The routine of the flight started – with my high status in Economy I was given some special privileges – like a bottle of champagne and surpassin...ly two glasses. So we shared the champagne and continued to talk. All through dinner, slowly teasing and flirting. More and more our eyes meeting and just darting away, what was happening, were we really teasing one another like this? Yes we were. It was a good thing we were in a public place we might be getting a lot closer.We settled and the. Strange from her. I know you’re treating her right. Jealous.” No details might have been worse. When had she sent the text? Early, very early.I washed my face and gargled to wake up, ran my fingers through my hair and threw on some sweat pants. It smelled like breakfast and I could get dressed later.It seemed like she had the same idea. She was wearing one of my old T shirts that barely covered her ass, if she wasn’t leaning forward. She was leaning forward, arms on the counter, talking on her. I was working night shift and it was time to go get me some lunch ;-) It was an hour drive and I barely found their place, but when I arrived I was hard in anticipation. I went up and knocked on the door, it slowly swung open to reveal a beautiful middle aged woman with nice curves.She invited me in and we sat on the couch together. There was a air of nerveousness as I wrapped my arm around her and she told me her husband was waiting in the bedroom. She hadn't done anything like this before and. She lived one state over from me, so when I was young, I used to spend some weekends at her house, maybe 5 or 6 times a year. My parents would drop me off and I’d stay with her and her husband for the weekend and spend time with them in the woods where they lived. Ellen had divorced her husband and lived alone by the time I was a teenager. As the years flew by, we remained very close and I still would come up and spend a few weekends at her house, and a whole week during the summer. Since my.