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The Pilot part 9
"Alright, everyone. Let's get started," said Tyler Williams. Every two weeks, the Miami based flight crew met for a flight scheduling conference in the Miami office of the giant law firm of Fuller Dixon. The purpose of the meeting was to establish work schedules that would begin two weeks out, and to review the set schedule for the immediate two weeks.
Fuller Dixon had a unique way of making flight assignments among the world of corporate air services. In a large part, it relied on the cooperation and openness amoung its pilots. Tyler Williams knew all too well what could happen in a corporation as large as Fuller Dixon if the pilots felt they had no say in their lives or crew scheduling. When he first took the job with Fuller Dixon, they only had one aircraft that was based in New York City. Over the past 10 years, the firm had grown considerably and had clients scattered all over the globe. The necessity of needing executive travel services combined with the VIP nature of many of Fuller Dixon's clients made the purchase of two additional aircraft a wise business investment.
Back at the time Tyler came to work for Fuller Dixon, flight crew assignments were made solely without consultation of the pilots themselves. It was done in the style that the airlines were using at the time, namely, that senior pilots got the choice flights. Of course, this led to a lot of animosity between the pilots and often ended in a lot of bickering and back stabbing.
Under Tyler's unique system, each pilot had an assigned number. That number was based on seniority. However, choice of flight schedule rotated every two weeks. While pilot #1 may have first choice of assignments in one conference, pilot #2 would have first choice in the next conference. The pilots who got to choose their assignment would serve as Pilot In Command and have the opportunity to choose their Second in Command for the period of time they were with the aircraft. Since instituting this method of crew scheduling, not a single pilot ever called in sick, requested personal leave, or expressed any form of dissatisfaction with the way the work was divided amoung the members of the flight crew. It also helped that all of the flight crew personnel were hand picked and recruited.
The one twist was with regard to newly hired pilots. During their probationary year, they would always fly as Second in Command and they would not have a choice in the flight assignment process. Indirectly, Tyler could tell through the course of the probation whether or not a pilot was working out as a member of the team. There had been a few pilots over the years that Tyler noticed were not being chosen less and less during their probation. This usually led to a non-renewed contract.
As the pilot's took their seats around the conference table, Tyler felt it was necessary to review the new numbers now that Leo was a part of the team. Leo was also not the only probationary pilot. Mark Benderson was hired ten months ago and still had two more months as a probationary pilot. He, too, would only be flying as a Second in Command.
"I've explained the assignment system to Leo, but I want to review the new numbers now that Stan isn't a part of our little flight club. Rob, you are the new #1." Rob held up both arms as if he had scored a touchdown. "Gene, that makes you #2, Vince is #3, and Nick is now #4. Marky.. two months to go, my friend." Tyler looked around the table and everyone was nodding. Carlos was also in the meeting and was keeping notes.
"Next up is a review of the remaining schedule for the next two weeks. As most of you know, our Challenger is having scheduled maintainance this week. Stan timed his retirement perfectly to coincide with the plane being unavailable. The next scheduled trip is Rob and Marky starting on the 20th. You'll be Opa Locka to Teterboro, Teterboro to Boston, layover for two nights, then back to Opa Locka on the 23rd. Nick and Vince, you depart the night of the 23rd for St. Croix, layover one night there, then St. Croix to San Juan, San Juan to Miami on the 24th. Gene and Rob.. oh, nice one.. you guys depart on the 26th for Las Vegas, overnight, then back the next day. This is a VIP flight, so Manny will also be with you guys. Try not to get arrested, Okay?" Everyone in the room laughed.
Carlos started passing out schedule packages for everyone to look at. "So, we're looking at known assignments from August 27 through September 10." All of the pilots were scanning the trips as they were layed out on the flight schedule that Carlos had passed out. "Vince, you're number is up. What's your pick?"
"Sweet!" said Vince. He looked up and around the room as if he were embarrassed to be choosing the one trip he knew everyone wanted. "Sorry, fellas.. I know we all want it.. I'm taking the Paris trip." Everyone groaned.
"Why am I surprised. I may need to sneak onboard that one myself," said Tyler. "okay.. departure date for that one is September 7, with a stop in New York to fuel and pick up Perry Fuller's daughter. Mr. Fuller and his wife board in Miami with their son Carson, stop in New York to pick up Tracy and her friend Sarita, then on to Paris Orly. We've already arranged a hangar for the plane while you are there. Mrs. Fuller does NOT want a cabin attendant, so Vince and his Second will run the entire flight. Maybe I should say... you guys will stay out of Mrs. Fuller's way. She said she'll pass on a provision list when the date gets closer."
The remaining pilots in the room were all looking at Vince now. "So Vince, who's going with you?" asked Tyler. "Seven days away.. make it a good one."
