa out but they haven't divulged any of the specs on the aircraft yet. I'm sure they'll tell you."
I was anxious, "Let's call 'em right away."
DeDe made the call and it was arranged for me to be checked out by the Cessna instructors and the FAA examiner beginning tomorrow. Steve asked me, "So who owns this aircraft? Is it yours, the other group's you do work for, or what?"
"I don't know, Steve. That may be important for insurance purposes. I'll ask as I would hate to really fall in love with this toy and then have someone take it away."
Steve said, "That's what I was thinking too. If it isn't yours, personally or the company's, no one but you can really fly the thing. Lisa, John, and I got off on being trained and tested, but if it isn't the company's or yours, we should probably forget about using it."
"I'll check on it right away. That does make a difference, doesn't it?"
We walked over to the helicopter charter office to talk to Betty. She was in a good mood and said, "You know, I think we should combine the two charter offices into one. I can probably take a big load off DeDe and she can even fly more if I take over a lot of the office duties. There's enough room for another desk in the office over there, and this area can be used for a bigger ready room and locker area for pilots and mechanics."
I said, "We'll have a chat with DeDe to see what she thinks about something like that, and let you know."
Betty was grinning, "DeDe and I figured this out a couple of weeks ago and even had Terrell come up with a design and cost for ready and locker rooms. DeDe and I are ready to merge; all we need is your approval and we'll get it done. Tiny says it would make sense to keep both charters under the same P&L center."
I looked at Steve and he just shrugged his shoulders. He said, "I guess our people have figured out a better way to run the place. Let's let them do it and see how it goes. It would allow better coverage on days and during off hours. The office is open twenty-four seven now, so why not offer the same for rotary wing charters. I'm sure we have pilots for the helicopters that want weekend and night work too. We do the mosquito spraying at night or early evening, so we'll now have office coverage for that."
Betty offered, "Since we are handling a lot of the airfield operations now, it will be easier if DeDe and I worked out of the same office. I think it will be good for the company."
Steve and I made another pass through the hangar with the Citation X. We went inside it again and looked through the cockpit one last time. This was a really nice aircraft that I looked forward to flying. I sure hope it flew as nice as it looked, something like the Learjets.
Steve and I went to the patio and began discussing the coming European trip. Steve said, "We need to firm up dates so Dewey can make plans. You'll need to let your bosses know what your schedule is going to be, as well. What do you think, Chuck, how about you going out to sail with Dewey in two weeks and then we plan on sailing for Europe in three weeks? With the crew we'll have, we could even leave on a Saturday or Sunday evening. We'll have enough people to sail all night. Dewey may be short some people, but we can work something out with him."
I said, "We do have to make some solid plans. Let's call Dewey and see what he says. Two weeks should be enough time for everyone I deal with to cover me. And you know what, Steve? If anyone has too many objections, I might want to retire or take a leave of absence. This adventure should be something for both of our families to remember forever."
While we were talking, Lisa came to join us and while looking at me, she said, "You know, our family is really excited about the sailing trip. I'm glad you and Steve are making some firm dates. I know Sue and the girls are just as excited as our family is. I can't wait to have so much time to really get to know everyone that will be with us."
Steve said, "You know, it isn't fair to Dewey. We have a huge group of people to man the helm, but he doesn't. Perhaps he needs a crew. I think I'll give him a call to find out what he thinks."
Steve got up and went inside while Lisa sat to talk with me. Mercy came and sat on the other side of me on the couch and asked, "Chuck, are you going to have a problem with us girls getting to know each other a little better on our trip? You know it's the perfect opportunity for Sue and me to have some private time with them."
Lisa interjected, "It isn't because the fab five haven't wanted to mingle with you guys. Sometimes that's all they talk about. They're worse than a bunch of guys over Sue's chest. You would think they had never played with some big tits."
Mercy giggled, "They probably haven't played with anything that big before. I just love to wake up with them wrapped around my head or one of her big nipples in my mouth."
I shifted around on the couch, "Ladies, ladies, take it easy. This conversation is becoming pretty risqué. I probably shouldn't be a part of it."
Lisa smoothed my pants over my growing interest, "You mean you wouldn't want to help me play with those giant breasts? We could suck them, roll them around, and she could even wrap them around your big beautiful cock so you could squirt her in the face."
I slapped both Mercy's and Lisa's hands as they were alternately smoothing the zipper area of my slacks. "Stop that. Lisa, you know I have all that I can handle at home. Why would you want to include someone else into our fun?"
