Now I've got the erection you've been trying to give me but rubbing your pussy against my thigh isn't going to do you any good unless we remove the ba...riers." He looked down into her eyes. "I mean you do want to fuck don't you?"She looked around just as REM's 'Everybody Hurts' changed to Bon Jovi's 'Livin' on a Prayer' and noted that most of the dancing was now of the horizontal variety, with two exceptions. Rhonda Kingman and Ivan Matheson were still fucking standing up and Sandy was taking it. After months and months of little loving interaction she wanted her and his desires to be fulfilled. He had told her he likes role play so she decided to make it simple. She would be the obedient flight attendant making her captain's dreams come true. She bought her blue flight attendant uniform, with a little something underneath, and a red scarf. She put on red lipstick and was looking gorgeous. Finally the door bell rang, and there he was. Captain John, fresh from work and looking fantastic.. My attention was riveted on her crotch, but I was becoming increasingly aware of the weight of the pendant on my chest. It seemed to be getting heavier. "You know...what they say...about pleasing a woman," she gasped as her arousal grew. "Only a woman really...knows what to do." Her fingers were moving faster now, and I could feel the tension in her leg muscles as her orgasm grew near. I had heard her words, but the music and her performance was keeping me from comprehending what she had. Why did he stop??? I was about to scream at him when he stepped back, pulling out and stood me up. He moved me to the glass behind the desk and pressed me against it, breasts flat. I could feel his cock rubbing me between my legs, giving him time to calm down. "Like this," he whispered in my ear. He put my hands flat on the glass and nudged my legs apart just a bit. My nipples puckered hard against the frigid surface. I looked out and found that we were several floors up but anyone in the next.