Throughall this, I had said not a word to my seatmate. We sat in silence, shegazing out her portal where the jet pod occasionally sparked the dark,and... I, aware of her every breath. I felt, rather than saw, her shiver. I stood and retrieved mylong overcoat from the rack. Without asking I spread it over her. She smiledin thanks and faced away once more to the porthole. I sat and began tosearch for a conversational gambit that would not sound like a pickup line.I wanted something that would. Do you have other candidates to interview for the position?”“There are two other people but you obviously were our first choice.”“Let me give you a name of someone to consider. A Major Justin Marino was my commanding officer when I was in the Army. He has strong administrative and people management skills and is someone I think would do a fine job in the position you have available. He is stationed at Fort Benning and is retiring shortly. I would strongly recommend him for the position. Do you. ”“No, fuck that, but I tell you what I will do: On Friday, you go out with your friends, Jing can look after the k**s, and I will come home a little early with food and wine. How does that sound?”“Perfect”I was still a bit unsure, but figured what the hell; just go with it. After all, we were talking about her cousin, an eighteen year old virgin hard body and so it was worth the risk of marriage breakdown. Jing’s nipples had enthralled me for years and if her pussy was anything like Kutwijf, I. ‘No.’ Cameron pulled Heather to her feet and swept her into his arms for a long, hard kiss. Heather felt her knees buckle as Cameron held her and she almost fell to the floor when the kiss ended. Cameron looked amused. ‘Why, Heather, I do believe you are blushing.’ He pulled her into his arms and sat down with her in his lap. ‘Now, my darling, give me your hand.’ Heather did, and Cameron placed it on his crotch. Heather felt his hard cock through his breeches. ‘Do you feel that?’ Cameron.