The economy had taken its toll on our savings. My husband who is loving and a good provider was being transferred again. One of our past houses which we had been unable to sell since we now owed more then it was worth was a financial drain. We had rented it out but for less then our payments. To make matters worse the renters had stopped paying and had finally just been evicted. We had continued to make payments and once they were out we discovered they had done several thousand dollars in damage. In the end between our part of the moving expenses and the cost of repairs our savings were depleted. I was tired from dealing with the move the renters and all that had been going on. My husband had not been able to help since he had already started his new assignment across the country.
He had come back for e week to finish up some loose ends at his old job but with no house to stay in and all of our possesions on a truck i left him to go visit family. At the end of the week we met up at a layover to fly the last leg of the trip together. He asked if i wanted to join the mile high club on our flight. I was tired and not in the mood and so i told him no without any hesitation. He sighed and nodded and we prepared to board the plane. We were on a late night flight but even though i was not in the mood i had worn a loose low cut shirt that showed my freckled 34D cleavage nicely and some stretch tight pants that left little of the rest of my curves to the imagination. He does like to show me off. Judging by the bulge in his pants he liked it. As we borded the plane my husband surprised me by trading tickets with me. His frequent flyer miles had earned him an upgrade to first class. He gave me a kiss and dutifully trudged back to take my isle seat several rows back in coach. I sat down in my isle seat and settled in. A few minutes later a man about ten years younger then me excused himself as he edged past me to his window seat. I could not held admiring his butt as he slid past.