..............One night I talked her into going to one of the adult book stores. We had been to a couple in the past but nothing came up during those ...isits. Tonight I had a plan, told her to wear one of her dresses that buttoned all the way in front. We entered and I got cash to fed the box in a private viewing booth. Guys were checking her out as we went into a dark hall way and I picked a booth that had a longer bench that had room for more than two people. I intentionally left the door. “Not here slut,” he said. I was about to get to know the real Ben in all his crudeness. “Suck me from under the table.” He moved behind his desk and turned his chair. He wanted to ensure that I could suck him sight unseen, from anyone who should happen to look into the window of his office. “Pull out my dick, whore and give me a great blowjob.” I did as he ordered. His puny prick was a far cry from Ted’s huge instrument and it was almost as ugly to me as Ben’s face. “Look up at me as. “I turned on CNN but other than saying that there was a collision, they don’t have any details.”“It’s been awhile since we talked about plane crashes, though I had my two ‘close encounters’ this year, which is more than enough for me! A collision sounds like either pilot or controller error, not terror.”“I agree. I’ll let you know if I hear anything more.”“Thanks.”At home that evening, we found out that two Northwest Airlines planes had collided when one of them had turned onto an active runway. My shirt is completely unbuttoned and my skirt is riding high on my hips, giving you a tantalizing view of my ass. My lips are red and swollen from your kisses and hair is definitely mussed. “You know you shouldn’t wear outfits like that unless you want me tearing them off of you.” You tell me, adding that I look extremely sexy in that tiny black skirt. “Ever think maybe that’s exactly what I want?” I retort with a grin. I turn around so that my back is to you and bend forward, propping my.