I scanned through some work materials, but couldn’t focus. I stared out the window at the blue sky and the clouds rushing by. When I glanced back, y...u had put your tray table up and pulled your legs up under yourself, had turned towards me and appeared to be asleep, your novel resting in the seat between us. I could see your pink panties and wondered if you had a boyfriend. I didn’t see a ring on your hand. A stewardess passed by and placed a blanket over you. You hummed ever so slightly, but. Oh." "Yeah, oh. You know we have been tight on money lately and here you go and spend... Holy Shit! $200.00 on a pair of shoes! What were they made of gold or something?" I said, astonished as I read the receipt. "But honey, they are Christian Louboutin's. They were on sale and they were sooo pretty! Besides, I bought them so I would look good for you!" she said, giving me that cute little pout that she knows always gets me. Or almost always. "Oh no, young lady! You aren't going to put this off. A few moments later your wife opened her side door and grabbed my hand and pulled me in her living room. Your wife locked the door, and quickly again grabbed my hand and led me to her bedroom. Once your wife closed and locked her door, your wife pushed me down onto her waterbed. Your wife went to her stereo and turned on some music. When your wife returned, she went to her knees, and started to unbuckle my belt. Your wife unzipped my pants and started to pull down my pants. Your wife kissed and. The head of his cock reminded her a lot of their grandpa's, though she never told him that. But the rest of his prick dwarfed granddad, the shaft swelling below the head to a thick trunk that when erect measured 9 inches in length. She looked up into his languid grey eyes, his full lips parted in pleasure as he watched the tip of her pink tongue flick over and around the purple head, then disappear into her lovely mouth as her plump lips moved over the shaft to suck him in. She knew how to.