You're helping anyway by getting this guy up to Chicago." John," I said. "I'm going to be gone most of the week with this airplane, is that all right?... It's yours, use it all you want. We've got your plane reserved all week anyway. Use the fuel card in the pouch and make sure you have anything looked at that needs it."I let the guy on the airplane and he sat in the back and buckled up while I did the inspection. This was the first time I had flown the 200 without someone to read the checklist. This I'm ashamed to say infuriated me. I made her open her mouth to be sure all my cum was gone and I stared kissing her. She kissed me back as I leaned her seat back up. I then spun her around and yanked her pants down throwing them to the side. Her panties came off just as easy as I bent her little pale ass over pushing her face into the back while her body was wedged in between the two front seats. I drove my dick into her extra wet cunt and tried to tear it apart from with in. This was. As the numbers 401 came into view, the nerves hit with full force and I froze in front of the door. "Now or never" I said to myself, regaining my focus, "Now or never" I repeated once more and knocked on the door. I stood and waited, yet there was no answer. I knocked again, slightly harder and again waited, still there was no answer. I felt like a fool, I pulled out my phone, it was already ten past eight. As I was about to place my phone back in my pocket, it dawned on me, I had called her. "You do still like chicken parmesan, don't you?" "I do", Alicia said and, without realizing it, she found herself glad that she'd agreed to meet Will.For the next hour, the two of them reminisced about their past and Alicia constantly found herself laughing at jokes Will made. Part of her hated herself for enjoying being here, but a small part of herself was hoping that maybe he really had changed.As the hour came to a close, Will reached across the table and put his hand on Alicia's. She.