With no sleep last night, both Alexis and I slept on the flight home. Alexis slept turned slightly toward me with her head on my shoulder and a hand on my crotch and I fell asleep with my head resting on her head. I woke with a start about an hour from home. My mouth was hanging open. I opened my eyes and looked around to see if anyone had caught that undignified posture. We were in the second row back in coach on the starboard side. A stewardess was looking at me when my eyes opened. She had a little smile on her face and I figured she was amused by my mouth hanging open. Then I realized that she was looking lower than my face and I looked down. Alexis was drooling on my shirt. At some point, she had pulled my zipper down and pushed her left hand inside my pants clutching my cock. Her hand wasn't moving and my cock remained in a flaccid state.
I looked back up at the stewardess and she was looking at my face. She smiled and then moved down the aisle. I leaned over and kissed Alexis on the forehead. She groaned and pulled her head off my shoulder. She sucked saliva into her mouth and wiped off her chin. She looked up at me and said, "How much longer?" I told her about an hour. She pulled her hand from my pants and looked up and grinned. I zipped my pants back up.
There was no one sitting beside Alexis on the window so she lifted the seat dividers and positioned herself so she could lay down with her head in my lap. I ran my fingers through her hair massaging her scalp. She looked up at me and mewed her pleasure with the massage. She rolled her head and kissed my cock through my pants and smiled up at me. She giggled as my cock hardened from her kiss and the pressure of her head.
The same stewardess stopped at our row and said, "Do you have any trash I can take?" I looked at her and shook my head. She looked down at Alexis again and said, "Your girlfriend is very lovely."
I smiled at her and looked down at Alexis before saying, "She is isn't she."
The stewardess said nothing more and resumed her position standing at the partition between first class and coach like she was guarding the inner sanctum until the pilot announced our descent and ordered seatbacks and tray-tables to their upright positions. The stewardess stepped forward and asked Alexis to sit back in her seat and put on her seatbelt. She had drooled into my lap and I had a big wet spot on my crotch when she sat back up. She saw it and giggled as she apologized for the mess. I brushed the spot but there was nothing to be done about it.
First class passenger departed the plane first followed closely by Alexis and me. We collected our bags from baggage claim and got the bus to the parking lot. We found our van and heaved our bags into the back. I was exhausted as we drove into the city. Alexis kept yawning, which set me off. Why is it that if you see someone yawning, you yawn too. Alexis and I were quiet and I turned on the radio. It was cold and neither of us was wearing winter clothes. The van heater barely gained a comfortable temperature before we drove into the parking garage of our condo in mid-city.
I carried the bags to the elevator being held by Alexis. She opened our front door and I dropped the bags just inside. We were glad to leave and glad to be home. Alexis dropped herself onto the sofa like she was in a WWE match. I collapsed in a chair beside the sofa. I was starving. We had slept through the meal on the flight home. I don't even know what they served. My stomach growled so loud that Alexis looked over at me. She said, "There's not much here to eat." Alexis reached over her head and grabbed the phone and started dialing. I figured she was ordering pizza. I heard the other end of the call buzzing a couple times and then stop. Alexis said, "Hi. We're home and we're starving." A few seconds later she said, "You're a live-saver, thanks. We'll be right up," and hung up. We were going up to the penthouse was the only conclusion.
I looked to see if Alexis' drool-stains on my shirt and pants had dried and they had. I stood up and helped Alexis to her feet. We'd slept for the better part of three hours and we both looked like we'd been pulled through a knot-hole, one leg at a time. Alexis grabbed the keys. The elevator was waiting for us and we rode express to the penthouse.
Olivia was waiting in the foyer as the elevator doors whooshed open. She was immaculately dressed as usual in a leather mini-skirt and a tight V-neck buttoned sweater that enhanced her huge breasts and showed a lot of cleavage. Her platinum blonde hair must have just been professionally done at her salon. Her makeup was perfect. After only a week, I was instantly reminded of how spectacularly gorgeous she was. Alexis rushed out of the elevator ahead of me and embraced Olivia in a passionate kiss. I felt my cock pressing to get out of its confines. I stepped out of the elevator and the doors whooshed shut behind me.
Sophia hurried into the foyer to greet us. She was dressed just as high-fashion as Olivia. I went to her and wrapped her up in my arms and hugged her tightly. She stretched up to kiss me and I bent low to receive it. I said, "We're glad to be home. We missed you guys." Olivia and Alexis broke their embrace and we switched as I hugged Olivia, pulling her massive breasts tight to my ribs. My cock pressed a little more firmly on my pants.
Olivia took my hand and Sophia and Alexis walked with their arms around each other's waists through the living room to the dining room. One end of their table was covered with a loaf of bread, sliced turkey, ham and roast beef. Bags of various types of chips sat in the middle. It wasn't a gourmet meal but it sure looked good to me. Sophia brought a few beers from the kitchen and we all sat down. Sophia and Olivia didn't eat but they drank a couple of beers along with us as we made sandwiches and chowed-down.
Between bites, Alexis said, "I'm sure you heard the news about Dee and Jarrod." Both Olivia's and Sophia's faces lit up.
Sophia said, "Yes. Amazing news. We are so happy for them." Sophia's broad smile turned sad when she looked at the sullen look on Olivia's face. We looked back and forth from Sophia to Olivia. They wouldn't look at us as they sipped their beers and stared at the table. Olivia stole a glance at me but it was a fleeting one. I looked at Alexis with concern and Alexis shrugged her shoulders.
