Chapter 1

The Trip

My husband and I were on our way to Colombia, South America. My husband, Richard, Rick for short. He is a salesman, and a very good one. That is why his company was sending us to Colombia. They wanted to know if there was a future in selling farm equipment to the Columbians. Columbia’s agriculture growth is staggering and they didn’t want left out of the market.

Neither one of us expected to be flying on such a small plain, and with only two turbo prop engines. It reminded me the planes Rick and I flew for fun and vacations.

We had landed in Puerto Rico to refuel. From there we were flying to Venezuela, then on to Monteria.

In Porto Rico, three of the hottest men I had ever laid eyes on came aboard the airplane. They all had dark brown very tan skin, muscles that came out of their muscles, and smiles that would light up the night. I was happy when they all sat right by me so that I could talk to them. I knew that Rick didn’t mine me flirting with men. It had always turned him on something fierce.

I had been doing it for years now, teasing him. Every time I did, I could see his cock getting bigger in his pants. Not only that, but the more I tease them, the more love we make at night. Rick is an incredible lover. Yet, he had encouraged me to practice the behavior many, many times over, over the past three years that we had been married.

I do, but teasing is as far as I had ever gone. I had never even let another man hold my hand. I love Rick, he is just perfect. He is ruggedly handsome, strong, smart, gentle and loving. I really wanted to grow old with him.

When the men came aboard, I couldn’t help but shyly smile at them, I even batted my eyes a bit. They didn’t notice though, as the dress I was wearing was really too low cut, and my forty-two EE breasts were displaying an enormous amount of cleavage. They each sat around me, because Rick was in the front of the plain, talking flying with the pilot, Arthur Knocks.

What can I say? You get two pilots together and the world evaporates around them. Well until one of them has to get a beer or take a piss anyway.

Don’t laugh at this, go to a general aviation airport and see for yourself.

True story; I was with Richard in a GA airport. He was talking away with another pilot. We had initially had plans to go out for dinner and instead of washing dishes, we would spend the time making love when we got home. I stood by him for almost forty-five minutes before I started pulling down my dress, showing off the cleavage of my forty-two EE breasts. I got it so low that my nipples where about to pop out and almost a third of my areolas were showing.

The only person that noticed was Kathy Day, A wonderful woman that I met that day. She laughed, which caught my attention and made me look up. It didn’t even phase the men when I walked over and introduced myself.

She introduced herself to me, then told me that she only wished she had the nerve to do what I had just done, as her husband was a pilot too.

Sadly, Kathy had succumbed to cancer and she lost the battle July 2020. She was very much loved and survived by two daughters and one son, several grand kids and a husband that brought her his faithful and unconditional love to her until the last.

“SHE WILL BE MISSED!!”

Anyway, to continue, we talked for almost three hours before Richard came looking for me. We did go out, but it was to Pizza Hut, and we brought it home.