Oriel, part 16 by Joe Rathbun ORIEL GETS HER CAREER BREAK! BUT SHE MUST RULE IN HELL RATHER THAN SERVE IN PARADISE Oriel zapped all those ideas to Allen so fast, it left him a little dazed. Still dressed in the white g-string, he sat on the chair, already warmed by Oriel's body, and began to think and think and think... "So I'm to quit work and become Oriel's... REALLY become Oriel's dependent... a no-income-producing provider of sex, companionship and practical assistance... Pilots move a lot... I COULDN'T hold a job, I'd always be moving... What do Co-Pilots make?... 25,000... 35,000 a year?... Huh, she'd be the head of the house-hold and I would be... a house-husband... I guess..." Allen rose from the chair and whispered emphatically to himself, "By golly, so be it! If that's what she wants, and she has the career, then I'll be her... I wonder if she wants to marry... Well, I'll be her what ever companion!" Allen paced around a bit. Then he finally, turned off all lights. It was getting light outside in earnest now anyway, as the time was about 7:30. He drew shut all shades and curtains. "My goodness," thought Allen, "they have been open all this time! And with the lights on! Boy, anybody looking out the windows of that apartment across the street over there sure got a show!" He laid next to a slumbering Mona Bukhari, the Arab Lady. She was naked and without any covers. Allen carefully pulled a sheet over her and himself. He laid on his back, sharing her warmth and stared at the ceiling, thinking. Before he knew it, he was asleep. ALLEN MUST FEED MONA A FEW MORE TIMES Allen was jostled awake by a heavy, hot presence over him. He opened blurred eyes and met Mona's big brown eyes afire with lust! He realized Mona had come to life and was over him, panting heavily. Her wet crotch was thrusting to and fro on his body, bumping his limp penis. His g-string had been removed, apparently by Mona! Allen remembered falling asleep with it on! "Hi there!" she sang, eyes twinkling. "Mmm! Hi! Hmm, this is nice!" "Is it? Oh, I'll feel it gettin' hard... Mmm, can I... OH! WOW! There it goes, on IN! OH! That feels so filling, so GOOD... OHH... OOOHHHH! OOOHHH! Man, that feels SO GOOD!" "OOHHH! Yeah! But don't you want me to suck your... what was it she said..." "OOOHH, OOHHH, OOHHH, NO!, Don't bother, I'm about to - OOHH, OOOHHHH, OOOWEEE!..." Mona screamed, quaked and shook over him as exciting orgasm stormed through her body..... She panted, relieved, "Oohh, oohh, man, that felt good! Nothing like a good fuck to start the morning, eh, Allen?" "Uh-huh! That's for sure!" Mona pulled Allen and herself to their sides. They remained embraced with Allen's penis still hard and DEEP inside Mona. She climaxed so fast, he had not the chance to ejaculate. But since he had a few times before that night, it was okay. He decided he liked just letting his penis "hang out" inside this big, hot, Arab gal. She was relieved and relaxed, and began to nod off to sleep. He did not wish to disturb her. With her eyes closed, her long, black eye-lashes plus face framed with wavy, black hair were exceedingly cute and pretty. And his penis enjoyed her soft, warm interior. Allen himself eventually fell asleep. The couple both snoozed a few minutes more. Mona woke up first and noted Allen's penis softened and slipped out. She got out of bed, covered Allen with a sheet, and took a shower. Allen woke up from the sound of the shower. He noticed the loving gesture of Mona placing the sheet over his completely bare body. Completely naked, he decided to surprise that impish Mona. Getting more confident and bolder now, he entered the bathroom, whose door was not locked, and stepped into the shower saying, "Need some help lathering up?" "OH! You STARTLED me... YEAH! I need some help! And I'll help you!" So they both showered together again. Using the excuse of lathering each other up, they let each other's hands take grand tours of each other's bodies. Afterward, Mona sat in front of the vanity mirror and blew dry her luxuriant wavy locks of black. After that, she stood up, spread her big, long legs a little and turned the blower to her curly pubic bush! She even styled it a bit, "teased" it and such as one would do with their... head-hair! Allen noted with interest! When Mona finished, her crotch-hair was full and curly, a tempting sight for Allen's fingers. Mona put the blower away and glided up to Allen with hips swaying, then put her arm on his shoulder. "I done it for YOU! Go ahead Allen, run your fingers through it!" Allen's penis grew and throbbed as he said with a definite quiver, "Wow, styling pubic hair, THAT'S a NEW one... to me anyway. But it sure looks nice!" Indeed, Allen lost all his fingers in that thick, black bush. Mona closed her eyes and groaned. Allen suggested, "Why don't you squirt that orange juice all in your cunt again? Then I'll..." "Oh, you don't gotta do that for me. I know you're not used to..." "I want to! I like to see what it does to you! I'm like a boy with a new toy! I enjoy using this new thing Oriel taught me!" Mona Bukhari smiled a big, impish grin at Allen. Then her eyes sparkled - she shimmied hips and hopped and skipped to the bed. She laid down near the foot of the bed on her back with feet drawn to body, knees in air and legs spread... and WAITED! Allen's penis already lengthened some to rubbery-hardness as he knelt at the foot of