I sit down on the toilet seat and spread my legs further, while the tip of her tongue circles my clit.Finally I can't stand it anymore. I look down at...her, with her red coloured hair between my legs, the nice airline uniform still neat while she's licking my cunt, and then I squirt at her. A hot stream rushes out of my hole and she jerks back surprised and gasps for air. My piss soaks her white blouse and at first it looks like she's about to run, but then the submissive in her comes back and. I looked at her again and bit at my lower lip as she took the seat beside me. Not only was I feeling a bit, no not a bit, VERY awkward sitting next to this woman, but I was getting a hard-on. DAMNIT! I thought to myself, Please don’t let my track pants tent up! I don't want to have to adjust myself within this woman’s line of sight. Apparently I'm guessing God had other plans, or was busy answering other prayers because seconds later, my boner was making his bus ride debut, growing and growing. Memories of your mother and father, the way they looked, smelled, acted and sounded. Memories of your friends, and girlfriend, and they way you used to sneak in and out. All of it feels so long ago now. It is difficult not to hope, that any moment a bunch of people would jump out and yell: SURPRISE! But at the same time, it feels really good to be home. In four years you haven't given this place a single thought (except during Christmas), and now it is to late. You can remember why you had. "You sure?" I asked."Not yet," she replied. "But it's been so long since I felt wanted rather than used." No strings?" I asked."Definitely no strings. I have this silly reputation to keep haven't I?" she sighed. "Plus my hubby would go mental, he mightn't treat me the way I'd like, but he wouldn't like anyone else enjoying what he considers his either." It's always nice to be appreciated," I said and placed a soft kiss on her neck.Barbara gave a delicate shiver as my lips placed more kisses on.