The Estate - Day 06.2

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Charlotte and Charlene made their way forward to Rebecca and Lea. Lea was comforting Rebecca as best as she could, all while laughing and trying to explain to the pale young woman what a thrill the ride was.

A few soda crackers and a bottle of water later and Rebecca was almost back to normal.

Charlotte suggested, "Maybe you'll feel a little better if you walked around a little. Let's go up to the cock-pit and you can tell the Captain what you thought of his takeoff."

Rebecca nodded and Lea helped her stand up. The two women slowly made their way forward as Charlotte and Charlene followed them.

When they got to the cockpit they could hear Charles and Richard talking. Charlotte said, "Dad... one of our guests really enjoyed your take-off, the other one is still recovering."

Charles and Richard turned around and smiled at the four women.

Richard said, "Rebecca, why don't you sit down at the flight engineer's station. Just don't touch anything."

Rebecca nodded then folded the seat down and fastened the belt as soon as her butt touched the cushion. Charlotte and Charlene both chuckled.

"Can I get you anything Dad, Ric?" Charlotte asked.

Charles replied, "Coffee... Please. I need something to keep me awake. This plane is so automated there's not much for me to do. Besides, I didn't get a lot of sleep last night."

Charlene quipped, "Neither did we Dad."

Richard said, "Charlotte, thanks for swapping out the test package for a spare fuel tank... too bad we didn't have time to fill it. We may have to put down in Kansas to refuel."

Charlotte asked, "What about Air to Air Refueling?"

Richard replied, "There is an air force compatible receptacle installed just in front of the co-pilot. It's the same one used on F-16s. But, it's not on the test schedule for a month and the last time I checked there was a problem with the retraction mechanism and the air pressure equalization seal. "

Charlotte stared at Richard and said, "Alejandro and I fixed it yesterday. It just needs to be tested. Why not today?"

Richard turned back to the computer display and typed in several commands. He then turned back to Charles saying, "She's right. The diagnostics are all green except for the air-speed interlock."

Charles nodded and said, "Altus... Altus Air Force Base in Oklahoma. They are a KC-135 Tanker base and training center. Do you have any contacts at NASA that could see if they can help us out?"

Richard nodded. It was obvious that he was not happy with his test schedule being accelerated, but he was willing to try. Richard typed in a few commands into the console in front of him then picked up the handset between him and Charles.

Charles said with surprise, "I didn't know you could patch the air-phone into here."

Richard nodded as he said, "It's not part of the user-interface yet, but it will be a standard feature." Richard looked out the window as he started one of many conversations with several different people.

While Richard was on the phone Charles turned around and said, "Just so you know, the deflection is working perfectly. We're on auto pilot right now, the computer has complete control. We're traveling well over Mach 2 which is about two thousand miles an hour. All of the pressure wave energy is being pushed up and behind us. The FAA approved our super-sonic test flights provided we operated over sixty thousand feet. We're currently at seventy two thousand feet."

Richard terminated his call and said, "One more I can try. Let's hope he's awake."

Everyone watched and listened to Richard's side of the conversation. At one point he wrote down some numbers and letters on the palm side of his finger.

Rebecca turned around and excitedly pulled on Lea's sleeve when she saw what he had written. Lea smiled rested her hand on Rebecca's shoulder then leaned forward and kissed the side of her head as she whispered, "That's either him telling you Ric is your soulmate, or he telling me that I'm supposed to be on this plane. Maybe both, either way... I feel better."

Rebecca squeezed Lea's hand as Lea continued to lean forward to look out the window.

Lea said, "It's so smooth. I don't feel any of the bumpiness I do on a commercial flight. It's like I'm standing on solid ground."

Richard spoke into the handset, "Thanks. Do the best you can. We'd appreciate anything you can do for us."

As Richard returned the handset to his normal position, he turned back to their passengers and said, "That's the computer and the dynamic surface doing its job. It's controlling all of the flight surfaces and making changes faster than we could think about doing them and those changes are smaller than you can imagine."

Richard then looked at Charles as he continued, "My contacts are trying, but they could not commit. We' need to make a decision in about ten minutes. Are we going to land and add another two hours to our travel time, or wait for a tanker that may never appear and hope that you can glide us into White Sands or Edwards from altitude when we run out of fuel over Oklahoma? Of course that's also our only option if we do find a tanker and the air-to-air refueling doesn't work."

