The weakness.
chapter 4 :
The weakness.
The crew walked out of the office and through the security checks that led to the aircraft.
Their luggage and handbags were searched and alcohol breath-testing devices were used on them.
Lisa felt awkward being the weak link among the crew.
The first time she was asked during her interview for the job about her weakness she mumbled a bit.
Her strength had been; friendly, respectful, excellent at teamwork, smart, looking good, goal-getter, love to swim . . .blah blah blah; whatever sugar coat words that suit the job, she was prepared!
But the weakness . . .I could only mention being shy …..SHY!
How will you relate with the passengers if you are shy? the crew manager asked.
'I have developed a good sense of humour with a smiley face, Sir . " she replied to him.
I won their hearts, all the three interviewers !!
I can't even imagine telling them the truth . . .my weakness is right between my legs; huge clits that throbs at the slightest provocation!
Any attractive male is a potential target of sexual imagination especially with an element of danger.
I observed the three interviewers for a few minutes. They are attractive males; their height, toned bodies, good perfume ….I guess the Aviation industry is for attractive people and a good hunting ground to flirt.
But first, I have to survive being at the bottom of the food chain ….pretending to be shy works well at controlling my urges; no eye contact, no imagination, no close contact, no temptation, no cock teasing and I need this job!
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The captains arrived at the aircraft and headed straight into the cockpit.
They review the flight details for the day and weather reports . . ." it's gonna be a bumpy ride "
Captain Chris stepped down and walked around the aircraft for the security checks, he saw the crew coming and checked his time.
They are late!
Good morning Sir…..they chorused.
He only nodded his head.
He observed them coldly as they clamped to climb the stairs.
The last one was trying harder to hide from his view, he turned to see her ass perfectly shaped climbing the stairs, this only irritates him further; The cabin crew are off limits!
Jane had seen the captain look at his wristwatch, they were 10 minutes late. This only increased her nervousness. She quickly assigned positions.
Natalie and Lisa work at the rear right exit.
Micheal and Tom work at the rear left exit.
Sandra will work with me upfront.
Captain Chris entered the cabin and sat on the business class seat, waiting for Keith to call for a briefing. He could smell fear emitting from the crew.
Fear
Chris pov
Fear; fear of losing a job? How about the fear of losing a brother !!
My heart aches for John, he was the youngest of the triplet by two hours: two whole hours.
Keith and I were the easy 'Push', same sac, same blond hair, same blue eyes. He came out first, I came out two minutes later.
John was in a separate sac . . .the un identical one with mama's features: brown hair, brown eyes.
Mama's favourite, she had withdrawn into a shell since the plane crash that killed John, two years ago.
It happened just after our 30th birthday party; No parent recovered from such!
She hardly goes out these days, her social life practically non-existent except when it involves Triad Air.
Tri..ad …..triple adventure; reminds her of John.
she says, soon . . .' we will meet three lovely ladies, fall in love and off to three different adventures.
Well, the three adventures might have involved John and his girlfriend Amanda but Keith and I, we will be fucking the same ladies or lady . . .he smirked.
They just can not tell them apart! It is tiring. I would rather do the punishment or the fucking than wear a name tag, damn.
I almost had a tattoo just to differentiate but why spoil the fun for the girls . . . there will be no excuse for fucking two brothers. The guilt is less or the other excuse…..blame it on the alcohol!
Lately, mama has been forcing Amanda on either one of us . . . sweet Amanda, she says; she loves your brother so much, she is from a noble family.
I don't have to worry about some petty gold digger, her parents are good family friends, better still we are business partners. I would prefer she ends up with Keith or you!
Now I do not intend any competition between you two boys, so wink at me at my questions; who is interested in dating Amanda?
Wide eyes.
Ok, smile at me.
Straight face.
At this point mama starts to cry ….oh John, sob. sob.
I hugged her first; " mama please, stop crying," we will decide between each other later.
Why can't you both decide now? Since you both attended the TWIN THERAPY orientation, it has become really weird around here.
You both have refused to have girlfriends, I'm not even sure you like girls; how do I get grandchildren?
Oh my, John. ..wail ...wail ..sob ..sob ...she cries the more.
Keith finally hugged her; mama, please stop crying.
We will arrange to take Amanda out for a date.
she pushed them away.
I said; one of you, I did not say "both". There is no we, there is only; 'I will arrange to take her out on a date"
What is the point of "twin therapy " if you do not understand it is high time you both lived your separate lives, separate rooms, separate beds! Just like John . . . more tears, sob, sob.
I can't even bear the sight of the two of you together, now leave me alone!
They looked at each other, they could not console her in this state and they left.
If only Amanda knew; the type of sex they had performed, the type they can not afford to tell mama. The type they do not share with John ….she would stop encouraging mama.
It happened by chance.