Pleasure Cove: Where love is hot on the beach! (16 page)

Chapter 26

Jose stood watching as Alfredo drove away with Miguel in cuffs. Then he headed for the bar to pour himself a drink. He had a motel to run, and he was still stinging from Miguel’s crude remarks about him being an 'easy mark.'  He shook his head in disgust.
Do I really need that banker setting a budget for me
? He thought.  He swallowed his tequila and shook his head.
Damn, I didn’t want Bob to be right again, but I’m afraid he is. Maybe I’ll talk to Juanita tomorrow,
he thought. She may have some ideas to help me get organized. At least the family trust would protect us from this mierda ever happening again. Maybe it would be worth it after all.

The next morning Bob read over Juanita’s computer report. It summarized how Miguel walked right into Pleasure Cove never expecting a trap. Juanita felt certain that Felix was working by himself and used Miguel to do his dirty work at the motel. Bob was not surprised to learn that Felix was just a minion trying to impress the timeshare company. His phone rang breaking his concentration and he was surprised to hear Mary’s gravelly voice.

“My boxes arrived from Pleasure Cove,” she reported, “So the computer is here in San Diego if you need to use it again.”

“No, it looks like Miguel is gone, Mary. Jose changed the locks on your doors and boxed up anything that looked like his. You don’t have to worry about him in your life anymore,” Bob explained gently.

“Thank you, Bob, another chapter closes and a new one begins,” Mary summed up sagely. “How’s Carrie doing?”

Smiling into the phone, Bob replied, “She’s still here and doing well.”

“Good, you hold onto her as long as you can, Bob. Maybe, I’ll drop by in a couple of weeks when I drive up to the Laguna Art Show.”

“We’d love to see you, Mary, give us a call when you’re in town,” Bob finished. He laid the phone down and heard Carrie behind him. She walked into his office only wearing her thong and carrying her coffee mug.

“Did I hear Mary’s name?” she asked coming to sit casually on Bob’s lap.

“Yes, she got her boxes from Jose and she really sounds happy that Miguel is gone,” said Bob as he took her mug and set it on the desk.

Linking her arm around his neck, Carrie kissed him on the cheek. “I noticed you didn’t tell her what a rat fink Miguel turned out to be.”

“No need to rub her nose into an error in judgment. I think this is all behind us. The boys just have to decide what to do next.  I still think the trust would be a good idea.”  He looked at Carrie and asked, “Would you like to go to Pleasure Cove this weekend and roll around on the sand with me?”

Carrie looked surprised then gave him a quick kiss as she wiggled in his lap, “I’d love to get you away from this desk for a few days.” He pulled her further into his arms.

“We’re delivering hospital supplies to the clinic in the village,” Bob explained. “One of the doctors we have on contract is letting me use his plane.  It’s a tax deduction for a humanitarian cause.” He ran his finger down Carrie’s nose, “And just so you know, my dear, it does have auto pilot. That is cruise control to you.”

“Oh, Bob, that is fantastic,” she cried giving him a hard kiss. “I can’t wait to undress you when we’re in the clouds- just you and me and all those controls. She held his head in her hands. “Will the tower be listening in?” she whispered as she looked at him seductively.

Bob shook his head laughing, “No, just you and me and the clouds. But, this plane has a console between the pilot chairs.  It will be like making out in a car with bucket seats.”

“Don’t you worry, honey, I’ll pack a pillow so I can stretch across the console. Maybe I’ll buy you a Captain’s hat and some of those epaulets to put on your shirt.”

Bob pulled her close and whispered, “Maybe we should get in some practice now?”

“Oh,” she whispered temptingly, “Can I take a rain check?  I have a work phone conference in thirty minutes. But, I do think practice makes perfect,” she touched his face.

“Sure.” Bob patted her on the butt as she stood grabbing her coffee mug. “What do you say we try sunset on the deck in the lawn chairs?  We can practice then.”

Carrie looked back as she left his office, “It’s a date.” Heading to her work space she pulled out her notepad and wrote quickly: pack a pillow, find a captain’s hat. She grinned as she sat down to prepare for the work conference.

