I think I must have had a free period and Alex walked through and saw me sitting on my own. “Hi Danielle!” “Hi Alex. You OK?” “Yeah fine… ...ou’re on your own.” “Yeah like Billy no mates,” I said, trying to give him a signal to join me. I wasn’t exactly sure what you did to give guys the green light in those days, so I just tried to look sweet and sexy, but approachable. “Oh…do you want a coffee?” He asked. “Yeah that would be nice, thanks,” I said. He went to the hot drinks machine and bought. To be honest, I really didn’t feel like talking to her today because I might say something I’d regret. I went to the Haitian restaurant, ate my meal, and I was kind of forlorn because I was deep in thought. I thought about June. What’s going on with her? Things were so promising until last night. What the heck is wrong with her? I am friendly and generous with friends, family and potential lovers. However, I do not like to feel like I’m not appreciated or that I’m being played for a fool. No. I lowered one arm and started fingering my clit. I let the reality become fantasy and the fantasy become reality. I get off equally to both. As I freed myself, eventually masturbating openly, they became more vocal. It couldn't have been more erotic for me. Not once opening my eyes, letting their voices drive me, I pleasured myself nonstop to a beautiful exhibitionist orgasmic high.Also as a flight attendant, on my favorite tropical layover, Hawaii, as sunset approached and after everyone had. My hands helped her hip movements but my eyes could only follow those erect nipples and wrinkled areola on her big tits swaying in unison with her body motions. She put her palms on my chest for balance but used 2 fingers from each hand to hold and squeeze my hard nipples. She moved her left foot forward and whispered, 'play, babe.' I could never resist her manicured foot with candy apple red toe nails so I licked her toes and took each one in my mouth for tongue rubs. She gasped then moaned. I.