They had finished and in the car Stephanie asked, "Becca, is thereanyplace you want to go?" Yes, I would lke to go to Gosha's store. They have a big s...le on."She was surprised that he wanted to go anywhere besides home. She droveto Gosha's. Inside he headed for the shoes. He found a black, a whiteand a red pair. All were flats that he tried on and were comfortable.Then he slowly walked through the dresses. On one rack he saw a whitedress that was trimmed with little beads. It looked like an. It was black as night. Franklin blinked, and the apparition wasgone. Another blue status light turned red, forcing the co-pilot to focus onthe task at hand, but precious seconds had ticked away. The airliner beganshaking as it flew low over the deserted interstate."What the hell was that thing?" Matt muttered."A foo fighter, I think." Franklin glanced briefly at his partner. "You OKnow?" A nod. "Good. You're the senior pilot here - she's all yours."A stewardess appeared in the cockpit's. Prior to that, she had been a teacher. Slightly older than Tina, she still possessed a body some women of fifty-three would kill for. She ran daily and played racquetball. At five-foot-six, with long, flowing black hair, and 34B tits, she could be a model. Tina had long admired Roma Jones as an educator and administrator, but she had no idea that on that October day, her admiration would turn to lust. It was a simple mid-marking period review. It should have taken only ten minutes. But. I reached out and touched her calf. Goosflesh shot it’s way up her leg and she tensed up. She inhaled sharply, but said nothing. I remained quiet, cock hardening as I raised the dress higher. Halfway up her thigh, I could feel her tensing more as the soft cloth tickled.I was greeted with pink at the end of the skirt’s rise. Around her waist, her pussy was exposed. It glistened in the lamplight, moist and ready. My cock struggled against my pants leg, yearing to be free, needing to be plunged.