My hand in hers, I helped her onto her feet and embraced her, enjoying her soft, sexy body one last time. My fingers combed through her dark thick hai... as our eyes connected. "You're a gloriously beautiful and sexy woman, Ahsan, whom I've thoroughly enjoyed being with. I wish we had more time, and not just for sex. I'd love to get to know you." Me too," she smiled. "And maybe not just for the sex."We laughed. She had a sexy, throaty laugh. "I know you're shy," I told her, "and I used to be as. There’s a co-ed locker room up there where we lose our clothes before going on to what are euphemistically called ‘more comfortable surroundings.’”We each got a drink at the bar and took the last unoccupied table near the edge of the dance floor on the ground level. Some sexy music played by a DJ alternated between slow and fast numbers, emphasizing the slow and romantic numbers. The dancers were a show all to themselves; male and female hands wandered over their partners’ bodies in an excited. As I lay there I heard the mystery man again, this time whispering into my right ear. ‘Thank you Jessie. Now as you’ve been a good girl you can have some cock. Say “thank you sir”. I did as I was told. I felt his cock poised at my entrance, his hands rested on my hips and then he pulled me towards him, pressing his trembling cock against me from behind, then he thrust down into me. He didn’t stop until he was bottomed out inside me. There I was being fucked for the first time in the office, not. I asked about phone and computer use. Satellite phones were the only thing that would work. Computers could be used but there would be no internet connection, which I expected. I moved back to the jump seat.I started a daily diary; I thought it may be interesting reading after my 6 weeks were over. I kept a separate ledger of things that Marcy could cross check for billing.Seven hours into the flight I was the kind of hungry that snacks could not cure. I was sure everyone else was too. This.