It was two days before my sixty-third birthday when I took Tess’ hand and led her to my bed. I held her tight in my arms and looked into her eyes, �...�I’ve loved you for a long time, you know. Never, never did I believe I’d be holding you like this.”She drew my head to hers and our lips met. The softest, sweetest things my own had ever touched. Somehow, during our long kiss, our clothes disappeared and four hands began exploring two naked bodies. I laid Tess on my bed and moved my mouth to her. Now I should mention that firstly, she wasn't being racist. She was just talking dirty to me. I should also mention that this was not the first time I'd had his dick in my mouth, but it was going to be the first time that she wasn't going to be in the same room, so it felt strange."Do I *have* to?" I asked. "Of course you do, silly peasant." she replied with a smile. "Will I get to serve her Majesty?" I asked, playing my character. "Perhaps." she answered with a wink, turning to return to. He expressed no interest in participating in a threesome. His kink was watching her with other men. It seemed like the ideal situation for me at the time. When I reached out to them, however, I learned that she already had a steady “boyfriend” and wasn’t interested in having multiple boyfriends at the same time. I understood, and asked them to keep me in mind in the future.When that opportunity arose, Kathleen insisted that I meet with them. She was incredibly aroused by the notion of her. Joyce brought fresh coffee as Tim settled Lance down and afterchanging the waypoints he got the handoff from London central."Ah, New York central, New York central, this is one-one-seven-whisky-alpha, 747 heavy switching to local navigation and control...we'd like tocontinue our en-route IFR clearance to Chicago, Midway..." Tim said as hetook over like a kid on a familiar bike. He looked back to smile at Billand gave a wink to stewardess Joyce."Man, this is some plane. Always love the new.