Lea said, "You don't mix words too often do you Ric?"

Richard replied, "It would be a waste of time... but my Mother has been suggesting I try to inject more humor into my conversations."

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Alameda bent over the edge of the desk and said, "Paul, It's my turn to thank you."

Paul pulled out of Amarissa then pushed himself into Alameda. She moaned quietly as he filled her up. Paul alternated between the two women about every ten strokes.

Paul was also watching his Sister and Wife getting reamed by Armando and Alejandro on the couch in the living room. Rosalyn was also getting her fill of Hunter as she held her knees and moved herself up and down on Hunter's massive cock.

When Armando and Alejandro switched pussies, Paul switched between Amarissa and Alameda. This process continued on for quite some time. All five women climaxed several times.

Karen was the loudest at expressing her satisfaction, Amarissa was a very close second with her volume, but she won the award for most creative use of vulgarities during an orgasm.

Rosalynn was the quietest. She would moan or grunt every now and again, but Paul could tell by the bright flashes of red on her chest that she was enjoying a series of back to back climaxes as she continued to impale herself on Hunter.

Paul pulled out and guided Amarissa and Alameda to their knees. They looked up at him and pressed their cheeks together as he stroked his cock over their faces.

Amarissa reached up and cupped his balls which must have pushed the right button at the right time as he grunted out his explosive climax all over their faces.

Alameda's hair had long strings of Paul's cum spread across her brow line. Amarissa faced was coated in large glops of Paul white cream. Both women shared kissing the head of his spent, but still oozing penis.

Paul watched from his office as Karen squeezed Armando's cock between her large dark breasts and he gave her a rather impressive pearl necklace.

Heather knelt in front of Alejandro as he jerked off into her mouth. She kissed and sucked the tip of his cock before looking up at him and swallowing.

Rosalynn had let Hunter climax inside her and she was now sprawled out on top of him as the two rested in the recliner.

There was a loud grunt and a moaning scream from the kitchen as Lola and Luca climaxed at the same time.

Somebody's phone rang and they all scrambled to find out whose's it was.

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The cock pit was silent for a long time. Charles stared out the window trying to figure out if he could do it.

Charlotte spoke up and said, "Dad, remember that movie we watched with John Wayne as a co-pilot on a flight from Hawaii to San Francisco?"

Richard interjected, "The High and Mighty, Nineteen Fifty something... Black and White."

Charles replied, "Yes..."

Charlotte continued, "That's how close my estimates are."

Charles replied, "Yeah... mine too."

Lea said, "Look... I was happy to take a commercial flight. All of you are doing far more for me than I could possibly repay. Please, let's land and do what's necessary then we can resume our flight. I would rather get there in one piece than end up in the bed next to my brother in the hospital."

Charles turned to Richard and asked, "So... who do we have an agreement with for service and support in Kanas? Is there a NASA facility nearby we could use instead?"

As if God was watching over them a rather grumpy and annoyed voice came over the speaker, "November-X-Ray Six Niner One Experimental Concord this is SILKY transmitting on GUARD. Acknowledge."

Charles said, "I guess someone watching out for us after all."

The grumpy voice sounded even more annoyed as it repeated itself, "November-X-Ray Six Niner One Experimental Concord this is SILKY transmitting on GUARD. Please acknowledge."

Charles pulled the trigger on the yoke and said, "SILKY this is November-X-Ray Six Niner One Experimental Concord transmitting on GUARD. We read you loud and clear."

There was a long pause before the voice tersely replied, "State your authorization code."

Richard read "R1C-BR0" from the pen marks on his fingers then held his hand up for Charles to read them.

Charles spoke, "Romeo One Charlie Bravo Romeo Nada-zero"

"Roger Six-Niner-One," the voice changed to a much kinder almost playful tone as they ask, "I thought someone was pulling our leg. Please Confirm Concord designation."

Charles pulled the trigger again and said, "Confirmed X-Ray Concord."

"Ok then... We understand you want someone to check your oil and wash your windshield? Six-Niner", the voice jokingly asked.

Charles smiled as he replied, "Yes please, and a sip of Go-Go juice would be nice too."

