‘It’s Saturday. You going to work?’ I asked sleepily. ‘Mmhmm,’ he responded, coaxing me to lie back down as he kissed my forehead before ge...ting out of bed. I rotated onto my back and scooted over until my head connected with his pillow, the faint scent of him lulling me back to sleep. The bed dipped and our blanket left me, my skin suddenly exposed to the cool night air before his large warm body covered mine. His tongue trailed a hot line from my neck down the middle of my sternum, pausing. I really didn't think it was any business of theirs what I did and didn't do with boys behind closed doors. In all honesty, I hadn't done much of anything but I was too proud to admit I lacked experience. So when the second interviewer asked me about stuff like "anal" and "oral" I confessed that I did it all and on many days more than once. The interviewer tried to make a date with me for Saturday night but I told him my boyfriend who was a professional boxer wouldn't like it very much.I was in. ”“‘Kay,” she said. “Bye!” she handed me back my phone. “Carl says see ya Monday.”After the pre-flight ritual, she started to walk around to the passenger side of the plane. “Oh, no, little girl. You do the left seat today!”“Serious?!?” she squealed.“It’s not that big a deal. First, the plane controls equally well from either side. The left seat just has a better view of the instruments. Second, we’re gonna take off, climb to seventy-five hundred feet and head northeast. Nothing fancy. No. As I reach down there, I'm shocked to find that she is wearing a big, thick strapon. She blushes and tells me that she is really into anal; both giving and receiving. Tonight, she wants to plow my ass. She loves the way she can make her big dildo disappear up a man's hole. How it makes her feel in control. She asks if she can fuck me in my ass. My body trembles with excitement as I say yes. She says she just doesn’t want to fuck it, she wants to love it. She says that there's something about.