You're wearing jeans that hug your butt and a top that shows off your wonderful cleavage. Not too much exposed but plenty for the imagination. I'm dre...sed in jeans and a short sleeve shirt.It's a slow day at the cafe and we're the only couple there at a booth near the back. We have our drinks and we're talking about this and that. Little flirtatious looks across the booth are accompanied by a brush of fingers against your jeans. You shift in your seat, your lips start to moisten and you start. His right arm is underneath my body, around my waist as he grips my ass and holds me even tighter against him. His left arm is at my upper back and shoulders, pressing my breasts tight against his lower chest. His legs are between mine, my face is pressed against his shoulder and I’m giving him little love bites. I’m engulfed by him, there’s not a part of me that isn’t connected to him. It’s as it should be. He begins a gentle rocking motion with his hips. Not really so much sliding in and out. Although this is only a short haul flight so I will be back tomorrow evening" chirped Marie. The couple cuddled for a few more minutes, and then Marie picked up her bags and headed for the car.Ben watched out the window, blowing Marie a kiss when she finally acknowledged he was there. She put her crew baggage in the boot and slowly backed out of the drive before driving off. As soon as the car was out of sight he raced into Marie's bedroom. He was very familiar with the layout and design of the. "Have you thought this through?" My mom, dad and I spent the holiday talking about this," Jay explained."I thought your dad was still at sea," I said. "Are you really sure about this?" No, the Bush came back to port a couple weeks ago. Dad's back home while the carrier is reconditioned and the crew has R&R," Jay explained. "I don't like this decision but our coaches have passed over me. I was a four star recruit when I signed here. I deserve better treatment than I have gotten." Aren't you.