the bed, opened her vagina's lips, found that projection of flesh and sucked away... with accompanying intense groaning, moaning and heavy breathing from Mona! Allen noticed... NO ORANGE FLAVOR! She forgot in her excitement. But that didn't matter! She was well bathed and clean, he enjoyed it any way. Her moans and screams of pleasure were contagious. Without any other stimulus, just hanging in the air, his penis grew to full length and maximum hardness. It even began to throb and ache... Mona's pelvis-thrusting, moaning and panting became more and more intense until her crotch was slapping Allen's face. He let go of her genital's meat, climbed up over her and rammed 12 hard, aching inches deep in her body. "OOOHHHWEEEE!" she wailed and wailed through her usual violent orgasm, as did Allen. Gushing powerfully, his spewing penis filled her to over-flowing with his "cream", until it came coursing out of her vagina along with her own secretions on to the bed. She simmered down, panting heavily, nearly passing out. With Allen's penis inside her, both snoozed for a while. ORIEL'S CAREER BREAK GOOD NEWS FOR MONA TOO RRIIING!! The jangling of telephone bell woke both of them up with a start. Mona and Allen looked at each other, wondering who should answer. "I'll answer!" Allen volunteered. He jumped out of bed, still naked and answered the telephone. Mona came up behind him and wrapped her arms around his trim, slender waist as he answered "Hello". She laid her head against the back of his head and shoulders and "purred" while he heard none other than Oriel's excited voice come back at him. "Oriel, it's you! HI! It's after nine now! Are you calling from the jet?" "No, I'm at the airport, with good news! I'm CAPTAIN now, of a flight-route into the Middle East! It was that meeting yesterday! I rant and raved... well... as much as one dares in front of her Boss... and when I came in today, the one Manager said he recognized a girl with drive and courage when he saw one!" "WOW! ORIEL! That's GREAT!" "They couldn't find any Pilots for a number of routes from either New York or Washington DC, through any of a number of European cities, and on to one of a number of Middle Eastern destinations. They practically gave me a choice of routes! So I choose a route that goes from New York, through Paris, France, and on to Riyadh in Saudi Arabia. Mona says she has relatives there. And... and... that's another thing! They're short on Flight Attendants! I got Mona a job on that very same flight-route! As a Flight Attendant! She has the training, it was just long ago, that's all; before she went to college. They said that's okay. They're having a hard time filling positions!" "But Oriel! You know why don't you!? The hijackings!" "I know, I know! He was very clear about that. He says that they will prepare false identification that says I'm Mexican... since I look like one. That plus the fact I'm a woman will make it easier for me maybe. You see, those hijackers usually are Muslim extremists... they won't do to women what they do to men, especially United States or Israeli Men. That's the two countries they hate the worst, United States and Israel! Anyway, all other Pilots are chickening out, leaving all these positions open!" "But still, a hijacking is dangerous, they might make an exception to a woman who is a Pilot. Even if not, it would be no picnic! That's not a very good route." "Look, he says since Reagan bombed Libya, hijacking threats are on the way down anyway. In the future, it want be so bad. The risk is low! I SIMPLY CAN NOT PASS UP THIS OPPORTUNITY! I'd rather be the Captain with meaningful duties than wasting away like I have been." "Hmm! Well! CAPTAIN ORIEL! That has a nice ring to it." "Yeah! You already experienced a taste of me! You know how I like to be the boss. I'll take being Captain on a plane to baboon-land any day over sittin' around in that right seat, twiddling my thumbs doing nothing on a plane to... to... male-dancer-land! Hah-hah-hah!" "Hmm! Have you ever read MILTON, Captain?" Allen had to back the phone from his ear as peals of hearty laughter came bellowing forth from Oriel, "HAW-HAW-HAW-HAW-HAW!... Okay! Okay! To answer your question, just like that 'fine Scotchman', no, I have not read Milton. But as Captain Kirk explained to Scotty, about what Lucifer said before descending into the pit, 'I'd rather rule in hell, than serve in Paradise!' Yeah, I saw that episode of Star Trek too, along with others, about twenty times! You're just like me... you could probably act out any part of those Star Treks, you know the lines so well!" "Hah-hah-hah! I guess you're right! That stuff tumbles out of me from time to time! Well HEY! CONGRATULATIONS ORIEL! You're my hero! When do you start?" "Monday! I guess we can't go on that canoe trip. Oh well! As compensation, I'm bringing YOU with me!" "Oriel, that's expensive! You don't have to..." "Hush that! It's done! I get special discounts anyway. Besides, I can afford it! My salary now is going to be 48000 a year to be increased to 51,000 a year after six months!" "WOW! That's right! I forgot those high salaries of Airline Captains! What about Mona, can you lay some out for her to go too?" "She's gonna be Flight Attendant, I told ya! She'll be with us... Professionally! Is she there?" "Yes! She's right here!" "Did you take care of her needs?" "Yes! Sure did! Fucked her twice! She sure has