On the way to the airport I asked Paige if she was a member of the mile high club. She said that she is not familiar with that particular club. I kind...of made this little silly grin and she asked what is so funny and I said I would explain it when we got on the plane. We checked in our bags and were able to get right on the plane, we were flying first class. The flight is going to be a long one; first class will be more comfortable. The flight attendant took our drink orders after we sat down.. The song finishes and you take my hand and float off the dance floor, your jewelry sparkling, mens eyes peering through the darkness at you wishing they could be taking you home tonight, i follow silently knowing i will be taking you home. As we get back to the table we take a drink of our wine, you kiss me softly on the lips with a long sensual kiss, diamonds flash from your eyes followed by a slow sexy wink, "let's go home" you whisper, i nod and we collect our things and head to the door,. ’ ‘Oh I didn’t mean it like that. I think it’s my turn to do something nice for you. Let’s switch places.’ Mom sort of rolled me down on the sl**ping bag. How she managed that without forcing me to withdraw my finger from her pussy I don’t know. It slipped out a bit but it went right in, deeper, when she sat by my side and she closed her eyes for a second as she felt it. The palm of my hand rested against her pussy and I could feel the harsh hair and the soft lips, and wetness. I hadn’t noticed. Anyway, I was luckier than Tommy, (well she was my mum,) and any evening when dad was in the shed and she was in the mood, always on a weekday (and which could be perhaps twice or more in a week) I got lucky! Weekday, you ask, well yes, my dad always got there on a Saturday night and on Sundays we tended to sit in our front room as a family watching telly on our new television, the only one in our street at that time, us having a family evening together, it was the way we were in the middle.