She and her husband George were half way through their seven and a half hour flight from San Francisco to Aruba for a very overdue vacation. George wa... a lawyer and Vicky was his legal secretary. He had decided a while ago to eschew the ordinary path to a successful career as an attorney and had instead hung out his own shingle. With his wife at his side, he had built a successful practice for himself, but doing so had been hard work for them both. At long last, with careful scheduling, they. Once more she brushed aside the braver guys that tried to dance with her or grind against her backside. She looked over at me every few minutes. However, she gave up on asking me to join her on the dance floor; she just smiled and enjoyed the attention she was getting. I motioned that I'd get another round and she smiled with a yes expression. I headed for the bar.After some time I returned and realized the guy she was with had been there a while as he had been flirting with her before I had. ‘Whatever it was, it was fucking unbelievable! I have never enjoyed such inhibited sex like that. Watching you being attended to, having you suck my clit whilst I watched……..’Alice’s words dying off as her thoughts drifted to what had occurred as she absent-mindedly stroked her quickly budding nipples. Feeling a fluttering in my pussy watching her, I softly said,‘Masturbate for me……here……now……spread your legs in front of me…….make yourself cum. I’m still so turned on, I want to watch. "Here," she taunted, throwing the silky material onto my lap, "Would you be a dear and give this and the rest of the laundry to the hotel service while I have my bath? Thanks."With another quick peck, she turned and walked away, not even looking back as she stepped out of the skirt at the bathroom door. Her thong was reduced to a line at her back, and although I had seen her, especially of late, in such states of undress, the knowledge that I was 'being her husband' was getting a little too.