Page 14 of Alluring Adventure

“Good. I’m taking her out on a flight today as well,” I throw in casually. She’ll find out anyway. For safety reasons, I need to log all flights and who is on it, and I’ll have to take my tandem glider.

“I didn’t see that booking on the board.” She glances to the wall where all of this week’s bookings are shown.

“It’s not, this one is on the house. She said she’d like to try it and I thought maybe she—”

“Listen, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. If or what is going on between the two of you is only a concern for the two of you. Just don’t lie to me, right?” she stops me.

I nod. Saying nothing might just be the easiest option. But I owe her an apology for yesterday.

“Hannah… I’m sorry about what I said at the pub. I shouldn’t have.”

She drops into one of the chairs around the lunch table and I join her.

“You were right though,” she sighs. “With me not dealing with Mum, all the burden has fallen on you. I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t. I get it.”

“She seems better. I called her today about tomorrow’s lunch and she actually sounded chipper.”

“I know, right?” I feel relieved because I worry that my hope that she’ll get better stops me assessing her real state of mind.

“I still think she needs help, because the crash will come.” Hannah’s eyes are sad and I hate it.

“I know. I just don’t know how to get her there.”

“Ols, it’s not just on you. We need to get her there.”

We don’t say anything for a while. What else is there to say.

“I’m so excited,” Keeley squeals as I take her to the garage to fit her harness. I have prepared one that I think will fit her frame but we’ll try it here first to check it does rather than hiking up the mountain and finding out it doesn’t.

“This is your harness,” I hold out the black straps to her.

“Oh, didn’t know you were into kinky stuff,” she winks. The images that at once flash through my brain make me groan.

“Keeley,” I whisper a warning.

“Sorry, sorry, I’m going to be a…good girl,” she laughs.

I ignore the seductiveness in her voice when she says “good girl” and manoeuvre her behind a wide stand holding all our ropes.

“Step.” I kneel in front of her and hold out the loops for the straps so she can slide them on. Once both her feet are through, I drag them up her legs and fit them to her thigh close to her crotch. As I tighten them to see if they fit, I use the opportunity to slide one of my fingers over her covered pussy.

Keeley gasps in surprise before slapping my shoulder.

“Behave,” she moans.

“That’s for the good girl thing,” I grin up at her. She looks around, but we’re hidden from view so she bends downwards and places a kiss on my lips.

“I’ll always be yourgood girl,” she whispers against my lips. Always. That’s a lie and a half, but I don’t want to ruin the mood by calling her out.

I return to checking the harness and when I’m satisfied it is the right fit, I take it off and get it packed in with my seat plate and the canopy.

“Here,” I hold out a bottle of water and a power bar. “I have some more with me that we can have before we fly.”

“Oh, so no mid-flight peanuts? Not sure I can recommend that airline,” she jokes.

“No nuts of any sort,” I flirt back. And here I am breaking my own rule but it’s just hard to resist her.

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