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"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. We have commenced our descent and expect to be landing in about 40 minutes. The temperature in Las Vegas is 87 degrees and, guess what, it's a beautiful day for football."
She turned off the screen.
"Aww!" I whispered, grinning. "Couldn't you have waited for a commercial?"
She found her sunglasses and put them on. Two mirrored lenses stared at me.
"Shame on you, Hughes! Have you no respect for our employer's privacy?"
Her face was quite emotionless - for about three seconds, then a wicked smile gradually fought its way out. Both of us broke into laughter. In the HUD, we could see ghostly images of the four, the two women leading the way to the shower.
I allowed myself to admire the girls' bottoms for a moment. They were worth admiring.
Jan sighed, stretched a little, then refastened her collar button and pulled up her tie before leaning back in her seat.
"You did a passable job with the takeoff, Rook. Let's see how you do with a landing."
"Really?"
Some captains could be quite stingy with landings and takeoffs. This was a treat.
She just nodded.
I adjusted my seat, reached for the sidestick.
"Copilot has the controls."
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When we'd come to a full stop, I began the drills to turn everything off. I could feel the aircraft shift as our passengers began moving around in the cabin. Her eyes still watching me, always supervising, Jan climbed out of her seat, stretched and yawned unashamedly. For some reason, I wasn't too busy to notice the way her bosom stretched over her blouse.
I noted another four hours and ten minutes treasured flying time in my log, then joined her.
"Let's go," she said softly.
Geordie and his guests were waiting by the door. Geordie looked relaxed, but no less eager to disembark than any other passenger after a long flight. The two women were dressed, their hair in place and their makeup perfect. Aldo's wet hair suggested he'd had a shower, but that was it. Aside from slightly red faces, the four looked like they'd just boarded.
I hurried to get the door open and lower the stairs.
"Take your time," Geordie said. "Game's not until tonight,"
He looked at Jan.
"Nice landing, Captain. We'll see you in the morning?"
"Thank you," she replied, "but that was actually Karen's landing."
One eyebrow rose a fraction of an inch. His smile had returned when he turned towards me.
"Nice landing, then, Karen. Good to have you with us."
After confirming that we had rooms reserved at a nearby hotel, he led the others out into the dazzling sunlight. The others gave us a gracious thank you as they passed, which is always appreciated. Mia actually gave me a private wink; I was surprised how quivery it made me feel.
A man in some sort of uniform pulled a baggage cart out of their way as they headed towards a waiting limo.
Four minutes later, luggage and baggage in back, the limo drove off, leaving us waving at it as it passed. I sensed Jan relax slightly when it was out of sight, but jumped just slightly when I felt her hand slip into mine.
"Like the man said, nice landing, Rook."
It wasn't a particularly professional debrief, but, on the whole, particularly after watching Geordie and his friends, I decided I rather liked it, liked the way her hand felt, too.
Those blue eyes still seemed to fill my world.
I squeezed back, wondering.
And watched her smile grow.
if not for this story, then for one you think is better.
in a workplace -- in this case, an airplane. But now they've landed.
If - if - there was to be a sequel, how do you think it should play out?
No promises, but feedback would be welcome. Oh, and have fun next time you fly!
We have the photos.
- COMMENTS
wwaldripabout 9 hours agoEnjoyed reading the story, and the antics of the mile high club I have heard stories about
LoveIsGood9 days agoThoroughly enjoyed the story. The cabin was hot as could be; the cockpit seemed entirely professional with a nice mix of welcome and hazing. And a lovely undertone in a simple finger touch - held. The particular front office was especially delightful for this 72yo PPL/Inst@750, mostly a Tiger. Just really fun and done very well.
Next? I dunno - long enjoyable lay overs with emphasis on CRS communication. Great locations. BiOps with the Big Pax. Connections pleasantly developing. Maybe some 50 Shades of SkyBlue and CAVU.
Can you last longer than, umm, Caleb??
Anonymous11 days agoThis was a great story, and I suspect might have some aviation DNA in the family tree, but more likely, she's just a great researcher, which is essential to good writing. I hold type ratings on the Falcon 6X, 8X, and 10X. I suspect the latter was the subject of your story. Two things jump out: first, it will be hard for her to be on the flight deck with a little over six hundred hours simply because corporate operators have insurance requirements that must meet certain risk mitigation metrics. That's especially true if they fly CEOs and other executives/celebrities, many of whom have employment contracts backed up by huge corporate life insurance policies with "risk prohibitions." It's a case of actuaries versus regulators. My employer requires 2500 hours, with an ATP and multiple type ratings as a plus. Yeah, the F.A.A. has the 1500-hour B.S., but that's to fly 121 operations, but by default and de-facto, that spills over into operations where the economics can sustain it.
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Second, is that even flying corporate jets, CRM (Crew Resource Management) is required by both F.A.A. and EASA, and part of that is designating "pilot flying and pilot monitoring" by flight segment. While it's not unheard of to let a F/O take a landing to get experience, that hand-off needs to take place well before the landing briefing. Normally, we only do that on deadhead and ferry flights.
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Last, a plane this size would definitely carry a cabin crew member. The real heroes of our operation are the cabin crew, almost all of whom have college degrees and can handle almost any situation. Every corporate operator I know of who operates anything larger than 6-8 seats uses a cabin crew of at least one. A Falcon X of any type will have one, especially for safety reasons. Our 10s usually carry two, especially in the higher configurations.
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Also, flying high-end corporate, you've got to be ultra discrete. I don't have social media except for an FB accessible only to family and close friends, with no mention of my employer. Like your fictional crew, I am often requested by certain clients, and that can be a double-edged sword. Some clients can maintain a cordial, even friendly relationship past the flight deck door, but others must be managed like children.
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Your story is still in the top 5% of aviation tales in terms of realism, which makes it enjoyable. However, truth is truly stranger than fiction, and when I've gone on to the 121 Show, which is happening this summer (training June 10th), I will write a book...
Biologo14 days agoThe four passengers have demoed their skills. A next episode ought to explore and evolve those with the joy sticks.
Actingup15 days agoOh, beautifully done. And yes, pure fantasy, but fun. As to what happens next…. Let’s just focus on the two of them at the hotel for now?
