Slowly, I opened the door and stepped outside. It was quiet, thepassengers were still asleep, unaware of what was going on. I sneakeddown the aisle ...back to my seat. Jay was gone. I sneaked back up tothe toilets. The plane was big enough to have two installed and Icould here a quiet but familiar groan come from one of them. It wasthe sound of my husband making love.The door was shut, but not locked. I quickly snapped the door open andsaw my husband inside with another stewardess. She was. So Tom proceeded to work Rose’s clit and her lips, with some teasing of where the leg meets the crotch, which for Rose is notably sensitive to Tom’s touch, and becomes quickly warm any time he strays to caress the soft skin there. And did Rose come alive as Tom slowly worked his magic on Rose’s clit. Rose started to convulse even without Tom going near her opening with his fingers. Tom decided to try something, using his left hand’s pointer finger to work her clit while fishing his right middle. When she kissed him with passion and feeling and thanked him for the most wonderful week of her life, she really meant it.Frank watched her disappear into her place and as his chauffeur started the drive back to his hotel, he revisited the past week. Once again he tried to compare Sharon to Sandy and Beth.It was certainly a difficult task, one he wanted to think on leisurely over the next day or two, not wanting to be too influenced by the last person he had made love to and thus inadvertently. Keith looked at me as he asked, ”What the hell was that about?”I told him he didn't want to know. He looked at me thinking then told me I was probably right. I told him I had enjoyed the butt fuck but it won't be something he got every night as that thing felt like a log in my ass.”Not even if I got you flowers?” Keith asked with a smile on his face.A month into being married Keith and I even removed his war wall. The pictures we saved in a box still unopened to this day except for two pictures.