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The curvy girl made her way over.
“Gentlemen,” she said, leaning forwards so the view of those big boobies got even better. Shit. Double Ds at a minimum. “Here’s your paper and some champagne and warm nuts,” came that soft voice. “Is there anything else I can get you?”
Well, since you’re asking.
But there was no sense in being brutes, we had a couple hours to play.
So I invited her to sit, gesturing with one hand.
“When did you start?” was my growled question.
The girl didn’t sit, instead hovering, that luscious bod taking up our fields of vision.
“Just a few days ago,” she acknowledged, biting her lip. “I spent six weeks training at flight school, and then got this job. I was very lucky,” she rushed. “Thank you for hiring me because as I understand it, you own Elite?”
We nodded.
“Sure thing,” rumbled Andrew. “We own this outfit with a couple of our friends. But tell me,” he said. “What made you become a flight attendant?”
The girl blushed then.
“It’s wasn’t my dream job,” she confessed. “Not that I don’t appreciate it,” came her quick words, realizing what that sound like. “It’s just that after graduation, my family didn’t have money for college. Not four years at least, so I wanted to work a little before applying to school. And this seemed like a good fit.”
We nodded.
“What are you looking to study?” I rumbled curiously. College isn’t usually what our stewardesses aim for. More often they’re wannabe actresses and models trying to save up money before heading out to Los Angeles. And Elite was the right place to be, our girls get paid real well.
But still. Joanie was interested in college. This was a change for sure.
Nodding her head, the brunette took a deep breath then.
“Well, I’ve always been interested in science,” she confessed in a low voice. “So I was thinking about becoming a chemist.”
Her words were so soft by the end that Andrew and I barely caught the last part. But we heard. Because a chemist? That was about as far from acting and modeling as you can get. Something to do with art or literature would have been more fitting, or maybe social work or environmental justice. So chemistry was real different.
But Joanie nodded again.
“I’ve always gotten good grades in my science classes, and I love all the experiments. Putting on the gloves, mixing things, and then watching action and reaction. It’s amazing,” she confessed once more, cheeks going pink. “Mother Nature is filled with mystery, and chemistry is a way of understanding those mysteries.”
I nodded thoughtfully. Because I often feel that way about my own job. Being CEO means being a jack of all trades, but originally, it was the numbers game that caught my eye. Our respect for the girl skyrocketed then, gazes curious.
“So how is working as a flight attendant gonna get you there?” I asked gently. “Is there something about this job that’s relevant to chemistry?”
She laughed then, tipping her head back and exposing that long, swan-like neck. Our mouths watered seeing it. Shit, Joanie was so lovely.
“Oh no,” she said, shooting us a smile. “I’m just doing this for the money. The pay is good, you know that,” she said, blushing wildly again, “but I just want to save as much as possible before going back to school.”
Andrew and I shared looks. Because the pay is generous for sure. There was the six figure salary, which is already double or triple what new flight attendants make. But the real money comes from the bonuses. Because every time she’s with one of us, there’ll be a parting gift of sorts. Cash and jewelry were common, not to mention clothes and even an apartment once. So yeah, working for Elite can turn out really well financially, if the girl’s what we’re looking for.
And Joanie was just our type.
“So it seems you know a little about us already,” rumbled Andrew casually. “Or at least how the airline works. Can we ask who you’ve met so far?”
She blushed.
“Mr. Dawson and Mr. Childs,” was her soft admission, pink cheeks going even rosier. “They were very kind.”
My bro and I shared a look. Kind was one way of putting it. Damien has a thing for girls who squirt, and Charlie likes anal. Had those motherfuckers already done that?
