”“Yeah…” she says as the atmosphere jostles us and she grabs my wrist, “I know.”The plane rocks hard again. It feels like we’re driving...too fast over speed bumps on an already rough road where the gravity has gone all pear shaped. Every time we fall it feels like we are being pulled irregularly back to that road, yet there is no land beneath us at all. Our hearts race, adrenaline rushes in our veins every time. The sky is cacophonous. It sounds as though the glorified tin can this vehicle. ”“Glad I could help,” I interjected.“I’m glad you were up for it. I thought about maybe I’d make her cancel on you. I wanted her for myself. But she sent your picture. Then you and I met in the supermarket and I realized how cute you are in person. I had to have you.“Speaking of which: you owe me a good fuck after dinner.”She said it in such a matter-of-fact way that I myself blushed this time. She noticed and smiled, then continued, “I really enjoyed that joke about the duck,” followed. " So, have you ever been with a woman before?" she asked. I could not believe she asked this so soon. I answered honestly."Um, yes." I wrote. At least I was honest here. The throbbing in my pants made me want to whip it out and do something that could possibly short out my computer keyboard.Oh damn...my boss. I quick hit the F9 key."Walters, you almost done with those reports?" Yes sir, I should have them by early morning." Great. Looking forward to it."Oh, my head was racing and my cock. I don't want to be disturbed once I start. As I pass by the full length mirror on the way to the bathroom, I have to stop to check out how nature is treating me. I try to take care of my body, but I have noticed some slight changes that I guess I'd better work on. I watch as I run my hands through my hair, releasing the pins holding it in place for my look in the office. I have grown my hair long because I love it when a man grabs hold of it and puts my head where he wants it to be. I unbutton.