He invited me up to see the cockpit and I eagerly went to look.I looked around at all of the dials and switches. It was enough to make me dizzy. But t...e view out of the front windows was amazing. I wished that I had brought my camera.We spoke only briefly. He told me that we'll begin descending slowly in less than thirty-five minutes and we'll be landing in forty-five minutes. I went back to my seat and opened a magazine. We landed before I finished the article I was reading. Just like the take. "There's more," Marsha said as kissing Jaz's cheek. Jaz allowed her smooth hands to slide under Marsha's slip and discovered the white thong beneath it. She ran her hands over the firm flesh, the thong exposed. "Oh baby, what you do to me," she whispered. Marsha stepped back and took Jaz by the hand and led her to her bedroom. Once behind the closed door they were once again locked in a lover's embrace. Marsha allowed her hands to gently rub Jaz's breasts through her leather bra. "My room. I met and fell in love with Angie and we were married. We had three kids and lived your typical suburban life and things were perfect until Angie went to her class reunion. We couldn't get a baby sitter and so I had to stay home and watch the kids. Angie flew out on a Thursday and flew back home Sunday evening and when the kids and I picked her up at the airport I sensed something different about her. Nothing obvious, but something. That night she was eager to get to bed after we put the kids. I shoved it into the bucket. “Don’t stop.”“Come fuck us, Daddy!” moaned my twin sister softly.“We’re ripe and ready!” I whimpered.But he was pulling off the bag to dump the grass in the mulch pile in the corner behind the little fence. I shuddered and tore out another weed. He wheeled the lawnmower into the shed and then headed inside without even a word.Not even a, “Looking good,” compliment or, “Love seeing you girls weeding.” Something that could hint we had turned him on. Even, “Hot day,.