In the living room, Doris gave me a warm lingering embrace grinding her hungry cunt aggressively into me. ‘It is so nice for you to help us. Are you...okay with everything? Arthur said I was. Now I should have mentioned that today’s Doris was not wearing very much. One could call her mutton dressed as lamb. But not me by a long way, I adore chubby old women showing off all they have to offer. Covering her lovely flabby belly her skirt was a flared number finishing about four inches above the. Once everything was sorted and westarted to taxi onto the runway Jennifer told me to go and take my seatready for takeoff. I sat down and fastened my seatbelt in preparation andsoon she was seated beside me. We were just out of sight of any of thepassengers and as soon as she had fastened herself into her seat shereached out her hand and started to caress my leg. I looked over at herand she smiled at me. At that moment I knew I could not resist her andthat I was hers for whatever she. **And that's what I'd be,* I thought dejectedly, *a pathetic littlepansy. At the rate things are going, I'll probably have an accidentright there in my panties.*And then I thought of Ronnie. *Obviously not a born-woman, but one whoseemed to revel in her femininity. She's just herself, even thoughshe's not perfect. Hmmmph. Where does she get her self -confidence?*I was starting to feel even more insecure, realizing that even with allmy intelligence and financial advantages, I didn't have. I’m very careful that my guys know they are only ‘borrowing’ me.”“Not at all. She made that real clear. Just wants some fun and horn-clipping.”Wendy concluded the conversation with, “I am in no position to interfere. Just keep me posted on what you do and how you feel about it. As you said, this could be a learning experience for you.”Two days later Wendy’s husband texted to not hold dinner for him and he’d be home late. She went out with one of her fuck-buddies and got home just before her.