My wife Pat and I had a lovely weeks holiday with friends just outside Alicante and were at the airport on our way back home. we had a bit of a bust up and I went downstairs leaving Pat on her own. I went back in 30 minutes later and couldn't see her, so I settled down for a whisky. 10 minutes later out she came from the ladies followed by a young well dressed guy. She saw me but totally ignored me and they sat down together in a quite area with their backs to everyone. One thing you couldn't miss was they were kissing quite heavily. I saw her head go below the level of the back of the seat and my mind was racing. I decided to walk over to the toilets to see if I could get a better view and I got more than I reconnned for. She was giving him a blow job and he had her skirt up to her waist, with his fingers going in and out of her like a train. She looked, noticed me, immediately stood up, took his hand and led off to the ladies again. Eventualy we met on the flight and she proceeded to tell me all about her new friend and that he was taking her back to his house when they landed to give her the best fuck she's ever had. I saw her 3 days later and she was totally exhausted and comlaining about a very tender pussy. What her friend had failed to tell her was that he shared with 2 other guys and with it being a long weekend whe never got out ofbed except to go to the loo.