She was wet, but surely not from Jake, more likely from her dance partner. Jake enjoyed the smell while Amy, pushed up against he wall of the elevator...car, cried softly. The elevator reached the fifth floor and the doors slid open. Jake grabbed Amy by the back of her neck and pushed her out into the hallway. “Where?” was all he said.Amy pointed to the right and Jake pushed her down that hallway. Amy stopped in front of her room and Jake’s cock grew harder still. He was about to pummel this. I stroked the front of my g-string and felt the moistness of it on my tucked little sissy clitty. I rubbed the nipples of my fake titties and continued to dance for him. Suddenly he picked up his phone and a minute later, mine rang. I knew it was him. Trembling a bit I picked my phone up, but didn't say anything at first. Then he said," You're one very sexy sissy, and I've been watching you for quite some time." I could only stammer out a little "thank you". He proceeded to talk, telling me how. I covered my face as I made a run, in those stupid heels, to my jeep. Now I regretted my choice of car. Poor Jenny, I thought. Wait a minute - poor me! I drove home. Fortunately Jack wasn't around, so I shrugged off the dress, stuffed it in my closet, pulled on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt and went to sleep. Jack woke me the next morning. "Hey sport, Jenny called earlier and she's pissed," he called through the door. "Yeah, yeah," I replied. I threw off my covers and rolled my. “That’s great!” I told them.“Of course, we’ll have to house your flight crew here for two weeks, until we fly home. But somehow, I don’t think they’ll mind too much,” Grace added.“Where’s Larry?” Captain Tab asked his daughter as she joined us.“He’s still in the galley,” she replied as she reached for a biscuit. “Can you pass the gravy?”“Is he coming up?” her father prompted.“Don’t know,” she replied while taking her first bite. “When I left, he was washing dishes. Somehow, I think his main.