Paul's Story Pt1 (fm:one-on-one, 4286 words) [1/2] show all parts | |||
Author: volmerguy | |||
Added: Dec 22 2007 | Views / Reads: 2492 / 1974 [79%] | Part vote: 8.88 (8 votes) | |
I thought I was enjoying life, but a spur-of-the-moment invitation led to something far better than a good job or toys for the weekend. | |||
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Well, here it is. I seem to be genetically incapable of writing a short erotic story. I find this a bit annoying sometimes; my aim is to entertain my readers, not bore them to sleep. This entire story numbered over 15000 words originally and I've had to hack it all over the place to cut it down to something reasonable. I hope like hell it still reads well. Here's Paul's story:I was 29 and I was on top of the world. My job as a member of a design engineering firm was going really well, I was earning a good wage and best of all; I'd recently bought a quarter share in a Piper Super Cub on amphibious floats. 160 horsepower of pure fabric-covered freedom; it was a wannabe bush pilot's wet dream. My parents made vague protestations about putting the money into a deposit for a house, but you can't fly a house. I'd been fooling about with aeroplanes since I was 16 and paid for every minute of my flight training myself; it was tough going, but I made it. Dreams of an airline career faded when I realized that I loved flying too much to have it reduced to watching a computer fly a roomful of instruments from one side of the world to the other for me, so I became a recreational pilot and got on with the other stuff that interested me. A few of girlfriends came and went, but for one reason or another it never felt exactly right.
The syndicate had a morning meeting one mid-summer Saturday at a café on the small airfield where we had the Cub hangared to discuss finance and upcoming maintenance. I was keen to get the meeting over with because I ...
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