"No Problem Six-Niner. Squawk Six-Nine-One, Please." The voice replied.

Richard turned a dial next to a short row of numbers and pressed a button next to the display as Charles replied, "Roger Squawk Six-Nine-One."

The voice returned saying, "Stand by... need to adjust my scale..."

"Fuck... you weren't kidding about the Concord designator... stand by..." the disembodied voice seemed to mutter before the signal was terminated.

When it returned the voice had returned to its previously professional tone stating, "Six-Niner-One... change your heading to three-one-three degrees, in twenty minutes descend to forty five thousand feet and reduce speed to five hundred. Contact ETHEL-Forty-Two on GUARD." There was a long pause then, "Please advise if black."

Charles replied, "Roger SILKY, change heading to three-one-three degrees, in twenty minutes descend to forty five thousand feet and reduce speed to five hundred. Contact ETHEL-Forty-Two on GUARD. We are white SILKY. Repeat, we are white. Standard Fighter protocols are satisfactory. Blackbird preferred."

"Roger Six-Niner-One. Will advise ETHEL-Forty-Two. We'll keep an eye on you and pass along any course corrections if necessary. SILKY out." The voice replied.

Rebecca said, "Isn't that kind of racist? Telling them we're white?"

Charles and Richard laughed as Richard said, "It means we're not a secret flight. We're not spies returning from a covert op somewhere."

Rebecca nodded her understanding and asked, "Why are we telling them we're a Concord. Those don't fly anymore do they?"

Charles replied, "It's the only supersonic designator on file with the FAA and in the ATC systems, otherwise they won't' know how to deal with a plane as fast as the Spoon."

Richard asked, "Why did you ask for Blackbird protocol?"

Charlotte answered before Charles could saying, "It tells the tanker to fly at their maximum safe speed... saves us time and the Spoon flies better when flying fast... Right Dad?"

Charles nodded his concurrence.

Lea said, "I can't thank you all for doing this for me. I really can't"

Richard said, "Technically you're doing us a favor. Because of you we've be able to accelerate our testing schedule by almost a month. If we break the cross-country records I think we're going too; our sales department won't be able to keep up with the demand. This is really a very good thing and if we get picky about it... you're just a couple of stowaways' on an unscheduled test flight."

Charles said, "We don't have the protocols for an in-air refueling documented yet. I'm going to follow the ones I remember when I flew... aircraft back in the day. I'll ping the PA when we're getting close. You'll feel us decelerate and drop in altitude. When that happens, I strongly suggest you all strap yourselves in and we'll let you know when were done.

"Here's your coffee Dad." Charlene said as she passed it to Lea, who passed it to Rebecca who passed it to Charles.

"Thank you" he replied.

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It was Armando's phone that was ringing. He answered and stepped away to take the call. Paul sat back in his chair and looked down at Alameda and Amarissa. They stood and he reached out and grabbed their hips.

Paul was somewhat forceful and rather insistent when he turned them around and had them bend over his desk again. He tapped his hands between their legs and they opened themselves to him.

He quietly said, "You two are not done thanking me..."

He then inserted his index finger into Alameda's pussy slowly, but persistently. He used the index finger on his other hand to do the same to Amarissa. Both women moaned quietly as he gently moved his fingers in and out of their pussies.

Armando walked into Paul's office followed by Alejandro. Both men stopped and watched Paul finger their wives for a moment. Both Alameda and Amarissa had their heads down and their bodies were twitching as Paul enjoyed himself.

Armando said, "I just got a call from one of the letter agencies. They wanted confirmation that Richard was not joking when he called them to ask for an air-to-air refueling.

Alameda struggled to ask, "I thought there was a problem with the ARA Boom?"

Alejandro replied, "Charlotte came up with a rather simple and elegant solution for the retraction arm and coupling sensor placement. The boom is fully functional and ready to be tested."

Alameda moaned out her understanding, "Good..."

Armando continued, "Our contact is in the process of authorizing a priority refueling effort out of a base in Oklahoma."

Amarissa moaned, "Goodddd... I was worriedddd they would have to lllaaannnndddd."

Amarissa then begged, "Oh God Paul... right there... keep rubbing your finger right there..."

