Names have been altered.
My name is Brantley, I am a licensed pilot with my own twin engine plane. I travel all over the country, flying cargo, myself, clients, family and friends anywhere they need to go. Until one day I get a message from an old friend of mine named, Nicole, who was interested in using my services to fly to here home town during the Thanksgiving Holidays.
Nicole and I grew up in a small town and later graduated High School together. She was always such a beautiful woman. Blonde hair, blue eyes, slim waist but had a perfect ass and was busty for her size, but wasn’t to busty, perfect size for those who like a little more than a handful.
After we loaded up her luggage I helped her into the plain and told her where the wet bar was so she could make some drinks during the flight. She quickly indulged in the top shelf vodka I had. I thought to myself “she will be passed out before we hit cruising altitude. But boy was I wrong.