Aviators

"There's a time for everything Fleur and this is dinner time."

She opened the cooker door and slammed it shut and then rattled pot lips.

He said gently, "I'm sorry."

She smiled and looked relieved and said thanks. She now realized how he must have felt when she rattled him when they'd first met that day.

During dinner when Fleur cleared the mains away Danny thought he should disappear soon. He understood women didn't respect men who had sex with them on the first date. Ronni would be an exception to that rule of course.

When leaving he said, "May I kiss you?"

"God yes," Fleur said huskily.

He pressed in against her stomach and breasts and tapped her lips with his and said goodnight, it was a wonderful evening and he felt pleased he was getting to know her. He tipped up her chin to take another light kiss and said she was the first woman he'd ever seen noon on their first day and hoped she'd offer him sex soon now that they knew each other a little more.

Fleur was left standing at the door feeling somewhat battered, but they hadn't had sex. She must be mentally battered. Just when she'd been ready to conclude he was teasing asshole who really wasn't interested in her for sex, he'd delivered that heartening comment that he was pleased they was getting to know each other more intimately.

Omigod, he was one of those guys who didn't do it on the first date to show his respect for the woman.

Fleur closed the door and returned to the kitchen how happy and patted her pussy and said, "Next time"

She worked away in the nude. She liked going around the house nude when alone and whenever she had a guy stay over because she felt comfortable and guys regarded it as an invitation to go again as soon as they felt recharged. Danny appeared to do things differently and probably would demand she dressed formerly to have sex.

Oh yes. Fleur's three favorite things were flying, sex and walking through her family's commercial flower gardens.

She worried about Danny. In some respects his conversation appeared to center on disconnected, irrelevant and even childish thoughts, er childish in the sense of teasing nonsense.

She giggled aloud when recalling his response to her comment about being carnally driven, something she hadn't meant to say but he said he hadn't heard of that kind of car. She couldn't believe he could get this far as a commercial pilot and be that dumb. It was impossible... oh god, he'd been playing some kind of game with her, perhaps to confuse her. But why? It was so ludicrous from someone who couldn't be a retard to have passed his aviator exams. Had he passed them well or had his just scraped through.

Fleur booted her laptop and used her password at the Capella Aviation website to access personnel profiles.

She made a note of the date of his upcoming birthday thinking she had one present she'd like to give him.

"Jesus," she said in admiration, reading his latest exam performance and finding he had always been a top-five student, even at high school and college where he completed a Bachelor of Science in Aviation Technology. At that college Danny had completed a Professional Pilot associate degree to gain his commercial pilot certificate. She read several glowing testimonials and found he'd also worked as a crop-dusting pilot, as a bush pilot flying a float plane and even spend nine months working as an air ambulance pilot.

"For heaven's sake, all that for a kid who is not yet twenty-sex or six?" she marveled aloud.

She then went to his personal page and read his account of how he began flying and there were pictures of his family, who now lived in South Africa and even a picture of Danny being put aboard his father's Piper PA-28 Cherokee when he was six months old.

"Ah born to fly," Fleur smiled.

She went to bed thinking Danny knew practically everything he really needed to know about being a pilot but he needed to learn how to talk to women and perhaps to even cope with their differences. In all probability Danny would have grown up being influenced by a dominant father.

* * *

Capella Aviation employed thirty-two operational pilots divided into two 'wings', Alpha and Bravo and the pilots in each wing worked accordingly to schedules, either on the early shift for late shift. The wings worked from difference buildings, each with their own café and rest rooms and because they were in different wings Fleur didn't see Danny next day.

However when Fleur arrived home that afternoon she found flowers had been delivered by a florist to her door, good quality flowers. The note read: 'Thanks for last night. I really enjoyed myself. I'm sorry I screwed you around verbally. Sometimes I feel inadequate socially and mouth off a little stupidly, like claiming I thought carnally was some sort of car. Sorry. I hope to grow up one day.'

That gesture pleased Fleur. So many men never bothered to say thanks and he'd also apologized for his eccentric behavior. Because of that confession she now had a more accurate understanding of him. He would benefit from some mothering and she was prepared to work on him; it was good to have a project outside of flying.

Fleur called him.

"Hi thanks for the flowers."

"I was nervous about sending flowers to the daughter of commercial flower growers so hand-picked them."

"You did well and I appreciated your note. Are you working this weekend?"

"Not according to our schedule."

Fleur kept it simply and her voice level.

"I'm going home this weekend. Would you like to accompany me? It's almost a four-hour drive and I'd appreciate having company and would like you to see the flowers. This is a busy time for my parents and their helpers."

"They employ helpers?"

"Yes about thirty at this peak time."

He said wow and then, "What about sex?"

"What about it?"

She thought she heard his feet shuffle.

"Um nothing."

