What do you think, Megan?" I agree. Whatever happens, it should be fun for all of us."Jenny grinned at me. Then, without warning, she gave me a kis.... My body responded, and I kissed her back before I knew what was happening. We held each other with our mouths pressed together. Jenny's tongue moved into my yielding mouth. I slid both of my hands to her bottom and pulled her crotch to mine.That's how Glen and Brad found Jenny and me when they returned to the stateroom. I didn't notice our. Meeting before work for coffee, enjoying lunch, andalways walking to our cars together after work. Ofcourse this led to some office rumors, but there wasnothing going on between us. As a matter of fact,Brittnay and her boyfriend David had invited my wifeand I to their apartment complex for a swim in thepool, and all four of us had hit it off.David was an avid sports nut like myself, and Brittnayand my wife Sharon both were into the scrap-bookingcraze. So despite the age difference, we all. As we walked to the plane with our baggage, the fuel truck was still topping off the tanks of the G5LR.My pilot Vance and co-pilot Josh were double checking the refueling operation. They wanted to make sure every drop was being put in the tanks that could be squeezed into them; they wanted to make sure that the tanks were filled to cap. This trip was pushing the G5LR to its extreme – we were trying to go seven thousand miles without refueling. When they were satisfied they helped us with our. Something inside her soul splintered, her back bowing as she whimpered. Shoulders hunched, she pressed her face into his collarbone, tensing as she tried to force back the tremor that sheeted her skin. “Hey.” He stroked her hair. The tenderness of his tone stole the freefall from the pregnant air. She became aware of her breasts pillowed against him. The scratch of his facial hair against the side of her forehead. His embracing arms, firm but accommodating even her slightest.