Chapter 27

The days passed quickly as Bob and Carrie both worked long hours so they could leave early Friday morning for the weekend. The energy hummed in her body as she quickly packed her carry-on. She saved the hat and pillow to stuff on top so she could pull them out quickly once they were airborne.

With a sense of anticipation she mused to herself,
I feel like I’ve been sipping champagne.
"Hey, wouldn’t that be nice,” she whispered running to the fridge to see if there was a bottle tucked at the bottom. She pulled out a bottle of Brut and wrapped it in a towel before stuffing it in her bag.

Bob walked into the bedroom and did a last visual check. “Think you’re ready to head for the airport, Carrie? We filed a flight plan for ten.”

“I’m ready, Captain Bob.” She pulled out the hat setting it on his head. “I couldn’t wait to see you in it. Do you have your aviator sunglasses?”

Bob pulled them out of his shirt pocket and put them on. “Does that turn you on, baby?” he murmured walking up close to stand over her while he grabbed her bag. She could feel his body heat through his clothes.

“Aye, aye, captain,” Carrie teased following him toward the stairs. She dropped back a step so she could watch him climb. He looked mighty good from behind. “Your hormones are surging, girl,” she mumbled as she ran to catch up.

Bob climbed into the pilot’s seat and began his takeoff procedures checklist. Carrie sat quietly listening through her headphones waiting while he was thorough. He spoke with the tower getting permission to taxi the runway for takeoff.  She felt a thrill as they lifted to the sky climbing into the clouds.

After Bob signed off on the radio, he checked the controls then removed his headset and smiled at Carrie. “We’re on our own for a while.” Leaning forward, he kissed her lightly and pulled back with a twinkle in his eyes. “Where’s my captain’s hat? I’ve got the sunglasses right here.” As he put them on, Carrie pulled his hat from the back seat where she also stowed her pillow.

“Here you go, captain, sir,” she said demurely placing the hat at a jaunty angle. “Now open that shirt for me so I can touch you.”  She placed the pillow over the console and leaned forward to kiss him quickly. “You look damn sexy, captain,” she whispered.

“Why, thank you, ma’am. Can I help you out of your clothes?” He reached for the bottom of the T-shirt dress she had on and slowly began pulling it up her legs. Carrie helped him finish tossing it on the floor of the plane. Her nude body was framed by the clouds outside the window. “You look like an angel, Carrie.” Bob ran his hand possessively down her body as he admired it.

“I’m so excited about this, Bob. I’m not going to last long. It is a fantasy of mine,” Carrie sighed as she let out a breath. “Look at this” she said wistfully spreading her arms. “It’s like we’re floating on a cloud.” Turning to kiss him, she braced on the pillow to slip her hands inside Bob’s shirt. “Oh, I can feel your heart racing, too.” She captured Bob’s bottom lip and suckled on it before slipping her tongue inside. He was so hot in contrast to the coolness swirling around them.

His hands reached around her back massaging her shoulders. He brought them forward under her breasts. Carrie leaned back so he could have full access. He took advantage and massaged her breasts while her hands wandered down to his pants.

“Open your zipper for me, Bob. I want to kiss your cock before I take it in my mouth.”

Bob smiled and focused on loosening his pants to free his shaft. The second that Carrie touched it, she felt the juices flowing inside her labia. “There is nothing as sensuous as your cock, captain, sir,” Carrie joked.

Leaning over, she kissed the frenum then took the penis head into her mouth. Bob leaned back in his seat bracing his legs to give Carrie support. He rubbed his hand down Carrie’s back while she wrapped her tongue around his cock. He looked outside the window to watch the clouds float by as she took his shaft completely in her hands and mouth. “Ah-h, that feels wonderful, honey,” he sighed, “I am in heaven.” Carrie moaned and slowed her movements down so she could apply more pressure with each stroke.

Bob leaned down to kiss the back of her neck. His arm caressed her back and slipped around to cup her breast. He found her nipple and squeezed it.

“M-m-m,” she moaned. “You’re getting hard, baby.” Lifting her head, she surrounded his cock with her hand and pressed it down between his legs.

