I live in Pune. Once, there was an important business meeting for which I had to leave for Bangalore. I generally prefer business class as we can rela...x their much more than economy class.While boarding, I saw so many beautiful air hostesses but my eyes got stuck to only one among them. She was damn beautiful with blue eyes. She was gifted with a nice figure of 32-34-32. Merely by looking at her, I got aroused and my penis became hard. But I tried to control myself.Then I sat on my seat. The. She was gorgeous and young, maybe twenty-one. She couldn't have been a cop long. Next she unbuckled her heavy utility belt and sat it on the roof my Mustang next to her sunglasses. She skillfully undid the buttons of her navy blue shirt and then unvelcroed her bulletproof vest. Underneath she wore a white t-shirt and a black sports bra, which she quickly removed. Her breasts were lovely, well formed with little, pink nipples. Her tits were a little larger than Mary's, a little fuller."Very. ”“Dude, it’s hardly 10! Dork!” My sister’s voice carried her laugh at me from deep into our home. I kicked off my shoes.“Hey, yeah, I guess I’ll have to wait until--” I came to a hard stop when I saw Xiomara waiting in our living room. She was dressed in a low cut green top and skin tight jeans. She chewed the bottom left corner of her lip until we made eye contact. She had a brilliant smile.“Wait until what?” Xiomara smirked as her eyes glittered with curiosity. I wasn’t going to talk about. I expect it to grow and mature. But ask me again in eight or nine years, okay?" smiled Steve. "She'll be a doctor, you'll be a network anchor, and I'll probably be looking for a way to spend more time with Gwen."Jordan watched the interview with Gwen and her family that evening. Gwen was smiling broadly as Steve answered Amber's question. Paula and Kate appeared to be quite happy also."Eight or nine years? Most marriages don't even last that long. Nobody keeps a boyfriend that long, even a Boy.