"Really? You did?" Fuck yes!" Bree answered, suddenly liking the sound of that particular word. "I have to ask you though, where the hell did you lear... to do that anyway?"Once again Alice blushed. "I'm not sure you'd want to hear it," she said seriously."Tell me," Bree said gathering her knees against her breasts, wrapping her arms around herself although very much aware her sex was no doubt winking at Alice as she caught her glancing briefly down in that general direction before lifting her. I could actually have passed for quite a nice young lady, if I hadn’t upon arrival at his home I cheekily asked him if he lived with his mum (only due to the tidiness of his house – not the choice of décor lol). Again we sat for a while, enjoying a cheeky glass of wine (well I did… he was driving – I know; bitch!). The conversation was good, he was very tactile (and not at all subtle when sneaking a peak down the front of my vicariously positioned dress lol) and I am pleased to say that I. "----I listened to Cindy's story. I admit, I had a hardon. How could I be mad? We both needed to rein ourselves in, or just acknowledge an open marriage. We talked of our commitment and we have been open and honest. But we're both very sexual and give in to opportunities. Now we're entering an atmosphere where these chances will be more readily present."Are you ok Tim?" Yeah sure. Just be sure it goes back to normal or you'll fall right off me." Funny Tim. OK this afternoon we're meeting with. We’ll be trying a route to the south and around it, but we’ll have to ask that you remain in your seats until we’re sure we can avoid the bumps. At the worst, it will be smooth by the time we reach cruising altitude at 33,000 feet. Thank you.”Shit. Okay, relax and go with it. This dildo was doing its job beautifully and my stimulation and arousal was climbing at the same rate as the plane, it seemed. Then I heard something that jolted me alert. It was Tim, “Dear, I am going to put these.