I was intrigued to say the least!Turned out he was flying in the NEXT DAY! Short notice for sure, but that really only makes increases the excitement ...evel. Immediately I set about putting an outfit together that he might enjoy. The pilot had told me that he fantasized regularly about fucking most of the flight attendants on his flights. So I decided to dress up stewardess style, including a sky-colored silk scarf, stockings and black pumps. I was so excited I could hardly keep my panties dry!I. The others remained quiet, lost in their own reflections, until Mattie blew a party whistle they'd recovered from one of the houses they'd cleaned out. "Enough talk. More party. If you can't eat that cake, then the rest of us will have to do it for you," she offered.Monique smiled and waved her forward, and the young girl distributed the cake slices that Melissa cut up. It was a strange celebration, part sad memorial for the recently departed, part welcome home for Monique. Left unspoken was. She stroked as she sucked, working both my shaft and my balls - gripping them and kneading them. Her tongue circled my cockhead, working around it and under it, and I was in heaven. I was about to burst, and I the sounds I was making were announcing that fact without words. That's when she stopped. I gasped, and cried out in a breathy voice, "please, don't stop." Just you wait," she said, with that smile again. "You'll like this, and so will I."I wasn't going to argue, really, but she. "This afternoon. They're going to bring the tanks out before the holes are even ready; mostly to cover bringing out a big tunneling machine. I got my ass slightly chewed for not putting in a tunnel to the airstrip. I tried to tell them that it just wasn't needed. They said there were tunnels everywhere else around here and there was no sense scrimping on the airstrip. They said with a tunnel we could just fly our guest in directly and have them underground and out of sight in a few seconds..