I wasn't sure what in the hell that was about. It was probably everything altogether, to be honest.There was Beth's helplessness, and perhaps that thi... was the first suggestion that my relationship with her was starting to fade.Then there was the suggestion that whatever this was that I was having with Zoey, was, in fact, something.I began to sniffle and cry myself, which caused Beth to reflexively hold me tighter. It seemed she found my tears quite comforting, in a strange way.If she only. She asked me a few pointed questions during the layover. I told her nothing.”“She got the same from me. She has a feeling something happened during the flight. I told her it was the storm.”“We think alike! I told her the same thing, that you helped me by being nice, which you are. I didn’t think it was any of her business about the other thing. That is between you and me. It was really nice. I have never felt that way before.”“Felt how?”She leaned over towards me her mouth close to my ear.“Your. Your mind is catching up to the thoughts within. Wanting to feel that touch, wondering what it would feel like, thinking how a hardened cock will fill your hand as you slowly stroke it. Milking it producing the precum, rubbing the tip across your tongue getting the reaction of the cock pulsing in your hand, the tip bumping into your open mouth which you quickly close around the tip. Tasting for the first time......The feel of it against your lips, the firmness as it slowly disappears into your. His chest muscles rippled in the light and he had an eight pack to die for. I wanted to run my fingers over his chest and melt into his body. ‘Tonight is gonna rock!’ I said, excitedly. Matt looked me up and down, obviously liking what he saw. ‘Yeah it is,’ He said as a smile appeared over his face. ‘It sure is.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ I asked, nudging him with my elbow. ‘Shot gun.’ ‘Oh yeah,’ He mimicked. ‘I’m driving.’ Even better, I thought. Even better. * * * * * Everyone was ready to go when we got.