a lot of passion for sex!" "Of course! She's a big, healthy gal! Let me speak with her. There are a number of details I have to inform her about for the Flight- Attendant position she is to start on Monday." "Okay, Oriel!" He handed the telephone to Mona who had been straining her ear to hear what this was all about. When informed, she jumped and bubbled with delight. Although not a Piloting position, being a Flight Attendant was just fine! They talked a while as Oriel informed Mona of various details, but not until Mona answered some questions from Oriel about how Allen treated her sexually. Mona answered enthusiastically about how Allen OFFERED to suck her clitoris, and how he did it very well even though she forgot her "orange flavoring". Mona also said Allen knows how to control his penis very well. After that, they talked business. Mona Bukhari completed the conversation and hung up. She smiled big at Allen and said, "OH! I guess you heard!" She jumped and twirled and sang a few bars in Arabic. She shimmied her hips, an action Allen found arousing, especially now, with her buck naked and that ample growth of blow dried bush in her crotch. Standing there stark naked himself, he felt his penis hardening out, but paid no attention at first. "What language is that you're singing in? Arabian?" "Uh-huh! Sure is!" Mona answered with her sparkling eyes taking a quick glance downward at Allen's lengthening penis. "Happy about your new position, eh?" "Mmm! Not just that, but I'll get to see my Uncle, two Aunts AND my Mother in her new position as Solar Energy Adviser to the Saudi Government! I haven't seen her in so long, and I'm so happy to get a touch of my roots... Wheee!" and she twirled again, her wavy black hair flinging out in a graceful circle. "Solar Energy Adviser?" "Sure! With all that burning desert, my ancestral land is just GREAT for solar energy development! That petroleum is NOT gonna last forever, and it's time the Saudis consider solar energy... BEFORE a crisis brought on by dwindling reserves!" "You're still Saudi? You have no accent. How long have you lived here?" "Since I was a girl. Originally, my Mother and I are from... an obscure, little known Middle Eastern land. It's near Saudi Arabia. My Mother was educated in this United States and became a citizen here. But without much trouble, with her education, she became a citizen of Saudi Arabia. Saudi Arabia is the finest country in the Middle East in my opinion. They're the most modern, one of the richest, and have a decent foreign policy. They're not so extremist like some other Middle Eastern countries, although they have Muslim extremist factions. My Mother COULD apply for me to become a Saudi citizen and move there, but I'm gonna wait 'till they're a little better with women." "How so?" "MY GOSH! Although already considered modern by Middle Eastern standards, you wouldn't believe what women have to go through because their men are so paranoid about sex! First of all, women have to dress head to toe, LITERALLY, in long clothes that usually include a veil and a shroud. I LIKE to dress like that... SOMETIMES! I have a couple complete out-fits made in Saudi Arabia of robes, veils and shrouds. It's neat-o to wear out sometimes. But NOT ALWAYS! And then sex... oh man! Forget it! No sexual freedom at all for women! Allen! Can you imagine me, of what you have seen so far, dressed head to toe, everything covered, and no freedom to push... OOHHH! To push a big, long, hard throbbing cock into my cunt... like yours there!..." Mona, with her animated gesturing which included a lot of sensuous hip movement, plus the shimmy she did earlier, plus her gorgeous nude form right now standing seductively with a gentle "S"-curve to her body just a few feet from Allen, aroused his penis to steely hardness. Long, thick, hard and throbbing, Mona's eyes traced an outline around his penis... it was sticking WAY up, and away from Allen's flat hard tummy in a gentle comma-like curve, as if beckoning, offering its pleasures to Mona... She stepped up to him, raised herself on tiptoes to clear her crotch over his penis, and, guiding his penis with her fingers, let herself down on his penis, pushing it deep inside her while her arms embraced his slender, hard waist... "OOOHHHHH! OOHHH, MAN! Can you imagine ME! Not being allowed to fuck and fuck and, OH, fuck, and fuck - OOHHH! OOHHH! Fuck and fuck and... and... OOOHHH!..." And so they descended into their passions once again. And just as well, fine celebration for her new job and possible opportunities to visit relatives long not seen! Oriel came back that afternoon with tickets for all three to fly to New York where Oriel's new "home-base" would be. The next day, they found an apartment, much nicer than the cheap places Oriel had always rented before. And being New York made it all the more expensive. But with Oriel's big salary and Mona's not-so-big but considerable salary combined, they could handle the expensive rent. And Oriel wanted Allen to have a nice home. Without a job-world type job, he would have no pay, completely dependent on Oriel or Mona for anything involving money. And although he would be going on the first flight with Oriel as Captain, usually this would be his home and would be staying there for two days and intervening night alone while both Oriel and Mona are out on their route. Oh, such is the life of a Pilot's man!