Sasha frowned. ‘I need to go over here,’ pointing to the endless line for coach check-in. ‘Oh, no. You’re coming with me. The upgrade’s on ...e.’ That got a little smile out of him. We waited as patiently as we could, but it still took about 30 minutes to reach the agent. I pushed Sasha’s ticket across the counter and asked for an upgrade. ‘I’m sorry, ma’am, but your flight is oversold. We would not be able to do that for you today.’ ‘Oh, no,’ I wailed, ‘Now we won’t be able to sit together!’. Similarly, he knew the sales teamconversations centered around boasting and bragging about their roles orfuture stature in the company. As he surveyed all that just three monthsago made up his work force, he could easily visualize the tenor of eachgroups conversation.Jordan and Melanie we clearly excited about the news. He knew them welland could recognize their body language from his vantage point among therest of the secretaries and office managers. With that he turned hisattention to his. Sally was checking me out also; while we were chatting she kept staring at my upturned C-sized boobs and long willowy legs. I don't know what made me apologize for my rude behavior in high school. Maybe it was the three glasses of wine I'd had or maybe it was my intense desire to tweak Sally's puffy pink nipples, which floated enticingly above the swirling water."There's no need for that" she purred, lightly running her fingertips along my bare shoulder. "To be honest, I've always had a crush. I stumbled back a bit, standing and acting like nothing happened. Anna sat up and looked right at my pants, and when I looked down I realized why. "You fucking pervert." She said, giving an evil smile, "So you like my ass?" W...why the fuck are you wearing that?" I responded, my cock straining against my jeans. My eyes went to her legs as she moved them, spreading them apart and showing off a bare, pink pussy that was just begging for something in it; whether it was a tongue or the throbbing.