PLEASE come home safe to us... Mother." With that the girls fled the room.Pat turned to Mike, her eyes shinning. "Did you?" She began."No," interrupte... her husband. "I had no idea and I did nothing to plant that idea. It was all them. But they're right, you come home safe." He paused. "Thank God, Linda is watching out for you. There's no one I trust more. Okay," he said brightly, trying to lighten the mood. "What did you want to tell me?"Pat found she could not say anything to break the moment.. She took off my pants and went down on my cock. It was hard and throbbing and I came in seconds. She did not stop, but began sucking again and made me cum another time. I was really relaxed. She then turned and we began to French Kiss again, only this time I tasted my cum. It was the first time I ever tasted cum. Salty, warm, slimy, I almost revolted, but she would not let me go. I knew I was in her control. When I got hard again, she turned and went down on me again.I felt like I came about a. Every secret instance of fleeting eye contact fed their unspecific hopes. They weren't sure yet what they wanted, but they wanted desperately not to stop.No plans were made or even imagined.Because of their significant others they were prisoners of circumstance, yet the attraction was fierce, animal, urgent.The urge wasn't to have an affair, the urge was to fuck.And it needed only opportunity.When opportunity came, they both hesitated, they were good people.But when their faces were inches. I have an urgent errant. I know and realize you do not provide boarding options to personnel, but I have learned in my short career so far, that cargo handlers and Sergeants usually know how things can be accomplished.”He sounded much less irritated. “Do you have the orders to back it up?”“Yes I do, Sergeant”“You two stay right where you are, don’t move. This is a dangerous place if you don’t know where to step.”“Yes Sarge.”A Cargo Drone whisked down and the Cargo Specialist said. “This is.