A note to readers:
This is a long story that unfolds chapter by chapter through the eyes of two protagonists -- Mark and Elsa, and as in many of my other stories involves a growing spate of horny characters.
Every ten chapters or so I will provide a short summary at the start of that episode to bring new readers up to date (see below).
This story could appear in a number of genres (Loving Wives, Incest, Lesbian, Fetish, and more) depending on the chapter, but the overall theme is Group, so I have applied this moniker to all chapters. The story is still being written, yet I intend to post a new chapter every couple of days. Enjoy.
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Synopsis of Story to This Point.
Elsa Conner and billionaire Mark Worthington meet at a party, only he hides his true worth and identity from her in fear this nice girl might be another gold digger trying to get into his wealth. They date, but when the truth is discovered Elsa breaks up with him in anger over his lack of trust in her. In love, he grovels his way back into her good graces only she sets a condition of reestablishing the relationship as the equal involvement of her sister Cindy. The trio fall deeper in love. There are some awkward moments where Elsa and Cindy work out how they'll date their new boyfriend and whether to be exclusive. To test their relationship, they meet and enjoy a sexual evening with Tom on a weekend vacation. Later, Mark's cute new secretary Melanie gets added to the relationship. After holding off to assert their independence, Elsa and Cindy move in with Mark; Melanie soon joins them in living in Mark's posh condo. They all learn more about the ever-present bodyguards and security guards around Mark managed by stoic Lucas.
Mark's long time aide Sheila eventually joins the sisterhood. He established an office dress code for Melanie and Sheila -- no undies. Several parties are held that devolve into happy sexual events among friends. There's a kidnap attempt on Mark that gets foiled. Mark meets Brita, a Danish woman he strongly resonates with. The four girls pick-up Ryan, Deke, Mike, and James at a club, and establish group-to-group fuck buddy relationships with them. Ryan introduces 'The Experience' -- an intense A-spot orgasm -- to the women; Mark learns and applies the technique on Brita and later to others. Cindy and Elsa get deeper into martial arts and handgun training motivated by the kidnap attempt on Mark. They get a chance to use their martial arts in a club one evening when dealing with some drunken men.
Mark arrives home from a trip to find a full-scale orgy underway that Elsa, Cindy, Melanie, and Sheila have orchestrated with the men they picked up at a club. One of the men Deke is their firearms instructor. Mark happily joins in the party. The girls hold a swing party and one of the guests brings KC -- a talented artist, who Mark and the girls fall in love with, and who loves the group and its sexy lifestyle. Tom joins in, especially now that he has agreed to work for Worthington Industries. A vacation to a Mexican villa is planne; Brita, KC, and others join in the fun and sex at the villa. KC and Brita receive love rings like the others have. Elsa and Cindy seduce Lucas -- Mark's bodyguard. Marcia, the other key bodyguard, prepared to seduce Mark. The girls keep up their instruction in urban survival and weapons training.
Returning from Mexico, the rest of the circle of friends join the Mile High Club in Mark's large custom 737 aircraft. Back at work, Elsa and co-worker Sean are sent to Las Vegas to iron out problems getting a condominium project approved by the city. While there Elsa does a fabulous strip tease. She also counsels Sean about breaking out of his life's unsatisfactory rut, and bringing his wife Pam along on the new journey. Pam comes to Vegas and the fun starts as she gets in the spirit of change. Sean and Pam eventually come and enjoy one of the sex parties Mark, Elsa, and the others conduct. At work, Mark has Melanie present some improvement ideas to one of his businesses with great success. Mark and KC take a romantic trip to Europe. Eventually, Sean and Elsa's boss at the architectural company leans of their new sexual relationship; Greg asks that he and his wife Kim be included.
A pipe bomb is discovered attached to Mark's limousine, but turns out to be a hoax. Several other incidents happen including a drone watching at a sex party and a gross package of a dead rat and five mice delivered at a restaurant. Mark and the girls are being stalked and threatened. Cindy and Elsa continue to take martial arts and weapons training, expanding to include defensive driving and awareness about bombs.
