I want to share a bed with you and another man, hot, sexy, smooth guy, him standing naked at the other end of the room, stroking his hard cock, his oi...ed, smooth body glistening in the low light.You get up and kiss me and walk slowly to him, shaking your big ass in that sexy black thong, I love how your big c cup tits look in your black push up and you walk toward him, glancing ocasionally at me, I'm excited and jealous, you reach him and grab his cock, you start stroking him and run your hand. "Oh, don't worry about it, man. Actually, it was kind of cute. But I knew I'd just have to come in here and try you out", she winked at me, "if you know what I mean." Standing up, she came over to me and took my hand. "Take me to your bedroom." I hesitated, things were moving just a little too fast for me. "NOW!," she yelled. The force of her command startled me, but I did as I was told. Once we were in the bedroom, she shut the door and turned to me. "When I see something I want, I take. I hadn’t realized I fell asleep until I wake to the sound of my mobile phone. I realize it must be her!“Yes?” I say softly“Good! You answered.” She has a smoker’s hoarse voice that makes my insides shrink.“What do you want from us?”“I thought my letter was clear on that score.” Her tone is icy.“Please don’t do this to us.”“One o’ clock in the lobby of the hotel! Be there!” She hisses fiercely.I look over at Sara still sleeping. I want to have just one minute more where she still trusts me.“Wake. The flight was not particularly long and was handled by a Boeing 737, and it was at this moment that I developed a life long fear of flying.It was a sensation I could not stand. There was nothing wrong with the plane- it was comfortable, the service was fine, the seats were plenty spacious. Planes were a nice way to travel in those days. I just could simply not stand the feeling of floating through the air, thousands of feet above the ground, supported by nothing but the grace of God’s physics..