Gorgeous man eater who has this hungry look on her drunk face in a plane full of people! Her hand reaches my cock and I’m about to panic. I mean don...��t get me wrong. I’ve been around. There’s nothing more in this big world that I’d rather do than to fuck this vixen silly but on a plane full of people? Then I glimpse at her blanket and she pulls it down just far enough to show me that she had opened her blouse. My god, she wasn’t wearing a bra. I just stared at those majestic mountains and moaned. "But yea, since I am dateless right now, I'd love it if you came with me," Sounds great. The premiere starts at 9 so I'll be there to get you at 7. Traffic and all... you know," I said.And that brings me to where I am now. I had the driver of the company limo, Leonard, pick me up around 6 to allow time for the 45 minute drive up to Jennifer's Malibu house. Pulling up to the gate, Leonard parked out front and walked up to the buzzer. I had my window cracked and I watched him do this. The gate. It was 2 a.m. Linda was not a fanatical clean-freak, or a wanna-wash-washer woman, nor was she fond of doing chores in the middle of the night. What Linda was, however, was a devoted dare-devil, a desperate taker and giver of dares.The 19 year old medical secretary had been taking and giving dares in person and on-line for years, ever since she was a high school freshman. In those early days they were sort of childish stunts reflective of the social milieu of classroom and extracurricular. Mary was sitting with tears rolling down her cheeks. She couldn't look at me and I don't think I wanted to look at her either. I gave her a little hope when I reached over and held her hand. Then she turned her face into my shoulder and started sobbing. "Dirk, you must hate me!" Okay Mary, say I do hate you? What am I going to do with you? We have two kids. How am I going to treat you so they don't hate me at some point? I'm going to tell you something and I want you to hear me out before you.