I’m snuggled up to his chest listening to the slow thumping of his heart as I let myself drift off into my own thoughts. The sun is shining in rays ...hrough the blinds and I can tell from the songs the birds are singing outside, that it is going to be a gorgeous day. His hand lightly brushes my hair back and I look up to smile at him. His bedroom look is ridiculously appetizing, despite how tired I should be from the night before. “Good morning, handsome.” He kisses me on the forehead in. ‘My god’ he uttered, ‘How old did you say you were?’ and as I looked at him he was just staring at my upper thigh and amply exposed buttock, yes it was also visibly obvious I was not waring panties. ‘Are you complaning,’ I challenged? ‘Fuck no’ baby he said, ‘Lets see that little pussy you have up there’ I looked over at my aunties prone body, deeply sl**ping and oblivious, I stood up and eased the dress over my hips, turned and walked over to face him, shaved and exposed, I thrust my hips. I was not qualified to look at it and make changes. In fact, we had no one in our senior management who was qualified. I needed to look at all the qualified pilots we had on board to see if anyone was qualified for such a position. Jack has his plate full as out chief pilot and recertification instructor.It was early enough that I made the normal big Sunday breakfast on a Wednesday morning. I called Dad to see if everyone was up and if they were, to invite them to breakfast. It was just in time. We had managed to get together to play once before. And we both enjoyed it. But, subsequent attempts had been thwarted by work schedules. I didn't think much about it when he called up. So, I straightened the living room so it wasn't so cluttered. At the appointed time, the doorbell rang. I opened the door and there was Al. Now, let me describe Al. He is a big, bear of a man. He stands a hair over 6 feet. He weighs a litte North of 300lbs. He has a full head of long, curly hair that he keeps.