I look over my shoulder, and the look in his eyes is almost of a wild thing. He grabs my hips, and pulls me to him. He grabs my lube from my suitcase�...� how in the world did he know that was there?… and I can hear him spreading a generous amount on his hands. He grips my ass, pulls the cheeks apart, and rubs his fingers over the entrance of me. And now I understand… all those times earlier, with his fingers moving in and out, he’s been readying me for his possession all this time. I think I’ve. I cringed, looked at the guys. They were grinning, having a great time watching me."I thought I'd be able to go inside," I said feebly."So what's the big deal?" one of the guys asked me."Now I have to stand out here, bare naked, until the doors open!" I cried out angrily."So? You're going to do it all day anyway," he said reasonably.I stared."We're getting a few minutes of a private show. It's not that big of a deal, compared to the whole rest of the day. Is it?" I guess not," I admitted. She would be out of here and on her way long before the New Yorker was.Savoring the idle thought of how the flight attendant would've looked in a skimpy red bra and panties, Kelly exited the cabin and walked down the long passageway into the terminal. "Guess I'll get something to eat." Kelly said to herself as she strolled down the walkway, ignoring the many people around her. "Although I can't imagine the food being any better here than on the plane."Lost in thought and oblivious to her. I tell her to hold on and I walk quickly back to my room to do a quick check on my wife. She's out like a light so I return nervously to the kitchen.My sister-in-law had just finished filling up her glass and she turns around right as I step next to her. The next thing I felt was pure bliss. I felt her hand gently grab my cock and balls on the outside of my boxers. She gave them a light squeeze and put down her glass. It was dark but we could still see enough of each other through some outside.