Chapter 10 - An Affair
Jane was in the other room when I got the text message. It only said one thing; "Wife?" I looked around a bit, to make sure. I was in the office, working on some crew scheduling stuff for the upcoming couple months. Jane was downstairs in the living room, half watching a TV show, and making a few alterations to some of her clothes.
"No, we're safe" I replied to the text. The next thing to come through was a picture of the woman, from the next down, completely naked. "Mmmmmmmm" I moaned, surprised at how sudden and hot that was.
"Are you okay up there, babe?" Jane said from downstairs.
"Yeah, I'm good, but the scheduling site just crashed." I kept looking at the picture.
It had started a month before. I got an email on my work email from a woman, inquiring about an upcoming trip. The question turned to light flirting, which turned to heavy flirting, which led to an exchange of phone numbers. This was the third picture I'd received of the woman, and my motor was getting running. It was going to take a heroic effort to keep from having to do anything to pleasure myself. I was holding out for the time being. I texted with the woman, and she finally suggested something; I had a four-day trip planned. Instead of doing the trip, she wanted me to cancel it, and fly out to Las Vegas. I could get there for free, and I knew of a guy who would be happy to take my flights. So that night, I made arrangements to trade the trip with another pilot, and my Vegas escapade was planned
Jane drove me to the airport, and kissed me goodbye like usual. I went in towards crew rest, and then doubled back to hop a Pan Am flight, eventually reaching my destination. An hour or so later, I was in my room, having left instructions with the desk to give a card to the woman I was meeting. I waited a few hours, knowing her flight was due, and finally heard the rustling of luggage outside my door, followed by the beep of the key card. The door opened, and I could see the silhouette of a woman, with a form fitting, sexy black dress on. She walked in, closed the door, and Jane walked into the light. "What would your wife say if she knew that you were fucking strangers" Jane said, seductive as hell.
"Let me ask her" was all I could reply.
Jane had, about a month earlier, noticed that we had gone a week without sex. Despite my protestations (I had been gone for three of those days, and we had sex literally as soon as I came in the door at the end of the week), she declared us to be in a rut. A few minutes later, she had emailed me an inane question to my work email. "Jane, uh, are you okay? I asked.
"Just play along" she said, giggling a bit. I did, and it led me to getting nude pictures of her, being told I had to keep my hands, um, off myself until we could get to Vegas, and now this. When she walked through the door, I was as hard as a diamond. Jane was going to get it tonight.
She sauntered over to me, moving her hips in an exaggerated fashion, being as seductive as ever. "Your wife is going to be so mad to lose you to someone this sexy" she said. She absolutely oozed confidence, out of every pore in her body. I replied by pulling her onto the bed, her falling next to me, giggling.