Bob took advantage of her upright position and moved his hand to cup her mound. “Let me inside you, Carrie, so we can come together.” She opened her legs and felt his fingers glide over her clitoris.

“This is beautiful,” she stammered looking out the window as the white vapor enveloped the front of the plane. She stretched up so Bob could fill her more completely. Her hand moved over him as his hand moved inside her.

Bob kissed her deeply thrusting his tongue in rhythm with their strokes. Carrie broke the kiss gasping as her orgasm rolled over her. She pushed Bob’s hand deep inside her where her body throbbed. Quickening her strokes on his penis, she soon had Bob’s semen flowing on her hand. Carrie kept stroking until his pulsing slowed.

“Welcome to the Mile High Club, captain,” Carrie said looking into Bob’s eyes.

He kissed her hard and ran his hand down her face. “I’ve been thinking about this for days and it was worth the wait. I bet I could come again.”

“Only if you come in my mouth,” challenged Carrie as she leaned down to kiss him.

“Oh, sweetheart, that was just wishful thinking.”

Carrie turned her head sideways so her hair brushed his genitals while she rubbed her hand up Bob’s chest. “I’m taking my orders from the captain. Now, just lean back and enjoy the ride.” She turned her head and took his shaft deep into her mouth. Up and down her head moved while her hand stroked his testicles.

Bob placed his hand on her hair so he joined her rhythm. Moaning as he leaned over her body, his hand ran down her back and gripped her ass before sliding deeper into her core. Just touching her wetness made her jerk. She raised her legs giving him freedom to flick his fingers up and down her labia.  He kissed her back as they worked each other into a release. The second orgasm was more powerful. Bob’s body jerked as Carrie sucked him dry, squeezing out every drop while she kneaded his balls and swallowed. She was gasping for air as she sat up and flung her hand over her hair.

“I hear the angels singing, Bob,” she smiled.

“No, that’s just me. I’m over the moon. I’m speechless that was so good. I love you, co-pilot.” He ruffled Carrie’s hair then glanced at the controls to make sure the auto pilot was on track.

Carrie reached back to grab a small bag and pulled out a warm bath cloth. “Let’s clean you up, Captain. We don’t want any telling stains to give us away when we walk off the plane. "

“You better let me do that, Carrie. Your touch just might set me off again.”

Leaning her head back, Carrie enjoyed the smell and sounds in the cockpit as they rolled through the cloud cover.  It was a secret thrill to enjoy it nude. She gasped in surprise when the plane broke through the clouds and blue sky surrounded them.

“It feels like magic, Bob. I see why you like flying. How did you get started?”

Bob looked out his window at the scenery below and focused back on the controls. “It was my therapy after my divorce,” he said slowly. “I felt so much was out of my control, and flying was something I could control.”

“Did lawyers make it complicated?  I’ve heard some horror stories from girlfriends.”

“Oh, it wasn’t just that. I was definitely the bad guy even from my own family’s opinion. I should have worked harder in counseling; I should have cut back on work to spend more time with my family. I finally moved to the West Coast to get away from the memories and judgments.”

He reached over and massaged her neck. “Let’s not talk about that anymore. You are a breath of sunshine in my life and I want to enjoy every minute of it. Especially, how you look now so lovely and sated. Your skin is still pink and your nipples are rosy.” He reached out to caress her breast. She stilled his hand with hers and leaned forward to whisper, “I’m in this for the good, the bad and the ugly, Bob. You can talk to me about painful memories anytime. I think one little part heals each time you talk.”

“Maybe you’re right, sweetie, but I know a special moment when it happens. I’m still feeling the afterglow, Carrie. Just seeing you like that makes me want to stroke your hair and nibble on your ear.”

“Want me to crawl over there in your lap? I know I could get over there, I’m just not sure how I’d get back,” she chuckled examining the cockpit.

Just then the plane hit an air pocket and the airplane bumped several times bringing them back to reality. “I guess that’s an answer,” Bob laughed adjusting a gauge. "Let’s climb a little higher.”

