Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. The meeting started at 2 in the afternoon; the new airborne meeting room barely finished, it had cost Michael a million for the renovation alone. He had added a few of the amenities that were normal, a wet bar and stylish couches and technical additions. Cameras for a video feed moved along to any motion in the pressurized hull of the jet, audio microphones picked up even the slightest breath in the cabin. But the room had other additions as well. The Learjet had picked up the men that had all come to the Italian office, the next largest segment of the corporation officers and leaders of merger partners that had come in for the annual sales updates, some scheduled to stay over the weekend. The jet raced over the Atlantic effortlessly as the men sat back in the plush leather couches, listening as Michael discussed numbers. The corporation was in the early stages of an IPO and these men were the major players of private investment. Each of them was interested in vying for the ability to represent Michael's company. Avery had been summoned and had parsed out drinks and catered to the clients as the meeting droned on, silently moving through the cabin, refilling glasses, making sure the luncheon dishes were pulled, the coats all stowed She was dressed in a tight fitting blue tunic with small lapels and a wing pin attached over one of her full breasts, her matching skirt was slightly shorter than usual attendants and her feet were encased in clear three inch heels. No stockings and the barest of cloth covering her pussy. Her red hair flowed out and her green eyes shone happily as she moved about the cabin, leaning over to place and drink or kneeling to serve a plate. More than one man had been distracted by her smooth lean legs and creamy smooth skin, her alluring eyes and full tits as they flushed up between her scooped uniform jacket. Avery batted her long lashes at the men as they strained to listen to Michael and dreamily leer at her hard taut body that appeared before them, kneeling to take the glasses and refreshing the drinks, her legs parting slightly and her glossy lips moistly smiling at each passenger, her green eyes twinkling as she waited for the meeting to finish up. She set down small electronic kiosks near each of them as she collected their plates and glasses. Kneeling, her vantage point had a fortunate view, the availability to size up the men's cock slabs that rested and stirred in their suits, their fuck loads so close to her as she serviced them in the slender cabin. She had wished that Cassie's dad had let her service his clients with her mouth rather than being their attendant, she ached inside knowing that all these men would be soon mauling her stunning offered body. The rituals at the Ritz that Michael had insisted on had convinced her that nothing she knew before or since could enthrall her the way she wanted this; this was the enticement she had longed for, wanted, needed. She took the dishes forward in the cabin. She half listened as she performed her attendant duties, checking her under garment, adjusting it so that it was fitted perfectly, then her lip gloss and makeup. The next half hour seemed to go by somewhat quickly when she heard Michael delivering his "usual" closing discussion on wanting the right company onboard with his to cement "position" in the corporate world. Michael wrapped up as he spoke. "So gentlemen, now is the bidding speculation. The numbers of the company speak for themselves but I realize that some sort of inducement should be proffered. The negotiations are open, simply make your choices on the polling stations that you have." The men retrieved the small electronic devices and saw the screen, different amounts clearly available for them to choose from. Michael stepped into the salon separate from the main cabin. As the men looked over the small devices, the whirr of hydraulics sounded. The floor of the cabin opened in on itself and a leather molded lounger rose up, Avery walked from the forward cabin and silently sat properly on the lounger facing them all. "Gentlemen, as an added inducement, we have a bonus offering for you all. Avery?" Avery slowly, ever so slowly drew her red hair back from her face and looked at them all, her green eyes tempting and forbidding. She smiled and allowed her hands to undo her tunic buttons and let them part as the jacket draped away. The rapture of a pale blue sheer top perfectly molded to her full tits, the nipples barely hidden by a thin strap of a white bikini strap coursing over each tit cap, and extending down her delicious sculpted body as she shrugged off the garment, then seemingly to lift effortlessly, the already shortened skirt followed to the floor, revealing the micro hem of the nearly blue transparent dress over a sling strap bikini,, underneath a the sling silk tugged and wedged far up in between her cunt lips, the labia actually folding around the slice of fabric and her legs ending in high heels, that supplely rose to show the firm muscles of her inner thighs. She wasted no time in molding her hands to her huge tits and presenting them as she turned and allowed all the men to see her taut ass, split narrowly by the tiny thong, the strings hugging her high hips and looping down into her ass. The sight to the men was astounding; Avery was the embodiment of every un-fuckable cheerleader and rich Daddy's little girl they all longed to fuck but were not then, or since, never given the opportunity to. Yet here she was ready to perform on them as eagerly as they wanted and probably more than that. Slithering down slowly onto the lounger, Avery gave a warm invitation to the closest bidder and before he had a chance to stand Avery was luxuriating in bathing his cock in her mouth and looking up at him and the others with her green sparkling eyes. She leaned out from the lounger and opened her mouth and lips to allow the man to let her suck his hardening cock that he presented her. She saw that the others were standing and were eagerly pulling down their zippers and fishing out their hard cocks. She turned and knelt up on the lounger so that her ass was thrust back, her cunt bulging below that and her magnificent tits pressing over the back of the couch while she looked back at the hardened men as they all queued up around her. Michael began the honors by stepping behind the couch and guiding her eager mouth down his shaft as the others quickly began eating her, spreading apart her ass out or mauling her luxurious tits. Avery swallowed whole the cock that had swollen in her mouth and enjoyed the thick prodding into her lips. She eyed Michael and knew that she'd soon be ready for her newest assignment, but for now she opened up wide and allowed the men to use her throat sleeve as