“Oh, how lovely,” Ian thought as her saw her exposed tits. Oskar was having similar thoughts as he reached and began to caress and fondle her brea...ts. Once again she looked his way but this time with more focus for she smiled, pouted then blew him a kiss.The effect on Ian was instant for as he looked upon the surreal scene of his wife being attended to in such a blatantly sexual way his cock had swollen within his restricting clothing. He reached down to ease the discomfort but hesitated for. "I had a home, a job, grown kids, parents, family, friends ... Still, I wanted to live, wanted to get away from the Swarm, start a new life all over again on a new world. I jumped at the chance to be extracted. It was one of those giant things where they take all comers and sort them out in the moon." As she spoke, she looked off in the distance, remembering.She snorted. "I'm no spring chicken," she sighed. "I know I'm homely. I'm still fertile. I know I would be good for young girls who have. I was in trouble. Real trouble. I didn't have any coldweather survival gear...not even winter clothes. It was to be a routineflight. Oh why didn't I check the weather reports...too late now.The engine was running fine, but I sensed the wings were starting to iceup....I could feel the sluggish response to the controls and I was losinglift. My altimeter was slowly dropping. White...blinding white...everywhere.Before I realized, and helpless to respond, my landing gear was grazing thetreetops. I. . he'd been busy. Now suddenly he wished he'd given a second look at some of the girls on campus who'd asked him out."Hey can you hang up some of my stuff while you're up there. I'd rather not wear wrinkles for the whole trip." Delilah called up the stairs."Uh, sure." Darren moved to her bag and unzipped the top. He pulled out a few of the summer dresses on top and paused when his hand met silk. He pulled out what he hoped weren't the pajamas she'd be wearing. Tiny silk nightgowns in all.