Flying Mile High Chapter 10
#19 of Flying Mile High
Joe rested his head on Gwen's stomach. He was overjoyed about becoming a father, but he didn't know what to say. He could feel that tiny part of him, resting away in his lover. Awaiting for birth, awaiting to be held and loved by the two of them. Gwen rested her hand on his head, and gently ran her fingers across his cheek.
"1st of July, 1996. You asked me out for the first time. It was also your fourteenth birthday". Whispered Gwen. She gently leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek.
"3rd of July, 1996. We were sitting on a bench at a local park, watching the stars fill the night sky. I saw a shooting star and made a wish. I wished that you would be my first kiss". Joe whispered back.
"3rd of July, 1996. When I was with you I saw the same shooting star. I wished that I would find a man who would love me protect me. We looked deep into each other's eyes, and kissed for the first time". Gwen looked into Joe's eyes, and saw her reflection from his pupils.
They slowly moved their heads towards each other.
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3rd of July 1996: Joe's heart raced as the world around him came to a stop. The two melted into each others arms, as their lips caressed each other. Joe took in the scent of her breath, and the smell of peaches began to overpower his emotions. He got carried away, and he fell to the ground taking Gwen with him.
Gwen screamed playfully, but the two of them ended up laughing as they embraced each other tightly, rolling on the grass.
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Presnt day: Joe opened his eyes and looked up at Gwen. The two smiled and they continued to cherish the milestones they have achieved.
"15th of August, 1998. First time we flew solo as student pilots". Whispered Joe.
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Gwen spotted the radio mast to the left of her plane and made a transmission to the tower. "Bravo Whiskey India 2 R. N.".
"Bravo Whiskey India. Follow the Cessna 152 to runway 29er left".
Gwen looked ahead and spotted Joe's plane around 10km ahead of her.
"Follow the Cessna 152 to runway 29er left, Bravo Whiskey India.". Gwen banked her plane to the right, and aimed her plane at Joe's Cessna.
Joe made the final turn in order to line-up with the runway before slowing the plane down to 65 knots for landing. He aimed the plane for the runway centreline before setting flaps to full.
"Foxtrot Oscar X-Ray, number one. Cleared to land runway 29er left. Winds 287 at 3".
"Cleared to land runway 29er left. Foxtrot Oscar X-Ray". Replied Joe.
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Gwen made her final bank to line up with the runway and pulled the throttle back to slow the plane down to 65 knots.
"Bravo Whiskey India, number two. Cleared to land runway 29er left. Winds 287 at 3. Follow the Cessna 152 on final".
"Cleared to land runway 29er left, follow the Cessna 152 on final Bravo Whiskey India". Reported Gwen.
Gwen dropped her flaps to 20 degrees and continued to follow Joe's aircraft as it continued to descend.
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Joe pushed the throttle forward as he maintained his landing airspeed of 65 knots.
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Gwen pulled the flap lever down to the full position and pushed the throttle forward to maintain her landing speed. Gwen watched in the distance as Joe raised the nose of his plane (flaring) before making contact with the pavement. Joe however, flared a bit to much and ended up lifting up again. Then gravity did its work and he fell back to earth.
Gwen was laughing her ass off as she watched the sucker exit the runway. Little did she know, the runway was racing below her and she was seconds from touching down.
*SLAM* *BUMP* *BUMP* *BUMP*
Gwen felt a sudden change in G-Force as she slapped her plane onto the runway. Gwen had forgotten to flare and now her plane is bouncing up and down the runway. Gwen screamed in fear as she forgot that she was the one flying the plane.
'FUCK! I'M RUNNING OUT OF RUNWAY!'. Thought Gwen as she slammed her feet on the brakes.
Gwen fell forward and felt her seatbelt catch her. A screeching sound was heard as the friction from the tyres grinded her to rest. Gwen looked out her window. She still had loads of runway left and she'd made the mistake of stopping on the main runway.
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Joe locked the control column of his parked plane and turned off the avionics. He was about to grab his belongings when he heard a propellor plane park next to him. He turned his head around and saw Gwen shutting down the engine. Joe opened the door and ran out of his plane. He ran over to Gwen's Cessna and pulled open the door.
"Joe what are you doing?. AHHHHH! PUT ME DOWN! I MEAN IT ASSHOLE!. PUT ME DOWN!".
Joe whisked her from her seat and carried her like a wedding bride back to the flight school.
Richard, their flight instructor was waiting at reception, listening to the radio scanner on the front desk with a husky puppy standing next to him. He smiled when he saw Gwen and Joe return from his flight.
"How was it?". He asked.
"It was good, but Gwen's landing was the best highlight!". Smirked Joe.
Gwen bitch slapped Joe's face.
"Let's go get your certificate". Smiled Richard. "But first I want to introduce you to my new friend".
Richard patted the husky's shoulders.
"Why don't you introduce yourself?". Asked Gwen.
"Ummm..... My name is Kyle Harrison. I'm 9 years old. Today Richard is taking me on my first flight. When I grow up I want to be a pilot. What about you miss?".
"I'm Gweneth Miles. Call me Gwen, and this is Joseph Williams but you can call him Joe. We just got our license today!".
Kyle looked very confused as he stared at the tall Rough Collie.
"But Gwen!. Girls can't be pilots. This is boys stuff!".
Joe and Richard laughed at Kyle's remark, whilts Gwen had a sour expression on her face.
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Joe slowly lifted Gwen into his arms, just like how he did on the day they flew solo. He carefully placed her on the carpet of the living room and ran his fingers across her face. Gwen closed her eyes as she slowly relaxed herself. Her heart was racing with excitement as she couldn't express how much love she had for him.
Joe slowly pulled back his sheath and placed it to the entrance of the Collie's lips. He slowly inserted his member, and he was surprised at how loose she was. Joe leaned forward slowly and licked her lips. Gwen slowly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. She felt herself tremble with excitement as their two tongues touched.
Joe felt her walls start to contract so he started to thrust into her gently, slowly in and out. Joe continued to French kiss his lover, slowly taking in the intoxicating smell of chocolate in her mouth. Gwen ran her hands across Joe's back, which amplified his excitement level. Joe started pounding her harder, as he stretched and relaxed her love hole with his member.
He felt his member getting wetter from Gwen's fluids with each stroke. He pounded harder and harder as her walls kept contracting. Now the two were moaning loudly as they were kissing each other madly. Giving one final push with all his might, he released his load into her. The two ended up panting as Joe crashed on top of her, falling face first onto the carpet.
"Let's head to a cafe. Just you and me". Panted Gwen.
A series of message ringtones filled the house. Sarah and Janice read the messages and ran to the two pilots who were still on top of each other.
"Joe, flight-ops just sent an SMS. They want the two of us to take a charter passenger to Hobart with a G6". Sarah said.
"Most of the flight crew from flight 452 are stuck in Darwin due to maintenance issues. We are part of the replacement team flying TA178 to Perth. In other words, all for of us are going overtime". Reported Janice.
The four of them stared at other. Then they all shouted the exact same word simultaneously.
"FUCK!".