Mark and the sisters form a sexual relationship with Greg and Sean, architects where she works, and their wives Kim and Pam. The women are given The Experience by Mark and predictably fall in love with him. Some planning work goes into a new house outside the city and land is purchased. Summer sex parties are held on the land by the river passing through. The stalker strikes again several times, his attacks falling on Mark, Elsa, KC, Melanie, and Sheila, but Elsa and Cindy eventually catch him. Mark is furious at Elsa and Cindy for putting themselves in harm's way to catch the stalker, Myron Tanner; he punishes them. They also meet Troy and Dan in a club and have an erotic one-night stand with them. The girls also start flying lessons.
Chapter 50 -- Buying An Airport. Selling an Orgy
Mark
If Elsa and Cindy were going to fly, I wanted them in the safest planes with the best training possible. I had their instructors checked out several different ways, and they received exceptionally high ratings as instructors who imparted an attitude of safety to their students. Both men had been military pilots and so had several thousand hours of flight time.
The planes and the flight school were another story. An absentee manager who showed up once a month to audit the books owned the airport, hangers, maintenance shed, and planes. He kept a steady pressure on everyone not to spend money, and I surmised that apparently meant that some maintenance got deferred.
To put matters to rest and ease my concerns, a new shell corporation of Worthington Industries clandestinely bought the Air Ranch Airport and Flight School, including all assets that included the land, hangers, buildings, maintenance facility, and ten aircraft. The absentee owner made a killing, but I got control of the situation.
My first action was to make Scott and Wes co-managers of the facility, including maintenance. I had them hire two new full-time A&P mechanics, and the edict was to bring every plane up to peak operating performance, with safety the primary concern. I also asked that they start with the Cessna trainers since there were going up everyday with student pilots in them -- including Elsa and Cindy.
I hired a local marketing company in the name of Air Ranch, Inc., with instructions to work with Wes and Scott to beef up the advertising for the flight school and charter flights that used some of the larger aircraft. I also found out that Wes and Scott were ecstatic about the changes, and working five times harder than they ever did to make things a huge success for the secret investor who was different from the last one in that he cared about safety, growth, and morale. Everyone got a long-overdue raise. I'd asked for weekly progress reports from the airport managers, and daily reports of any significant problems. I wanted to know not only the financials, but also what was happening to the planes and other airport activities.
I used the marketing company as my bridge to Wes and Scott. Through them I suggested they buy some new aircraft to use in flight training, and gave them a budget for the purchases of five million dollars. Several almost new Cessna 172s soon graced the flight line. I was told by my chief pilot John that they did very well in their purchases.
One day, a construction crew rolled onto the scene at the airport. The men stripped out the moldy interior of the offices, shop, and waiting areas in the Air Ranch buildings, and by week's end, had refurbished the interior into modern, well-lit areas and added both landside and airside porticos that oozed welcome and success to prospective customers. The following week things were painted, inside and out, and flashy new signage added, including a large LED sign out by the highway touting what fun it is to learn to fly. A week after that an asphalt crew showed up to make both auto and aircraft parking areas look well cared for.
I received a report at the two-month mark that business at the airport had doubled. Wes and Scott wanted to hire two more flight instructors. Approval came down to them, provided only candidates with the highest qualifications were added. Safety was the primary concern above all else. I kept beating that drum.
Separately, I suggested to Elsa and Cindy that they take a week off work and do a concentrated program of study and flying to complete their private pilot's license and to put them through part of the training they needed for their commercial and instrument ratings.
Thus, just after all the facility improvements had been made and time booked with Wes and Scott, two of my girls reported everyday to Air Ranch for all day flight training and ground school. They were making good headway, and on Thursday of that week they each passed the flight test for the private pilot's certificate. They could carry passengers for the first time.
As a congratulatory present for the two of them and since they could fly with each other for the first time as each other's passengers since they were officially signed off, Wes and Scott led them to a large hanger and opened the large mechanical doors. There waiting for them was a Cessna 210 with a big red bow wrapped around the nose cowling and a huge tag that read 'Congratulations Elsa and Cindy'.
I happened to be standing beside the plane as the hanger doors opened with a smile and two keys -- one for each girl. Elsa and Cindy were all over me. Scott and Wes went over the plane again, very carefully, even though they'd had their maintenance facility go over every inch of it even though it was a new aircraft fresh off the factory floor in Kansas. The girls probed every detail of the plane too, particularly its instrumentation. It held six passengers, some luggage, and was loaded with state of the art instrumentation and had retractable gear. I'd also ordered the available larger engine for it, so it topped out at over three hundred horsepower. I never asked Sheila what it cost.
