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and having a grand old time!"
    Yeah, that wasn't the kind of conversation that you had with your future wife the night before she was scheduled to become your wife! I could just imagine things spiraling out of control from there to the point that we didn't even get married. I had visions of a shouting match starting on the plane getting us kicked off and anally probed by some bored TSA agent making minimum wage while he violated our constitutional rights and our asses in equal measure.
    I don't know why I was thinking that way, there was nothing in our history to make me think Lindsay would react like that, but there was just something about the shame I was feeling about this fantasy. There was something about how taboo it was that made me think she wasn't going to react all that well. As ridiculous as that worry was.
    I adjusted myself again. "No baby, nothing's wrong."
    Though she caught the movement as I was adjusting myself. Her eyes ran down along my body in much the same way that some older guy who was walking past ran his eyes over her body which just made me at that much harder, that much more uncomfortable. Her eyes locked on my cock even as that guy's eyes locked on her cleavage. He wasn't even bothering to be discreet about it. Hell, he was old enough that he probably didn't care about discretion and the woman I assumed was his wife was so distracted that it's not like she was going to catch him anyways. He just continued staring as they walked past as though he could somehow see through her shirt if he just stared long enough. And at the same time Lindsay's eyes were locking onto my cock and she looked up to me and smiled.
    I quickly moved my gaze back to my bride to be. I didn't want her catching me looking at other guys checking her out. That could very well result in that conversation that I wanted very much to avoid.
    "Oh my," she said. "Are you really having that problem after our little interlude in the changing room earlier today?"
    I grinned sheepishly. "What can I say? The thought of getting hitched to you has me so fucking excited!"
    Okay, so that was a little bit of a lie. More than a little bit of a lie! It was one whopper of a lie, but I wasn't going to tell her the real reason I was so uncomfortably hard. And from the way her face lit up, from the way she smiled and bounced ever so slightly causing her tits to jiggle in a hypnotic way, she seemed to buy it. Which was fine with me.
    "You naughty boy!"
    "So what would you say to trying to join the mile high club?" I whispered.
    She looked around and then back to me. Down to my cock and then back up to my face. She bit her lip in an oh so sexy expression that I loved. It showed that she was getting really fucking turned on. And seeing my future wife getting really fucking turned on never failed to get me really fucking turned on right along with her!
    A mischievous twinkle came to her eyes as she glanced down to my cock and licked her lips. I loved it when that mischievous twinkle came to her eyes. It usually meant she was about to go along with whatever crazy thing I was suggesting.
    "I'd love to join the mile high club with you baby," she said.
    I leaned forward eagerly for a moment, but then I recognized that tone. That was a tone that said there was a "but" lurking somewhere close by.
    "But?"
    She giggled.
    "But we have our wedding tomorrow morning on the beach and I figured we'd have one hell of a celebration on our wedding night. I want to make sure you're at one hundred percent, and you've already had some fun today…"
    I leaned back into my seat but didn't say anything. I didn't let out the frustrated groan I was feeling. No, I didn't want to ruin the moment.
    It looked like I was going to be suffering for the nine to ten hour flight after all. I just had to find something to occupy my thoughts other than the idea of other men staring at my soon to be bride and lusting after her. I didn't know how I was going to do it, but I'd try.
    It didn't