"I think I'm going with the new guy, Leo. Let's see what you got for a long haul," said Vince. He fixed his look right at Leo and gave a very slight wink with his right eye.
"Oh man! You can't pick Leo!" whined Nick. "I haven't done a transatlantic all year."
Everyone in the room seemed to be grumbling.. except Leo. He was trying to contain his excitement and enthusiasm. He had never been to Paris and had never flown a plane on a transatlantic flight.
"Nick, you're next to pick. What's in gonna be?" ask Tyler as he tried to keep the meeting moving.
Nick kept looking and the choices. "Well, if I can't have the Paris trip, then I'm going with the LA/Tahoe/Boise trip."
"Alright, that's another big one off the list. Five days out. You drop some lawyers in LA with a two night layover, then fly a VIP to Tahoe, deadhead to Boise for another two nights, then return our guys who left last week. Departure date for that trip is September 1 with a return to Miami on September 5. Who do you want with you, and Leo's off the table."
"I'll take Rob with me," said Nick
"That just leaves little stuff on the calendar. Rob, you're up. You're already working from September 1 to September 5 with Nick as his Second. You want the roundtrip to Chicago? Up and back in one day."
"Yeah, that looks good," said Rob. "Can I have Leo on that one?" he smiled. "It gives him a full week to recover," chuckled Rob.
Tyler gave Rob a knowing look. "It's your pick, so Leo it is. This shoud be an easy one for you Leo. How many times have you flown into Ohare?"
Leo looked up as he tried to calculate. "Probably.. I don't know... maybe a couple hundred times?"
Gene nudged Rob and said, "Not so wet behind the ears, my friend."
"He will be when I finish chewing on his earlobe," whispered Rob.
Gene ended up with the last flight block that included an out-and-back to Atlanta in the morning of August 27th with another rountrip to Jackson, Mississippi that night, followed by an out-and-back to Grand Cayman on August 28th. He said, "Jackson, Mississippi? Really? Am I overnight there?"
"No, it's four segments in one day." said Tyler. "And, be a sport and take Marky with you." Marky blushed a little and lowered his head.
"Looks like that's everything we have on the books so far. Be mindful that there will be some reserve days that I'll be assigning, too, just in case one of you boys gets a hemorrhoid." Everyone looked at Rob.
"What?" Rob said with a questioning look and a smile.
"So, let's recap before Carlos puts it in ink. August 27, Gene and Marky: Opa Locka to Atlanta and back in the morning, then Opa Locka to Jackson and back in the afternoon. August 28, Gene and Marky: Opa Locka to Grand Cayman, then back that night. Gene that gives you four consecutive work days when we count the Las Vegas trip, with eight segments and one overnight. Marky has two work days, six segments, no overnight. August 29, I have Rob with Leo: Opa Locka to Chicago and back that evening. One day and two segments each with no overnight."
Rob looked a little disappointed.
"Leo, that makes August 29th your first work day!" Tyler kept going, "August 30 and 31 are both empty for the time being, but I've already been asked about the plane's availability for roundtrip to Phoenix. If it happens, I'm going to ask Gene and Leo to take it." Tyler gave a sly look at Gene and raised his left eyebrow. "Sorry Leo, newb gets the work."
"Let's keep going. September 1, Nick and Rob: Opa Locka to LA with two nights there."
Rob suddenly looked excited. "Mmmm.. love me some west coast time."
Tyler continued, "September 3, Nick and Rob: LA to Tahoe in the morning, then Tahoe to Boise in the late afternoon with two more nights in Boise. September 5, Nick and Rob: Boise back to Opa Locka with an afternoon departure. Nick, you're at four segments and four overnights over five consecutive days. Rob, that puts you at six segments with four overnights." Rob was beaming. "I'm going to schedule a quick maintainance inspection on September 6, so the plane is not available. September 7! Vince and Leo: Opa Locka to LaGuardia in the morning. You should arrive by noon. Then, you'll have a nine hour layover. You can have a hotel room if you want. Departure that night at 10:30 local time for Paris, Orly. September 8, arrive Orly sometime around noon. Then, layover for five nights until September 13 when you depart Orly in the afternoon for New York. You should arrive before dinner. September 14, LaGuardia back to Opa Locka. Vince, you have seven consecutive days, four segments, and we're gonna count that as seven overnights. Leo ends up with eight days, seven consecutive, six segments and seven overnights."
"So, what are we supposed to do with all that time in Paris?" Leo asked in a slightly suggestive tone. He was already getting the general vibe of the group and didn't want to feel steamrolled by the tight bonds he already felt between the pilots. He was looking across the table at Vince's muscular chest and imagining the carpet of fur just under the fabric of his shirt.