"Because I would get to play with you and her at the same time," Lisa said, as she continued to now just lay her hand over my excitement. "You know Mercy and I have gotten to know each other very well. Sue sometimes joins us, and Juanita and Kathy have even spent some time helping Mercy turn me into a quivering mass of orgasms. We all talk about you being there so we can make you feel the same ecstasy we do."
Mercy said, "We talk about you and Steve being there with the other girls so we can have you two watch us and then we would swarm the both of you until you couldn't get it up any longer. That would be nice wouldn't it?"
"You two are too erotic. I'm ready to drag you both off to a bedroom right now."
Mercy looked at me with a lustful look, "Come on, I'll get the others and we'll play a little before supper."
Lisa gripped me at that moment, making me crazier in lust, as Mercy got up and extended a hand to pull me up. She said, "Take him into the big guest room next to the big bedroom. I'll check on you two in a few minutes."
Thinking it was going to be just Lisa and me, we went to the big guestroom and were almost instantly nude, kissing and touching while becoming more lustful by the second.
We were locked in a burning kiss, wrapped in each other's arms, when I felt breasts, big breasts, against my back. I detected woman smells that told me more than just Lisa was hot and ready.
When Lisa and I pulled apart from the kiss, Mercy leaned over Lisa and kissed me, then pulled Lisa to her back. At the same time, the person behind me pulled me to my back and a large nipple was stuffed into my mouth.
I raised my hands to grasp the huge breast and knead Sue's massive flesh. She wasn't still, but rose to straddle my hips where a hand centered me as she began sitting on me. With an extended "oh," Sue descended on my cock until we were mashed together. "Oh yeah, Chuck, you're like Charlie, so big, but long too. You're almost as long as Steve and you feel really good inside."
My head was spinning as another large, softer, breast dangled in my face. I sucked the large nipple into my mouth as the owner of the breast groaned. Kathy said, "Yeah, Chuck, suck it. Suck my breast. Nita, get your nipples over here so Chuck can taste you too. He does suck a mean boob."
As people were shifting around, legs straddled my head and a very wet pussy settled on my mouth. The taste was unmistakably Lisa. She ground her pussy on my face and came, loosing juices into my mouth and covering my face.
Meanwhile Sue was still sliding up and down on me, bringing me closer and closer to letting go. Sue finally pulled off me and that allowed Lisa to knee walk down my body to capture me. As she slid onto me, Nita gave me a hot Latin kiss and caressed my face. Steve's four ladies were all looking at me expectantly as Lisa's body went into overdrive as she milked a huge orgasm from me.
When Lisa collapsed on me, she began kissing me so gently that I didn't want to go soft so we could keep our loving connection. She whispered to me, "I love to have someone get you ready for me. One of these days, what you just did is going to get you a little Chuckie. Somehow, I know we are going to have a lot of little Chuckies running around."
Lisa rolled off, but held her legs apart as Kathy went down on her to kiss away the juices I had left. Sue grinned at me, then took my still firm cock into her mouth. She had a look of lust on her face that I didn't understand, until she let out an "Uh" as Steve thrust firmly into her from behind.
I wondered at the shared lust these women had and the acceptance that Steve had while sharing his ladies. It was Sue that I had almost come in just a few minutes before, and who had my dick in her mouth as Steve was plowing her, filling her with his seed. I could see the ecstasy of his release in his face as he filled Sue.
Sue rolled from Steve, as Juanita latched onto his shrinking dick, and Lisa dove for Sue's center. Steve said, "If you want to stop, you have to get up or this can go on forever. Come on, let's get a beer."
Steve and I dressed as the five women continued to kiss and caress each other. I noticed Shawna head down the hall toward the guest bedroom a little later, and a little after that, Tina wandered down the hall. That was one busy bedroom today.
After supper, both families discussed the dates and time lines for the trip. You could feel the excitement growing as we anticipated the adventure. I attributed the instant lust with the excitement over the trip, and surprisingly, I didn't feel guilty for having participated in what I thought to be an all out orgy.
Lisa must have told the five housemates of our get together, as they were exceptionally horny later. It took a long time to calm the three pregnant ladies, along with Tiani and Brandy.
As Brandy sat astride my hips, gently posting for her pleasure, she asked, "Do you think this trip is going to be a non-stop orgy?"
Lisa answered for me, "Not a chance. With all those kids around, how could it be? I can tell you this though; Steve's ladies are dying to get their hands on all five of you. They are really a lustful bunch."
Tina giggled, "Yes they are. When I showed them I wanted to be a part of their play time, they devoured me and soon had Steve making love to me regularly. Even if he is my uncle, he is one sexy man. I love women's bodies more than men's, but getting some loving from Chuck or Steve is special."
Sleep began taking over my body as I thought of the lustful afternoon and the exciting time my family had just experienced.
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