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Island Fever 4: Paradise - Chapter 17

Date: 11/9/2017, Categories: Diary, Male/Female, Romance, Author: JeremyDCP, Rating: 90.9, Source: sexstories.com

together. Given, we took a shower and made love somewhere in the stratosphere, but that was one of the perks of owning your own aircraft, right? I stared at Lindsay on the pillow next to me, feelings of love and admiration circulating all throughout my being. Lindsay was so many things to me - wife, angel, goddess, mother-to-be - wrapped up into one glorious, little package. "You're kind of amazing, you know that?" Lindsay kissed my neck. "Amazing enough to stay here in bed for the rest of the day and night, even after our flight finally touches down in Ohio?" "Tempting, hot stuff. But no dice. You're not dragging me 4,000 miles just so we can have sex and cuddle. You have your family to visit. I have mine. We see yours tonight." Lindsay grinned lazily and pushed herself up onto her elbow. "Did you just call me hot stuff?" I felt the blush hit my cheeks. It did sound sort of ridiculous now that I played it back within my mind. "Pshhhhh. No. I would have never done that." "You did too! You called me hot stuff, and now that's going to be my name forever. Just wait until Krissy finds out. Hot stuff this, hot stuff that... I will never hear the end of it. I kind of like it!" "You're imagining things, and you're crazy." "Maybe," Lindsay smirked. "But if this is crazy, I want to always be crazy." I traced a finger along Lindsay's collarbone as the butterflies within my stomach fluttered furiously. "I feel a little crazy when I'm with you too, honey. I like it. I feel as if I'm ... always at home with you, and comfortable, and constantly turned on, and laughing all the time." "Yeah?" Lindsay murmured, her eyes dancing. God, I loved it when those pretty blue eyes danced. "Yeah. And I have to tell you, it's the best feeling in the world." I brushed a heavy clump of wet hair away from her forehead. "Being with you like this." * * * I thought the absolute world of our personal flight crew and considered them friends much more than I did employees. After Lindsay got the idea that she wanted to tell her family about the baby face-to-face, I called Mike, the crew's pilot and captain, on Friday night and asked him if he could help us out on incredibly short notice again. He was out to dinner with his wife (Carolyn) and her sister (Barbara), both of whom served as his stewardesses. Mike said we could leave in the morning (Saturday) if that was what we wanted. It was neither a concern nor a hassle to him. We opted for Sunday. Our entire family had such a positive experience with Mike, Carolyn, Barbara and co-pilot Craig during our two most recent trips (Norway to Canada to Peru, then back again) that Kristanna, Pamela and I took them out to lunch earlier in the week as a show of our appreciation. I learned that Mike had been with Carolyn since their early days in college together. 27 years and three children later, it was very easy to see that the flame still burned incredibly bright between them. These two were madly in love and simply could not survive without each ...