Alejandro smiled at his wife as she climaxed and said, "I'm going to setup an air-call with Charlotte and brief her on the marketing plan. Would you object if I let her know about her title change?"

Paul shook his head as Alameda moaned, "Gooodddd IIIDDDEEAAAA... OHH Paul... I don't know what you're doing back there, but...PLEASE... DON'T STOP..."

Heather entered the room and smiled at her Brother. She lowered her head down to Amarissa and Alameda and said, "He won't stop. You two will have to push him away or beg him to stop. He did that to me and Karen when they first started dating for over an hour. I almost past out."

Amarissa turned her head toward her Mother as she said, "I'm not moving until she does."

Alameda moaned after turning her head back to rest on her arm facing the desk, "Oh god!..."

Alejandro's phone rang again. He stepped out of the office to answer it.

Rosalynn walked past him as she walked into the office. She smiled and said, "Alameda, let me trade places with you. I've got the hospital on the phone and in exchange for our services, they will provide Lea and Rebecca VIP treatment."

Paul pulled his hand away from Alameda and she slowly stood up. As they passed each other, Rosalynn give Alameda her phone. Alameda continued out of the office as Rosalynn bent over in front of Paul.

She looked back over her shoulder and said, "Richard loves to do this to me in his office all of the time. Especially when he's got a tough problem to solve."

Alejandro lowered his head to his panting wife and said, "I think we've got something new to try when we get home."

Amarissa whispered through her gasping breath, "Yes Master."

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Rebecca felt her stomach climbing into her throat as the Spoon descended rapidly. She felt better when it leveled off and even more so when Lea took her hand.

Charlotte unstrapped herself and made her way forward. She checked on her passengers and said, "I'm going to go forward and watch. You to stay here and stay buckled in just in case."

Charlotte moved forward and before Charles or Richard noticed she was buckled into the flight engineer's seat. She quietly watched as Charles maneuvered the Spoon behind the large KC-135 Stratotanker.

She listen to them joke with the boom operator as they lined up behind the long tube extending out of the back of the tanker.

Richard entered a few commands into the console and the AAR boom she helped make functional swung out and locked into place. Charles slowly increased their speed until the nozzle penetrated the receptacle. Charles sped up just a little and kept his eyes on the coupling and their distance from the tanker even after Richard confirmed, "Locked and pressure equalized."

As was the rest of the flight the refueling process was as smooth as silk. Charlotte did not feel a single bump or the slightest turbulence after their initial coupling while they remained under and behind the large tanker.

Richard looked over his shoulder and said, "The home office radioed while you were in back. Alejandro wants you to call him. You can use the handset there at the engineer's station. I'll patch you through..."

Richard types in a several commands into the console then waived his hand in the air at Charlotte. She picked up the phone and said, "This is Charlotte..."

Charlotte's conversation was shorter than the refueling process, but longer than she expected. In fact the fueling process itself took longer than she expected but when they were done Richard disconnected the receptacle and Charles allowed the Spoon to drift back and slightly below the tanker.

Richard closed and secured the refueling arm then turned around and said to Charlotte, "You do good work. The probe retracted and sealed perfectly. Now we just need to install the Navy version on the other side."

Richard turned back to Charles and said, "Ok... all of our tanks are full, including the spare one Charlotte had installed. We're good to go."

Charles smiled as he pulled back on the yoke and pushed the throttle forward quickly. Richard and Charlotte were pushed back into their seats by the sudden vertical acceleration as the Spoon raced up and over the much slower tanker as it veered off to the right.

"DAD!" Charlotte cried out, "I know you love your job... but really..."

A few minutes later Charles looked back at Charlotte as he click the PA button and said, "Ladies... this is your Captain speaking. We are currently flying at an attitude of seventy six thousand feet and cruising at Mach five point one. You are all now part of a very, very elite group of people who have traveled at hypersonic speeds."

As Charles made his announcement, Charlotte spread open her legs and showed him her panty less pussy.

He paused and smiled as he stared between her legs. He winked at her then continued, "Our ETA to Portland is twenty minutes. If you need to use the facilities, now's the time to do it."

"Five point one?" Charlotte closed her legs and asked her Father with a great deal of concern in her voice.

"A test is a test... besides I know this plane can do it. You and I are the ones that taught it how." He said with a smile.