"Knit!" shouted Marky. Everyone burst into laughter including Carlos who had, until this point, been entirely silent.
Tyler looked around the table, then to Carlos. "We good? Any questions? Thank you, everyone." Quiet talk erupted between the men in the room as everyone stood an prepared to file out of the conference room.
"Leo! Can you hold up for a second?" Tyler said. "You think you can get settled in down here by the 29th? That's only a couple more weeks."
"Yeah, I already gave notice on my apartment in Columbus. I just have a little more packing to do before the moving guys come. If I don't have a place by the end of the month, then I can dump my stuff in storage until I find a place."
Tyler held a folded piece of paper in his hand and gave it to Leo. "Listen, I have a friend in Coconut Grove who has a guest house. He's been looking for a renter for the past 2 months. Hasn't really liked anyone who has been interested. Give him a call if you can't find anything. It's a sweet place. Not super big...just one bedroom...but it's right off the pool on a pretty sweet property."
"Hey, thanks! Finding a place is on my to-do list today. I'll give him a call as soon as we wrap up here. Maybe Gene can drive me there so we can have a look?"
Gene and Leo pulled up to a driveway that had a large wrought iron gate stretched between two large brick pillars. The rest of the property was surrounded by a tall wrought iron fence. Behind the fence, the view to the property was obscured by tall arborvitae. There was enough room outside the gate to park the car. Leo had been given instructions to press the white button on the call box next to the gate on the left brick pillar. As soon as he pressed the button, the gate began to swing inward.
Leo returned to Gene's car and the two of them slowly drove through the gate. They could see the main house about 50 yards ahead. They parked the car on the circular drive in front of the main door. The house itself was of a mediterranean design of stucco and broad wooden beams under a barrel tile roof.
The door opened and a very fit latino man came out waving. He was only wearing a pair of silky basketball shorts. "Hello! One of you must be Leo! I'm Hernando Noriega." The man extended his hand, first to Leo and then to Gene. "Please, come inside where it is cooler."
"Thank you for seeing me on such short notice," Leo said. "Tyler spoke very warmly about you and said you may be have a place for me to rent. I've just been hired by Fuller Dixon and am relocating to Miami."
"Yes, Yes! I just spoke with Tyler on the phone this morning. He thought you might be just the person I am looking for to occupy my guest house." Leo and Gene followed Hernando through the main living room and out onto a beautiful terrace that stretched across the back of the house. Just beyond was a long swimming pool suitable for doing laps. It also looked like the perfect place for a chic cocktail party. The surrounding landscape was very lush and tropical and several seating areas were tucked into little alcoves in the vegatation.
Hernando motioned for them to sit on a long outdoor sofa under a pergola. "I'm only here occasionally, but I would like very much to find someone that I trust to keep an eye on the house. There is a modest guest house just over by that bouganvilla. It has a full kitchen, living area and bedroom. It isn't grand, but it might be perfect for a single person. Of course, when I am away, you may also have access to the main house."
Leo introduced Gene and explained to Hernando that he was a new pilot who would be joining Gene as a part of Fuller Dixon's Miami based flight crew. He may be working and away for several days at a time, but would otherwise be home and able to keep an eye on the property.
"It sounds like a very acceptable arrangement, to me," said Hernando. "Of course, I must explain a few more details which you may not find to your liking. First, I will tell you that I do not often wear clothing. In fact, I had to dig around to find a pair of shorts to pull on before you got here, " he laughed. "And Secondly, when I entertain it is likely that my guests will also not be wearing any clothing. Would that disturb you?" he asked.
"No, not at all. In fact, it sounds like something pretty compatible with my own lifestyle," Leo said. His eyes took in the beauty of Hernando's body. His skin was a deep bronze and appeared very smooth. There wasn't any hair on his chest, arms or legs, yet the hair on his head was very dark and thick. Gene, too, seemed transfixed by Hernando.
Hernando had very bright white teeth and he smiled fully at Leo and Gene. "You know, I remember you, Gene. I have flown on the Fuller Dixon plane several times with Robert Dixon. I have a large business in Venezuela. Fuller Dixon represents us here in the United States. I seem to recall that you were one of our pilots on my last trip to Caracas."
Gene brightened up and said, "Oh yes! I do remember that trip! I apologize Mr. Noriega, but you were wearing a business suit at the time and seeing you today is very out of context. Please forgive me. It's very good to see you again."
"Why don't we go down to the guest house and you can see if it is to your liking." Hernando stood. "I hope you don't mind if I get comfortable first." Then, he pushed down the waistband of his shorts and stepped out of them. Gene and Leo attempted to make it seem perfectly natural that their host was suddenly standing before them naked. But, they both couldn't help notice that his flaccid uncut penis was about six inches long and very thick. It was slightly darked than the bronze skin of Hernando's chest and had a thick but manicured patch of dark pubic hair which framed both his penis and his smooth balls.
