We only walked around the parties holding hands. One night I was tired and didn't feel like things were going anywhere so I asked her back to my plac... earlier in the night than usual. It was the first time we kissed and I was surprised how passionate it was. She was more forward, more relaxed with me while we were alone and my body responded. She was unbuttoning my shirt slowly, lightly kissing my neck. Goose bumps rose as she bared my chest to the cool night air. Her hand brushed my. Fortunately, human males are generally the aggressors sexually. I knew all I needed was to somehow communicate my willingness and Eddie would take over.So I turned to the side and pulled my shoulders back as if stretching out a kink in my back, which made my breasts jut forward in a manner I knew males find compelling, and then leaned forward while talking with him, pointing the opening of my blouse toward him and giving him a good look into my cleavage. That got his attention. And I looked him. . in my butt," he moaned again, writhing around on my lap, reaching for the back of my head to pull my face toward his to kiss. I held back from the kiss just to frustrate him, but reached around, grabbed his dick with one hand and pushed my other down between his thighs, squeezing his perineum and balls, my middle finger probing between his clenched little pucker and the underside of my shaft."What you want me to do to your butt, Johnny, just rub my dick around on it?" I teased.He was loving. ”So that brings us to Friday and we have a line of bags by the door waiting on Bill to show up.When he walked in the door, we both kissed him, then I turned to Deena and said, “Rock, paper, scissors...”My rock broke her scissors, and poor Bill, he’s kinda floating along as we load bags into the car for the trip to the airport.When we get there, we’re right behind the Johnson crew. Hugs. Handshakes. Happy conversation.Then there’s a recognizable voice on the speaker in the FBO office. It’s tuned.