a moist jack socket for their warm creamy seed. She leaned her neck out forward, her glossed lips parted, eager for their wads and the hands that pulled her hair and head down hard and deep onto the men's full throbbing cocks. She ached to drive up the bidding and her talents were effective for that as she brought each man's scum load up to boiling, ready to flood out and she eased off, her spit strings pulling away as she gave a pearly white smile at the man, her pink glossed lips easing off and going on to the next guest/bidder in the line that she had been stroking up in her hand. She groped down each cock in turn until she had gone around once, while the men tongued her from behind. She had reached the last of the bidders and was turning to spread out on the lounge couch to let them fuck her in turn when Michael signaled her and she melded her legs back together, again pulling her small outfit together and proceeded to warn off the eager men that had been so rigid and ready to fuck this perfect piece of cunt meat, her red hair and freckles, her green sparkling eyes, pouty bald cunt open and her exciting availability to them. "Gentlemen, please resume your seats." The disgruntled men grouched a bit, but then realized that this flawless skinned sweet smelling whore had her commodities covered and that the negotiation was on. They shuttled back to their respective places around the conference table, the curved couches that ringed the table and dais. "OK gentlemen, this will be just a momentarily pause, please sit!." Avery put the inside of her finger to her lips and wiped the spare scum to her mouth and straighten her hair, swinging it back, then adjusted her uniform as she stood. The men were still transfixed by the incredible teenager, the vision of her with bulging breasts and full lips, her playful attitude and brazen behavior, lewd and hungry, greedy. She approached the nearest two men on the couch and sat between them, her hands slithering down to take their cocks in each hand and while leaning in on one, then the other, whispering in their ears, speaking the nastiest things that most of the men could not believe, as she jacked their full hard cocks up and down them over as she spread their pre cum over the sides of their shafts and still throbbing their cocks hard and soft, pleading with them to cum so that she could have their milky cum loads, whispering and getting more and more nasty as the men soon began fucking back into her grasp, wanting to cum for her, wanting to blow a huge load for her no matter what. Ten, fifteen minutes later, the two erupted, huge gobs of jizz pouring out, soaking their pants and Avery's stroking hand, as she smiled so brightly and happily as the cum pools drenched her wrists, or her clothes, or her hand, each time she lovely sucked at the scum, looking deep into the men's eyes like they were the first that had ever given her the privilege of having a full cock crème load soaking her, swooning at each lather that she took into her lips and swallowed. Avery moved around the room, moving down the rounded couch repeating the process until all men had been drained of their sperm seed, each man fully satisfied, allowing some to fondle her as she did, some her tits, some her cunt but none were allowed anything but her superb hand jobs and the promise of more. Finally she rose and let herself out to the huge bedroom of the corporate jet to prepare for the secondary part of the business function. The highest bidder would be allowed anything from her for a week of the choice of the man that bought her. Avery thrilled at the thought that she would be a bought cunt for the perversions of those men there. She saw not one cock that she would turn down and not one would bore her, she loved fucking and sucking and only hoped the winner would have a vivid imagination on what he wanted from a gorgeous available and eager cunt whore wherever they were. She stepped in the shower and began to prepare for the auction. She loved her body and she loved it being used and needed to have the full thrust of every experience she could find. Michael had taught her to become what she had always yearned for. The bidding scales were all over the place, the men taping in on their consoles the right to secure an endorsement with Michael's company. One would be posted and then withdrawn and replaced with a higher bid, again and again. The actual tabulations were showing on Michaels laptop and he mused at the greed and hunger of these powerful men, barely wanting the contract so much as the possession of Avery for a week to do with as they pleased. After a half-hour that seemed to go much longer than that the gentlemen's screens went black and the final tallies were being added up. None of them had known that that was coming; the screens just shut off and went silent. Some were astonished and yet some were relieved that it was over. Avery stepped back out of the main salon into the conference area, wearing a designer gown, the plunging neckline dropping below her breasts, the plush roundness of her tits fully displayed, her ears and neck dripping with diamonds. The side split of her dress scored up her long legs and ended just barely below her ass cheeks. She wore three inch heels that matched the color of her gown. But her red hair and face captured the attention of every man there, bright white teeth, pale pink glossed lips, her eyelids shaded with the same color, her green eyes wide and her lashes brushed out invitingly. Every inch of her body was molded to the gown and she looked flawlessly perfect, her diamond bracelet pale in contrast to the glow of her face, and now everyone man knew what she was capable of, what nastiness she would allow and give. The men were silenced by her presence in the room. Michael stood and pulled her close around her waist and kissed her cheek. She took the small note that he gave her. She looked out at the men and opened it, then smirking to herself, walked over to Mr. Garamandi, the Italian broker from Sicily and settled next to him, her mouth whispering to him as she ran her long fingernails up through his thick black hair. As she kissed him, she saw that the huge cock that he had already began growing in his trousers. Michael spoke into a phone and then addressed the men circled about. "We will be setting down in 15 minutes into New York, where Mr. Garamandi and Avery will be departing our company. The rest of you, of course will remain aboard and we will deposit you at your various destinations. I would like to thank each of you for your contributions and certainly look forward to doing business with you all in the future." With that Michael stepped forward into the galley near the cockpit and Avery and Mr. Garamandi stood, leading back to the main salon in the back until they landed.