The flights were uneventful but we had Annette roaring when we told her of what we had done with Nick’s cock on the flight over. Return flights are during the day so that kind of horseplay is almost out of the question. Little did we know about Annette. Once again, we had filled the three seats in our row and Nick sat in the row behind us with a couple of elderly women. We were a couple of hours into the flight from Paris to Newark and Annette knelt up on her seat and looked at Nick sitting right behind her.
When she saw she had all of their attention she cooed to Nick in her cute, little, put-on, small girls voice with a lovely French accent, “Honey, isn’t there any place on this plane where we can have some sex?”
Nick almost shit himself and the two old women were gasping and stuttering.
“Nick, if we can’t do it out here can’t we cram ourselves into one of the lavatories and I will treat you REAL good. I promise.”
By this time the old ladies were having a difficult time catching their breath and Jeannie and I were becoming afraid they would have some serious medical problem if this went on any longer.
I reached over, tugged at Annette and said loudly, “Annette, you’ll just have to wait until we get to the Newark terminal. There are all kinds of places where you and Nick can get together.”
She played it to the hilt, “Aw, I wanted to feel his hot body next to me now but I’ll wait. Nick, you run ahead as soon as we can get off the plane and find that special place. OK?”
Nick was so shocked he couldn’t even speak and that had Jeannie and I in absolute hysterics.
When the plane taxied up to the gate in Newark Jeannie turned and said very loudly, “Nick, remember what you promised Annette. You are going to run ahead to find that special place where you two can have sex before we catch our next flight.”
This time it wasn’t just the old ladies who heard it. At least ten people in the rows in front and across the aisle heard it and they were all gasping, choking and just plain laughing; especially the guys when they saw Annette’s ravishing body.
Each of them made it a point to brush against her lovely breasts whenever they could on the way off the plane. She smiled at each one of them making each feel that if Nick couldn’t find that ‘special place’ they might be given the opportunity to pay for a room at the airport hotel.
Our final flight went off without a hitch and we were back in our place an hour after landing. Five minutes after entering our place and getting the air conditioning turned on the three gals were all stripped naked and getting reacquainted with the others bodies. Annette had become quite adept at pleasing Jeannie and I with her mouth. We could do the same for her and there were times we had a real sex circle going and that was even without Nick joining in although it was even better when he did.
Our lives are going to be totally different from here on out and I promise to keep you all posted as to the developments.