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CHAPTER THREE

Aaron

My phone rang just as my foot stepped onto the metal rung. I grabbed my twin brother’s arm.

“Yo,” came my grunt. “Wait up. Damien’s on the line. Damien, my bro,” I boomed. “You’re on speaker. Andrew’s here with me.”

Because Andrew’s my identical twin. We’ve done everything together for years now. Played hockey when we were young. Roommates at college even. And finally, our empire. Oh yeah, we have a multi-billion dollar business called Aerodynamix, which is a holding corp. That means Aerodynamix owns other corporations, everything from dog food manufacturers to insurance. So yeah, Andrew and I have been called the new Warren Buffet, even if we didn’t live in Omaha.

“What up?” grunted Andrew, somewhat impatient. “About to board.”

But Damien Dawson was just as terse.

“She’s a good one,” his voice rasped, the connection a little crackly. “Real good. Treat her well, you’ll enjoy it.”

And with that the receiver clicked.

Andrew and I shared a surprised look. Because a thumbs-up from Damien is the equivalent of getting a pardon from the Pope after committing adultery. Man, the girl had to be something if our buddy had decided to call.

But hey, Damien is Damien. And we get it. Being CEO can be tedious. Lots of paperwork to review, lots of decisions to make. And the amount of travel would drive a sane person nuts.

So Elite Airlines was created by a group of my buddies in order to make the flights a little more enjoyable. Yes, there’s wi-fi on board. Yes, there’s a comfortable bed for red-eyes. Yes, there are good snacks and even better drinks, plenty of top shelf alcohol. It’s worth it for sure. Because when you’re in the air as much as us, who wants to go through airport security and breathe recycled air with the masses? Fuck no.

So yeah, Elite Airlines was formed by a group of billionaire CEOs. It aims to provide everything a man night need on a flight, including specific types of on-board entertainment.

Because we screen our stewardesses carefully. Or more accurately, we pay Helena to do the screening, with an eye towards a couple things.

Curves everywhere.

Sweet smiles.

And a willingness to serve.

Oh yeah, taking a ride aboard Elite Air is the perfect end to a long day of boring meetings and factory inspections. It was worth it hands down.

And Damien had just called to tell us that the newest stewardess was top notch. Holy shit. So massive figures towering, we moved like panthers up the metal ladder and into the small cabin.

Damien hadn’t exaggerated.

The girl was amazing.

Beautiful.

Lush.

Feminine.

Wide in the hips, heavy in the bust, with an ass that swayed enticingly. Pure heaven.

Because our thing has always been bigger girls. We tell Helena our preferences, and she complies. But this little filly was a winner hands down, with a rosebud mouth, big brown eyes, and long, brunette locks.

Plus that sweet smile, filled with innocence?

Perfection in every way.

My bro and I were hard already.

But Joanie acted like everything was normal. She took our suit jackets and hung them up as we buckled in for takeoff. And once we were off, the call light came on, Andrew and I hungry already.

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