Melanie smiled, ever so slightly. It had not been bravado. He was a fucking Marine and a damned fine pilot. He’d been in tighter situations. It was ...nlikely that they would take hostile fire on approach to Pittsburgh. It was not a piece of cake but he had every expectation of landing this beast in one piece. A new voice came in his ear. ‘Global 7749 this is Captain…this is Bob—Bob Mattson, your friendly neighborhood 747 instructor. To whom do I have the pleasure of speaking?’ Ken introduced him. But he's just a chat room friend. We e-com sometimes. Nothing serious, just talk," she said. "We've never met in person—really." Just talk. You've never met him. But, you tell him things you don't even tell me. How's that?' I said."Herb, sometimes—sometimes—a body needs—well someone to talk to..." What are husbands for, Gil? What am I chopped liver? You can't talk to me?" I said."Honey..." Gil, you have to stop this chat nonsense. Since, as you say you've never actually met the guy; well, I can. Now I’m not gonna brag but my girl is pretty fine. She’s about 5’5”, with beautiful green eyes slightly curly brown hair that falls to her mid back and an ass to die for. She isn’t one of those preppy girls either, she’s down to earth and great to talk to and she makes sure that when she’s around I’m never bored. Like I was saying it was pretty hot out and that definitely suited me because that meant my girl was dressed in my favourite short skirt with this sexy tank top that showed off just. Now his hand was playingwith her other breast, caressing the baby soft tissue and stroking herhypersensitive nipple. Rose returned the favor and not so gently tuggedon his nipples, causing them to swell into hard little nubs. Jack was nowdry humping his wife with just the silk of his panties separating the twolovers. He felt something building inside him like small explosions goingoff, and they spread warmth all through him. Rose removed one hand andlightly ran her fingers down to his panties..