Monica didn’t even get to sit down or have a drink. She had just given me a hug when we were told our plane was ready. Monica was speechless when we...walked down the stairs an out to a waiting cart that drove us over to the Lear jet. Hey no stops and very private with only the pilot co-pilot and attendant. The three would stay in the cockpit unless we need something and the intercom would bring the attendant immediately. It was a 9 hour flight and we had the missed drink after takeoff and then a. "Isn't Peter Stewart the owner of Illinois Technology? Are you related?"He saw a glorious sunshine smile as she said, "He's my husband." And obviously he's a very lucky man! Mrs. Stewart, I am impressed. I'll tell you what: I handle marketing and administration here. My mother handles the technical side, most particularly including the kind of hard drives we use in our units. I don't know one from another, I'm sorry to say. Would you excuse me a minute? I hope you don't mind waiting for a few. “That’s it, fuck me harder! Ugh, ugh, ugh, I’m about to cum!” I felt that magical feeling coming and moaned that I too was coming to give her a heads up. Just as she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer, I let loose all of my sperm into her. We both let out a euphoric scream and I collapsed on top of her as we both slipped into an orgasm, dazed and amazed.We laid there for a while after we finished having sex, taking in the outdoor air and the perfect view of the city lit up with. "Yes, that is about what Maureen told me last night," he said.We exited the elevator and headed for executive suite of offices. Sophia was not in yet, but that was not much of a surprise. She had been known to stay late more often than not. Valerie however was waiting for Craig in his reception area though."Good. You are all here," she said in a voice much too chipper to be believed for so early in the morning. I followed Craig into his office, took off my coat and tossed it on the chair beside.