As the pilot announced that they were getting ready to land, a stewardess stopped by my seat to tell me to stay in my seat when everybody else got up ...nd she would escort me to the next gate herself. She smiled at me, patted my shoulder, and went to strap herself in. It was a smooth landing and everybody jostled and shuffled up to the front of the plane while I just stood up and hefted my bag waiting for the stewardess."Are you waiting for someone, little girl?" a kindly older lady asked. She. Pussy cream was spilling into the crack of her ass, drenching my hand as I pushed two of my fingers inside her. I kept drifting toward the side of the road."I'm so hot, Billy, I can't wait. Pull over!" No, we'll be back home soon," I answered, "all alone in the window box. Can you wait?" No! But I guess I'll have to," she answered petulantly.She shuddered -- and I mean all over -- and pushed her pelvis up, taking my two fingers deeper. I could feel her pussy inside, hot and dripping. Her mouth. I mentioned this and was told that it was because they were mostly business associates. We got separated and after a while I went in search of my wife. I went from room to room, I eventually found her in the kitchen. I stood at the kitchen door and saw her surrounded by six guys who were all trying to get a feel of her lovely body. She was a bit d***k and either didn’t realise or didn’t care what was happening to her. She had hands all over her as the men all tried to get a grope of my lovely. The next night I arrived back to hers and in we went. I moved a few bits for her as she wanted and after she asked if I had time for a drink. I obliged and had a can or two of lager.We sat apart, me on the floor just by her chair and she commented that it looked uncomfortable why not come sit in her chair. Now I was a little shy and knew what I wanted to do but didn't know how to go about it and after plonking myself in the chair she laid across my lap. We continued to watch the telly and I.