I could feel myself starting to stir and tried to shuffle my seating position in a weak attempt to hide my arousal. ‘Kinda? What do you mean?’ ‘...ell I managed to climax but his cock went limp and I wanted to see him blow his load. You know, out of curiosity.’ We both laughed for a while and my heart began to slow down again. ‘I ask because I’m horny and want release and wondered of you fancied a wank too?’ I almost choked as I tried to swallow my beer. ‘Don’t worry if you don’t want to, I get. After he finished his speech, I, with my heart beating out of my chest, asked him a few evidently unnecessary and vague questions. We were sitting at one of the tables facing each other while others were listening to the next person’s speech. He turned to me and whispered, “I can’t do this. I have a daughter your age.” My boob was still on fire from where he had brushed against me. I got up from the chair, bent down as if to tell him something important and said, “I think that turns me on."I. You are just as much a part of this crew as any of us. We will alternate until he unlocks the hatch.”“Yes, First.”“Can any of us relieve you?” the First asked the Science Officer much later.“No,” he said while shaking his head. “If I lose my place, I will have to start all over again. Please, allow me to work without distractions.”The First Officer returned to his command seat and tried to stretch out, his body tired and his mind numb from his trying to come up with a way to get out of the. I am Sylvia a forty-five year old widow after my much older husband died three years ago. My parents were Danish so I have inherited their tall, slim bearing and my mother’s good looks. My girlfriends tell me I still have a very good body, smooth skin, an hour glass figure and I modestly agree. When some of my girlfriends regaled me with stories of their sex lives I realised I have a lot of catching up to do and have missed out on lots of sexual excitement.“I want to extend my sexual boundaries.