I kept rubbing her leg under her skirt until she began to feel my now hard cock through my trousers. I pulled my hand from under her skirt and caught ...er hand and took it off my cock as I am sure the pub landlord had noticed something was going on under the table we were sat at even if it was sheltered from the prying eyes of the old men on the other side of the pub."We shouldn't be doing this." I said to Stella who looked at me with her big blue eyes as if pleading for me to let her play with. "Relax" he whispered to her "I'm not going to hurt you."She turned her head, refusing to look at him. Her eyes closed. She knew what was going to happen next and she urged herself not to fight and to just let him do as he pleased. She felt his hand between her legs and she jumped, startled a bit. Ever so softly, he began to rub her. She was dry, and he refused to do anything until that changed. He licked his fingertips and continued rubbing, moistening her with his saliva.She whimpered,. I could feel her head pull off my lap ever so slightly and her legs curled up and squeezed my hand. As she came, she jerked her knees up toward her head repeatedly. I looked at the cockpit to see if our pilots were aware of anything but they continued to talk about music and the roots of rhythm and blues. I had the rhythm that was for sure.I continued to rub her gently then slid my hand away from her pussy, up her shirt and held her breast. I was only sorry that I never had a chance to suck. I always imagined she'd been a bit shocked at me completelyblowing her off. Then, I'm back in the empty hallway inside my head.Yikes. Looks like these weren't gonna be the best of memories. I felt ashudder, like someone was moving behind me. I spun around, but there wasno one there. I turned back to check the corridor I'd come from, but sawnothing. Not even the door I'd come in on. That wasn't good, that meantI had to get to the end before I was going to get anywhere.Another hallway,.