"Danny?"

He sniffed and said she'd indicated she was interest in sex.

"That's true and you showed no interested in me carnally last night although you made a reference that perhaps we could head that way. What if I'm in a hurry? However I can have a relationship with you without sex."

"I hadn't thought of that. I um often have difficulty talking generally to females but when they talk about things that interest me like aviation, sex and fitness I switch on and cope."

Fleur thought that was interesting. She decided to speculate.

"Do you think you are superior to females?"

"Christ no. Look at you. I bet you are my intellectual superior and can fly pretty damn well. Just look at that Ronni Mitchell, she has more horsepower than most men and appears very competent in what she does."

"Has Ronni hit on you?"

"Let's put it this way. My instinct would be to back off because sexually she could eat me?"

Fleur giggled as said, "What about me?"

"To be honest, I think we would be okay together. You have a sense of calmness about you that I feel and you have great tits and legs and a pretty pussy."

"Oh god, so that's how you see me? Do you judge women how they could relate to your sexually?"

"I don't believe so. At least I'd not thought of it that way other than to think of some women appear sexually attractive to me."

"What those with a great smile, decent-sized breasts and strong thighs?"

He laughed and said he didn't think of thighs.

"I'm becoming more and more interested in you Danny. Please come to the farm with me this weekend. We could leave straight from the airport on Friday when we sign off, so bring an overnight bag."

"We can go in my vehicle if you wish?"

"No I have a new car and would like to get some miles on the clock."

"What did you buy?"

"A Nissan 370Z Roadster."

"Oh very nice. Red?"

"Yes. Be a good boy and I might let you drive some of the way."

They laughed and said goodnight.

They didn't get away on Friday until 5:50 because Fleur had a long flying day, working ten and a half hours all up with a rest period to keep within regulations. Danny had radioed her to get her ETA and to say he'd park by her vehicle in the Alpha Wing parking lot to save them looking for each other.

He drove because Fleur said she was tired. She told him to drive within the law and was asleep before they got out of the city. An hour later she awoke and said brightly she felt hungry and they should stop soon.

"I told mom we'd be late."

Fleur's parents who'd waited up for them looked tired and Fleur had whispered their working day began at 5:00 at this time of year.

"You are a nice looking boy," said her mom Danielle.

He smiled and said thanks and she looked as beautiful as her flowers.

"Oooh you sexy boy."

Danielle's husband Charlie said, "You must understand my wife is half-French. She says what she thinks and to hell with any embarrassment it causes."

"Well Charlie," Danny drawled, "looking at Mrs Davis I can see where Fleur got her good looks and great body from and from you I guess comes her easy disposition and perhaps her pragmatism."

"Oh you clever boy, welcome to our family," Danielle said. "I insist you call me Danielle and you wish to sleep here with my daughter yes?"

"Our daughter and no he doesn't," Charlie said.

"I say yes he does," Fleur said, "and that's you out-voted dad."

Charlie asked hopefully, "Danny?"

"In this situation I do what I'm told. I'm the houseguest."

For the next twenty minutes Danielle and Charlie asked Danny about himself and how he'd become associated with Fleur and finally Fleur said, "Off to bed you two. The cut-flower trade waits for no one."

To Danny's delight, Charlie shook his hand saying goodnight and then watched his wife kiss Danny on the lips.

"My folk are people of the land," Fleur said. "Most of their business life is critical on their ability to deal with people, to judge character. In saying goodnight to you as they just did indicates they accept you totally."

"Is that why you brought me here, to have me appraised by your parents?"

"God you are a big head in need of intense psychological programming to get your sense of perspective of yourself stabilized. No you idiot, I was due to spend a weekend back here and I was pretty sure mom would have you and me sharing a bedroom. So I killed two birds with one stone, as they say. Is this exhibiting intelligence or is it what?"

She got up to leave the table but Danny hooked an arm around her and pulled her on to his knee."

"I like the way you think baby. Now are you of a mind to give me a nipple to suck?"

"Omigod. Help yourself you over-sexed pervert."

She yawned and Danny thought he should be compassionate.

"Hey should we hold-off the exploration of bodies until morning, er early morning."

Fleur smiled appreciatively.

"I would like that option; I'm rather bushed."

They went to the bedroom and he said, "I now know where I'm sleeping. You bunker down and I'll watch TV to allow you to doze off."

"Oh you are so lovely."

"Um can I see your tits before I head off?"

"Of course, take off my top and bra," she said, holding up her arms.

Danny confirmed Fleur's breasts were two good handfuls and looked great unsupported.

He kissed them gently and patted her butt.

"Something tells me we are destined to be together.

"Funny you should say that," Fleur yawned. "Mom told me she'd like you to shaft her and I must make sure you stick around. I told her I was more than interested in you."

THE END