So, sit back, relax, and ... OH MY GOD!"Silence followed ... Some moments later, the captain came back on the intercom. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'm sor...y if I scared you. While I was talking to you, a flight attendant accidentally spilled coffee in my lap. You should see the front of my pants!"From the back of the plane, a passenger yelled"For the love of God, you should see the back of mine!"This one is compliments of AnonymousA married woman is having an affair. Whenever her lover comes over,. 'Fuck!' he muttered to himself. He had removed the security door for one of the hinges needed replacement, it was job for later that day, so when he opened the door there was no screen to shield him or those that knocked from his appearance.Two women stood at the door, both with a bundle of literature. Both were well endowed in the tits area, in fact both set of tits would have rested at navel level, if they had been naked. Both wore hats and their clothes would have been the high fashion in. Ana didn't know what to say. She looked unsteadily into Bezaffa's round blue eyes which continued to stare at her steadily but not unfriendlily, framed by long blonde hair that flowed over her shoulders and above the round orbs of cheeks dimpled like her knuckles by the broadness of a toothy grin. Bezaffa raised the back of her other hand to brush a likewise dimpled chin. She brought it to her mouth and licked off the trail of whisky that had dribbled down it unseen, staring at Ana as she did. He was barely on the steps when she stepped forward to greet him. Draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him close. "I'm so glad to see you," she said, placing a soft kiss on his lips. The gesture was warm, giving; she tasted of oranges and the hint of wine, at the edge of sensation. "I was starting to get a little worried," she admitted.Mike savored the hug before loosening his hold on her. "I knew you would be worrying. It's not real late though. Thanks for waiting up." I wasn't worried.