‘You can keep those.’ Hunkering in front of him, she neatly unzipped his fly, undid the belt and the button and let his pants fall around his ankl...s. ‘Spread your legs a little, thanks. Hmm, I guess you’re not quite ready. Let me help.’ His cock was about at half-mast and, depending on circumstance, was ready to go up or down. She knelt on the crumpled fabric between his legs. She was a tall woman and her face came just to the right spot. ‘You let me know if I am even a little bit too rough.’. The carriage vibrating beneath us, my vivid imagination and this vision of beauty before me, as has happened many times, begins an arousal inside me. An arousal that I knew would stay with me for the whole day. A want that could never be fulfilled. A fantasy that I would use as soon as I got home.She shifts on her seat, her knee rises slightly and the meeting of her thigh and her stocking comes into view. Does she know I’m watching her, is she showing her legs off on purpose? All day my. " Urm, yes, you must be Mr Knight," I stuttered, feeling slightly overpowered by this man's charming prescence. "Please, call me Christian" he smiled, shaking my hand. He ordered a black coffee when the waitress came over, and then turned his full attention back to me. He looked at me with calculating eyes."You're pictures do you no justice" he said, "You are beautiful." Um, thank you," I stuttered, feeling my cheeks warm. "Now, I can imagine you know why we are here. I'm in need of something-. I pigged out and went home. It was still early so I decided to check the weather for the flight the following morning. Jim was right. There were some clouds and precipitation in the forecast but both airports would probably be within safe IFR minimums. It was ideal weather for logging some real instrument time. By nine o?clock, I was laying in bed, watching TV. I was so tired, but I thought it was just the day of monotonous work and the anticipation of the early appointment at the airport. I.