Must be… 36D's? Shiit. Kate's hand seems to "accidentally" touch me a bit too much for my condition to improve. I noticed her bosoms earlier, bu... they are even nicer this close. Whoa, I can't think things like this, snap out of it…But, it's impossible to get a thought out of my head:I slide my hands up and around her sides, grab her boobs, and rub them gently I play with them and pinch her nipples as I kiss her hard and deep. 
I grind my dick against her hip and she loves how my hard cock. Whether it was the fact that I had feminine lingerie on or not I felt more in tune with my wife's body. I explored her body with my hands and mouth and brought her to the edge of orgasm before releasing my penis from its panties, pulling her panties to the side and entering her. With the build up of excitement I did not last long but we both ended with amazing orgasms. Exhausted I eventually rolled off her onto my back and lay there beside her looking up at the misty moon overhead listening to. Lightning was flashing, you could even hear some of the thunder in the cockpit. The air was unstable and we were bouncing around up there, hitting air pockets, getting buffeted by winds, you name it. I'd put down in weather like that before and I'd landed at that weight before. I'd just never done both at the same time. I was nervous, but I never thought that anything would really happen and I knew that Colonel Rigger and especially Captain Baylor would be royally pissed if I had to divert to. “Okay … maybe if the door is closed. But how often does that happen?”“Not often, sir.”“Here at the office you are my connection, my stability, the one I am really going to lean on and rely on. Here, you are going to be like Samantha is for me at home.”I blushed, “Sir … I’m not sure Mrs. C would appreciate that analogy.”“Bull. It happens to be what she predicted last night when we talked about you.”“How much do you tell her, sir?”“Samantha? About you? Everything. We have no secrets, Abby. I.