Imagine yourself seated with your significant other in an airplane. You are in the middle seat and your female partner is seated in the isle.
Your are either going to or returning from a wonderful romantic two-week trip in Paris. Paris is well known for its romantic places to visit.
W well-endowed – make that a very well endowed woman – works her way down the isle toward you. You feel a blush coming on as you try to keep your eyes averted from her overflowing bra. You also feel and see the daggers coming from your honey’s eyes and hear her breath hissing past her tightly-clenched teeth.
You know you are D-E-A-D. No doubt about it.
Now, let’s put the shoe on the other foot. You are still in the center between your female companion and that busty redhead. Oh sorry, I forgot the hair color as my attention was slightly distracted while observing this from two rows behind you.
Now a male that could be a Chippendale Calendar hunk comes down the aisle. You now notice that your partner is getting even by just about drooling over this guy’s muscles bulging from beneath his shear tight-fitting shirt.
It is your luck that he is seated right across the aisle from her. Her eyes just about pop our of her head and you see her squirming in her seat as she just barely moans when the manly-man bends over to put a bag underneath his seat.
He does have a great set of glutes that seem to nearly bust out of the seat of his leather pants. Now your eyes are shooting out lightening bolts.
She is going to be D-E-A-D for this overt display of uncontrollable sexual tension. Well, you deserve it for looking at that redhead.
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