Then our hands briefly touched and I was as still as the face on the moon. She smiled, such a lovely smile and said, ‘Hello.’ I was screwed. I t...ied to answer, but when face to face with my Goddess, I stammered, ‘I, unh, oh -‘ I was saved, or rather spared further emasculation of myself as the Librarian interrupted, ‘Excuse me, but here is your book.’ I was snapped out my private hell and I quickly turned, snatched the book from her hand and nearly ran for the door. Yep. Definitely not a. It says, NO Airport exit 3 miles!’ She got it and laughed. We saw quite a few signs where they abbreviated New Orleans with N.O.. Every one of them was funny. We took the NO Airport exit and at the airport Kelly said, ‘I’ll wait a couple miles farther down. You go in and pick her up. She’s already at the curb. She’s wearing a yellow dress.’ I made the turn into the airport and battled traffic for fifteen minutes. I slid in as close to the curb as I could get and a cop came up to my door. ‘A. I first pressed her boobs from over her shirt then slowly put my hands under the shirt she opened her bra hooks so that it’s easy to access then slowly I moved down and put hand in the panty and started playing with her clit she was in heaven then I took her hand and put it on my dick while opening my zip she took it in her hand gripped it well and started putting pressure on it and it was an awesome feeling.I can’t express she was totally wet and my dick also showered some pre cum drops we. So just by looking you can’t tell if we are married, to each other or at all. We later found out to great amusement that one of the guys suggested she might be a very high priced escort out with a client. The cheese course came and as we were having it with the remaining wine I noticed Martin, the manager, bringing a bottle of champagne to the guys table. Immediately I knew what had happened. With a discreet look in my wife’s direction, my suspicions were confirmed. Her gaze was fixated on the.