I traveled down to Savannah Georgia to meet with the people at Gulfstream about picking up a used airplane. They showed me several ones they had avail...able and I settled on a G150 which would suit our needs. With a range of 3000 miles at a cruising altitude of 41,000 feet it can carry 6 passengers + crew. At mach 0.75 it can go from our home base to Los Angeles in around six hours. I arranged for the plane to be delivered to an airfield near our home by the pilot and co-pilot I had hired. The. He took my feet in his hand, and caressed it. He positioned my each foot on his thigh. I bend my legs to let it rest over there. That must me giving him a nice show at my torso. He was not looking over there.He kissed fingers of my legs. He kissed my foot and kissed my foot ankle and caressed my soft leg. He repeated the same with another leg. He went up and up with each kiss. He reached to my thighs. I closed my eyes expecting a great pleasure.He was engrossed in making love to my thighs one. How was school today?’ Said Peter swinging little Thomas into the air. I looked at my husband with different eyes. I kept seeing the woman that he had been nuzzling in to. He wore the clothes that he was wearing at lunch today, so I found it all too easy to remember. He was so good-looking. That was always Peter’s problem. Although I had never known him to give in to advances from women before (and there were always many). I’d always seen him as sort of immune. At least I thought he was. Peter. “I’m a what?” Claire said, not believing what she had heard. “I’m not a...”Tony interrupted her. “Oh, come on, Claire! You’re always flirting with all the guys, wearing slutty clothes and showing off your tits and ass to everybody! It’s kind of obvious, don’t you think?”“Just because I wear pretty clothes and have a nice body doesn’t mean…,”He cut her off again. “Whatever. But, you sure know your way around a cock.” Then, under his breath, “Fucking bitch…”They drove home in silence. Claire was.