As Hernando stood before them, he seemed to be enjoying the fact that they were admiring his body. Gene looked Hernando in the eye and said, "Well, it seems only polite that we join you in being comfortable." Gene pulled his shirt off over his head and unfastened his shorts and allowed them to fall to the ground. He wasn't wearing underwear and stepped forward to stand naked next to Hernando. They both looked at Leo.
Swallowing hard, Leo unbuttoned his shirt and let it fall onto the patio. He kicked off his shoes and pulled off his socks. Then he unzipped his pants and removed them. He was wearing a pair of briefs and it was clear that the sight of the two naked men was getting him a bit excited. "Oh, why not," he said. With his thumbs under the waistband of his briefs he pushed them down. As he straighten up, his cock pushed out in front of him nearly parallel to the ground.
Hernando approached Leo. He wrapped his hand lightly around Leo's cock and said, "You are the first person to come to see the guest house who has honored me by joining me without the pretense of clothing. I can also see that you can be trusted. If the guest house meets with your approval, I hope you will accept my offer to live there at a monthly fee that is comfortable to you."
The three naked men walked down a paved pathway towards the guest house. It was in a spanish style that matched the main house. The inside was beautifully furnished. There was a main room with an open kitchen toward the back. A sliding glass door lead to a small private sitting area. To the right of the living room was a door that led to a bedroom with a large king sized bed. The bathroom was ensuite and had a separate tub and shower, dual sinks, a bidet and toilet. The bath was done in a travertine marble that was very popular in the late 90s, but was still in very good taste.
"You would be welcome to use the furnishings, but if you prefer your own, I can have these things placed in storgage. I would want you to feel at home among your own possessions and not feel that you are here as a guest. There is also space for a car, if you have one, just beyound the guest house."
Leo walked around inside the small house and was very pleased with how comfortable everything felt. The kitchen was also slightly dated, but all of the appliances were like new.
As he turned back toward Gene and Hernando, he saw that Hernando was gently stroking Gene's cock. Hernando's penis was now fully hard and looked enormous. It had to be at least 9 inches and the foreskin had retracted halfway off of the head. A drop of precum was poised to fall from the tip.
Leo came to stand next to Hernando and took Hernando's cock in his left hand. He stroked it so that the foreskin pulled back to expose the dark shiny head. "Of course, I would want to be the best possible neighbor," said Hernando as he reached behind Leo and cupped his ass in his free hand. Hernando's fingers found Leo's hole and he teased it, feeling it open slightly. Then, gently slid his fingers up and down Leo's trench as Leo stroked his thick meat.
Leo was becoming crazed by Hernando's touch. He looked him in the eye and said, "Yes, I think this would be perfect for me. We have a deal. And I think I know just the way to seal our arrangement." Leo looked at Gene and said, "Care to help get me ready?"
Gene dropped to his knees and Leo turned with his ass just inches away from Gene's face. Leo continued to stroke Hernando and could feel more precum beginning to drip down the large latin cock. Gene spread Leo's ass and began to lick his hole. It opened as it became wet with saliva and Gene moaned softly as his tongue penetrated Leo's male pussy.
With Gene's preparations, Leo was ready, and he turned his ass toward Hernando and bent at the waist. He guided Hernando's large cock to the opening of his winking hole and slid back onto Hernando's throbbing member. Leo threw his head back as he was impaled on the monster cock and Gene moved to stand in front of him with his hands on his shoulders as Hernando slowly began to pump in and out of Leo's cunt. Each time Hernando pulled back, Leo squeezed his ass to close tightly around the enormous pole. Then Hernando would thrust forward until his cock was buried deeply in Leo's ass. Gene had to brace Leo for each thrust and Leo rested his head against Gene belly.
It didn't take long until Hernando had reached the point of pounding into Leo as he reached his orgasm. Leo could feel the hot latin cum filling his bowels, and as he looked between his legs, he could see cum splashing down on to the floor of the guest house.
Pulling his huge cock from Leo's ass, Hernando staggered slightly back and fell onto a club chair. Leo could feel cum escaping from his gaping hole and he reached back to hold it in.
"Madre de Dios! One of the best I have felt in many months," signed Hernando.
As they all regained their composure. Leo smiled and said, "I don't think I could find a more perfect place to live in all of Miami."
Hernando smiled and his white teeth nearly illuminated the room. "Come, my new friends. Let's have a swim in the pool. Then, we can find a lease and everything you need to move into your new home."
...to be continued.