He's never been laid. Except for a single blowjob that Heather what's-her-name give him after the senior prom, but he was drunk. Never mind that. T...e third night in Driftwood, I... I tried to put some moves on him. Nothing outrageous -- hear me out. I put on that seafoam-green silk teddy and matching gown you bought me for Christmas. It's not all that revealing. Well, a little. He was listening to music and reading a book. I brought in a bottle of chilled white wine and a platter of. Once in flight and after all of the service was completed they turned off the lights for what was going to be most of the flight. Once the lights went down i made my move sliding my hand over to feel that bulge of his for myself. We laughed as our hands met midway as he had the same plan. We quickly moved on to exploring each others bodies. His bulge firmed up even more with my caresses and it felt quite a bit bigger then my husbands. He cupped and fondled my tits for sometime then moved. How did you know, I was more than a witness?" she asked."Kara, it just fitted you. When you wouldn't give up the John, I knew better than to believe you didn't know him. The only reason you wouldn't give him up is it would lead right back to you. Did he see you?" I asked."He might have. I couldn't risk him telling to save his own ass. I at least needed time to go talk to him myself. If I were just free for a half a day, I could have cleaned up the loose ends." I'm sorry, I'll tell the DA you. It feels almost like high school again. It’s been so long since I last saw you. How could I refuse when you called to tell me that you would be in town for the weekend? I quickly made arrangements for my daughter to be away this weekend, so we could be alone. The conversation wanes as we get close to my town. You watch my hands grip the steering wheel tightly with anticipation. We’re driving up the winding road to my house now. I made arrangements for my roommate and daughter to be away this.