I straightened my skirt, what little of it there was. It barely covered my asscheeks and, when I walked, my pussy would flash beneath the hem. My bust...er had slipped, and I adjusted it, pressing up my round tits into an impressive cleavage. I tweaked my hard nipples, left bare by the bustier, and made sure my red-and-blue striped tie fell between my lush mounds.I walked back to the main cabin, sitting down on a jump seat near the door. Lize—one of my many lovers, and my fellow stewardess—sat. Taylor’s diminutive size and attractive looks made her a target for the typical macho jocks in her field. They usually learned the hard way that she was far from a delicate flower. This man, however, never spoke a word to her or to anyone else. His eyes seemed to stay focused on the terrain and doing his job, but the look on his face was pensive. She knew he had thoughts in his mind, but had no idea how to coax them out. After several hours, she decided an all-out attack would be best.“You’re. And this time, I wasn’t at the point of tears, I was a grown man crying, crying in a public place. Tears rolled down my cheeks, as I sobbed like a baby, convinced that this stupid game we were playing had in one night destroyed over twenty years of our love and marriage.I looked so bereft and shell-shocked that one of the bar staff and one of the security staff checked to see if I was okay. It must have been a good half an hour before my tears ceased and I was able to even think of what to do. She sucked a little on my neck as her hand moved over my chest. ‘I’m so hungry for your dick.’ My cock sprang up. She didn’t always talk like this so I loved it when she did. She laughed softly. Her head moved over my chest, sucking my left nipple in and swirling her tongue around it. Her hand grazed my stiffening cock. I stroked her curls and began to rise up to embrace her. ‘I know you want it, baby. Wait a minute. I want to please you.’ ‘Yes, ma’am.’ I lay back down. She stroked my shaft,.