1. First Class - Part 1


    Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Bisexual, Author: blin18, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

    setting out the glasses and pouring the champagne. “Consider your favour repaid, Bob,” she said, still eyeing Spike hungrily. “In full!” referencing her role in bringing Bob and Vicky together on the plane earlier that day. “Huh?” Spike said, looking up as he waited for the bubbles to settle from the first pour in each glass. “Never mind,” smiled Celeste, touching his thigh and shivering at the latent power in his thick muscles. “We’re just glad you two came along.” “Bob’s the man,” Spike said, looking across as Bob and Vicky sat down. “I was going to sit there and let you two cut those guys down on your own.” Vicky was holding Bob’s hand under the table and gave it a long squeeze. “To Bob, then,” Celeste said, taking a glass and toasting. They all clinked glasses and drank, Bob blushing deeply to the roots of his dark hair. ~~~ Sometime after 9pm, the lights went down and the TVs switched from sport to pre-mixed music videos. The music was pumped through the bar’s sound system and some coloured lights outlined an area of uncarpeted floor that could be charitably described as a dance-floor. It would probably work a lot better with the live music on Saturday night, but the selection was mostly nice, safe retro numbers; although Bob noticed that Vicky was unconsciously tapping along and moving to the music in her seat. They had all swapped stories of how they came to be here, leaving out the lurid details of what happened on the airplane. Spike balanced up what he was hearing ...
    against what he saw when Vicky and Bob found each other again and correctly reasoned that he wasn’t getting the whole story. Bob re-told the tale of how Celeste lured him back onto the plane and as good as asked him out right in front of the captain and co-pilot. Celeste gave a very uncustomary “Aw, shucks” look – she may even have been blushing – and everybody laughed at her gall. “Should Vicky and I give you two some private time?” Spike laughed, gently squeezing Celeste’s bare thigh under the table as if to suggest that he had no intention whatsoever of leaving her alone with Bob. “No!” Bob and Vicky exclaimed in perfect wide-eyed unison, and they all collapsed in gales of laughter again. The threads of conversation deepened as the alcohol did its work. Spike and Celeste did most of the talking; but Vicky paced her contributions matching Bob’s level of involvement and made sure that they interacted as a quartet and not two separate couples. She surprised herself by dropping some of her preconceived ideas of Celeste as being a bit of a diva; Celeste was what she was: beautiful, confident, and fiercely loyal to the people she liked. Vicky hoped she would stay with Celeste for the rest of her traineeship; she could see a rewarding friendship blooming with the older woman … just so long as she was careful to never get caught describing the beautiful thirty-year-old as “the older woman.” “So Celeste,” Spike steered the conversation back to what was clearly most interesting to ...
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