A nap

"Uh... I guess I could use a nap?" you respond. You look at Nazreen and Karolína hopefully, wondering if one of them would be offering their warm bodies to cuddle up with.

However, Bruno says, "Great, I'm going to take over from the pilot, give him a break," and both ladies seem to be exited about going to the cockpit and ask if they can join him.

"You can fly?" you ask.

"Oh yeah. I'm the co-pilot on this flight actually. Don't tell anyone I wasn't in the cockpit the entire time, okay? Haha. You can go lay down in any of the cabins in the back, through that door that Nazreen came through," Bruno says. He then pauses as Karolína leans over to him and cups her hand around his ear to whisper something. Whatever she said, it causes Bruno to grin and nod, before he turns his attention back to you. "Actually, use Cabin 2. Should be snug and cozy. Leave your clothes here, Carla will have them steamed and ready for you by the time we land." After that, Bruno heads off to the cockpit with Karolína and Nazreen on each arm.

You go through the door that Nazreen came out from, and it leads into a hallway down the middle of the plane. It looks like there are private rooms lining the hallway and each cabin has a illuminated number on its door. You head to the first door on your left labelled "2". The inside of the cabin is dark with the windows shut, but you can make out a basic cabin, with just enough room for a luscious king-sized bed. The bed feels soft as you climb onto it and lift the covers and crawl in, ready for your nap. However, you're surprised when your shoulders touch against something warm. Almost immediately, you feel something in the bed move. The next thing you know, a woman is shrieking and you panic, jumping out of the bed pulling the covers with you, and fumble around in the dark for the light. Eventually, you find it and your eyes adjust to the light, while whomever was in the bed lays there, looking up at you.

"Who the hell are you?!?" she asks, using her hands to cover her ample breasts. The only article of clothing on her is a pair of white laced panties that's barely a strip of cloth. She looks stunningly beautiful, with a well-toned and shapely figure, flowing black hair, and seems of Persian descent. She looks vaguely familiar to you.

"Uh, John? John Colins. I'm a guest of Bruno," you stammer, trying not to stare, but you can't help it.

"Oh. Yeah, I guess that makes sense, since this his a private jet and we're in the air," the woman says.

"He uh... I said I wanted to lay down and he told me to use this cabin. I can-" you stop yourself from offering to go to another cabin when you remember what Bruno had said after Karolína whispered into his ear. He must have intended for you and this woman to end up together. You wonder how many other women are on the plane.

"Oh, I get it," the woman says, and she sits up. She removes her hands from her chest and extends one to you and you shake her hand. "I'm Sarah. Sarah Shahi. You might have recognized me from TV. I'm in some shows like Chicago Fire and Person of Interest." You do your mighty best to maintain eye contact, trying not to look at her huge breasts and cute nipples that top them.

"Oh, that's where I know you from. It's a pleasure to meet you," you reply.

"It looks like it," Sarah grins as she looks down, and you remember that you're naked. You blush and reach down to cover yourself with your hands, and Sarah chuckles. "It's okay! I was just napping and I guess Bruno thought we could both use some company. Come, turn the light off and get in here," Sarah pats the empty space in the bed beside her. You're not going to turn down that invite and you flick the lights off, plunging the cabin into darkness again, then climb into the bed with Sarah, pulling the covers over you 2.

Sarah pulls your left arm under her as she turns to her side, facing away from you, and you cuddle up to her, spooning her from behind. She's smaller than you and her body fits perfectly into yours as she snuggles back against you. She feels warm and soft in your embrace as you nuzzle your face in her hair while your right hand moves to her front, over her flawlessly smooth skin and you rest it on her abdomen, just below her breasts so that the top of your hand is nudging against her underboob.

"This is so comfortable... I just want to fall asleep..." you mumble into Sarah's hair, and she giggles as she pushes her panty-clad ass back against your erection. If the lights were on or you weren't on a plane, you might have acted on your impulses right then, but flying always make you sleepy and in the perfect dark conditions of the cabin, you're content to just lay there in bed with Sarah in your arms and fall asleep.