Hot guys and a beach

Mike turned his head to the side a little to see who was getting on. Four guys he didn't recognize got on the plane. They were all wearing tank tops and shorts, showing off their very fit bodies. Each of the guys had perfectly groomed hair and perfect teeth. It was like a boy band had gotten on the plane.

"Hey ladies, what's up!" said a blonde guy.

"Ethan!" said Maisy, "Come sit next to me!"

Mike felt a tap on his shoulder. Abigail said, "Get the boys some beers from the bar."

Mike got up and almost screamed when he saw how hot Abigail looked. She was wearing a short kaftan dress with very deep cleavage. He could see she was wearing a red bikini under it that barely contained her DD breasts. As he turned to go to the bar, he saw that Lily was wearing a sarong dress with a bright, floral pattern that wrapped around her fit body and Maisy was wearing a pink crop top that left her shoulders bare and the shortest, tightest shorts he had ever seen. Everyone in the cabin looked like a rich socialite on holiday at a tropical island.

Everyone except Mike. He was still wearing his gray jacket, gray jumper, and gray formal shorts. He felt completely out of place and outclassed, which was exactly proper since these girls were goddesses who deserved to be above him.

By the time he'd gotten the drinks, everyone had sorted themselves into pairs around the spacious cabin. Maisy and Ethan were sitting together. Lily was with a suave looking black guy who Mike had heard her call Lewis and a tall guy named Callum. Abigail was running her fingertips over the chest of a redheaded guy apparently called Jack.

A female flight attendant in a gray uniform that kind of matched Mike's came out. She approached Abigail and said, "We'll be taking off in a couple of minutes. The captain says we will reach your private beach in aproximately 45 minutes, Miss Richards."

"Ugh, that's so long!" said Abigail. "I wish we could fly faster."

The flight attendant smiled politely. "Unfortunately, that would break the sound barrier, which is illegal over land."

Abigail rolled her eyes, and Mike pulled out the rulebook behind the bar.

New Rule: Abigail, Lily, and Maisy are not bound by rules and laws. They can do anything they want with no consequences.

"You know what, screw the law," said Abigail. "Tell the pilot I want us there in half that time, and I don't care how many windows we blow out of people's houses on the way."

"Yes, Miss Richards! Of course, Miss Richards!" the stewardess turned and quickly left the cabin.

Mike took the beers to everyone, then strapped into a seat in the back, far enough away not to bother them but close enough to come if Abigail asked for him. The plane took off a moment later, and quickly climbed into the sky.

"You know, that still leaves about 20 minutes," said Abigail, leaning towards Jack until her large breasts were pressed against his muscular arm.

"Yeah, you're right," he agreed with a flirty smile. "What can we do in 20 minutes?"