Soon they were above the clouds and flying smoothly. “I bet you do your best thinking up here,” Carrie commented as she stretched her legs out and got comfortable. “I used to run away and climb a tree back home so I could be by myself for a while.”

“You’re right. I did get the idea for the medical supply business while I was flying. My father was a doctor, my brother became a doctor and I just couldn’t fathom eight years of school so I did the next best thing.  I sold medical supplies to hospitals.”

“And now you’re helping a local clinic with some supplies. What are we taking to them? Antibiotics?”

“Bed pads, gauze, syringes, anything disposable that doesn’t have an expiration date.”

“Have you helped this clinic before?”

“No, I did this as a community outreach for the motel and my business. It is a tax write-off and I really do enjoy doing it.”

“Does the clinic know this is coming?”

“Yes, I called the director last week. She invited us to bring the supplies over tomorrow morning. They are having an Open House to announce a new family addition where they hope to deliver babies.”

“Oh, I only brought casual clothes, Bob. Do you think a sundress will be OK?”

“Sure, these people are casual, too, Carrie. You’ll be the prettiest girl there.” He reached over to stroke her breast lightly and let his hand wander down her leg.

“I love the way the light crosses your body, Carrie. Why don’t you make love to yourself while I fly the plane?  I like to watch you stroke around your love lips and give me just a glimpse of those soft pink folds.” He rubbed his hand across her mound and squeezed.

She laid her head back pressing his hand further down till it cupped her mons. Then opening her legs, she raised her body so he would have a full view of her core. “Wet your finger and then circle the labia. I want to see them laid open for me,” he told her.

Carrie opened her eyes and did as he asked. He placed one hand behind her head and turned her so he could kiss her while his other hand palmed her breast. His kiss ended and he moved to her ear where he blew warm air down her neck as he nibbled on her lobe. “I’m going to lave your ear with my tongue and I want you to love yourself at the same time.” Bob continued massaging her breast as he thrust his tongue into her ear.

The sensations built quickly inside Carrie since she was still primed from their lovemaking. She writhed, setting the thrusting motion with her hand giving herself freely to the sensations that shot through her body. Bob’s hand left her breast and came down to cover hers as she stroked her clitoris. Together their fingers delved into her vagina and she cried out, “That’s it!” His fingers quickly took over stroking and she thrust her body up to deepen his contact. “Keep doing it,” she urged as the waves kept coming. She tossed her head from side to side, “Oh, I’ve never had such a powerful orgasm without your cock inside me.” Her hand was trembling slightly as she brushed her hair back. “I think this whole fantasy finally caught up with me. It has been building since this morning. I couldn’t get you off my mind.”

“I’m glad we made your fantasy come true,” Bob smiled at her rubbing her leg. “I do love watching you, Carrie. I know you’re mine when you can let yourself go like that.”

Carrie leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “I couldn’t do it without you. You make me feel cherished, and that’s sexy to me.” She leaned back to catch her breath. “This Mile High Club is something else. I’m ready for a nap.” She yawned then glanced out the window at the land below. “So, we’re across the border. It looks like a big desert.”

“Most of it is. People tend to drive down the coast but we’ll pass miles of desert before we cut over to Pleasure Cove Then, we’re almost there.”

Carrie reached down for her dress to pull it on. “Would you mind waiting a bit before you dress?" Bob asked. "It is such a pleasure to look at your body in this cockpit. That’s my fantasy - having a babe as my co-pilot.” He grinned reaching up to touch her cheek.

“Anything for you, captain, you’re in charge.” She folded the dress and placed it at her feet while she made herself comfortable.  Changing the subject, she asked, “What do you think Jose and Alfredo have decided to do about Felix Jacada and the timeshare company?”

“I expect to learn the answer to that question today,” Bob replied. “I know what I would do, but it’s not my decision.”

Carrie looked at him, “Tell me what you would do.”

Without hesitating, Bob replied, “I’d write a letter to the CEO of Royal Hacienda informing him of Felix’s actions and suggest that he have a meeting with Jacada Construction so their wrongdoing doesn’t reflect on his company.”