Free Secretly by Susan Cantor

He made the necessary arrangements, and in less than an hour we were on a private plane on the way back to the states. My husband was taken to an undisclosed location for debriefing and interrogation, and I was feeling numb and empty after all of this.
     
We were the only two people on board, except for the pilot that was flying the plane up front. “Selena, I want to apologize for my subterfuge, and the gun was meant for me, as a care package from the government, and I had no intention of involving you in any of it. I just got caught up in the moment, and you were so damn charming and beautiful that I just couldn't control…. mmmmmppphhhhh. In the middle of his speech, I had grabbed him and pulled him in for a kiss that left us both breathless and wanting more.
     
“I think it might be time to join the mile high club.” I straddled his waist, undoing his shirt, and pulling that off of his shoulders, until they were snugly behind his back, leaving him at my mercy, even though I knew that he could probably get out of it very easily. “You don't have to explain anything, and from what I saw on a husband's computer, I would say that he has been hiding his true self for way too long. There are cash transactions from various criminal organizations, not to mention assassinations that he is going to have to answer for.” I kissed his chest, leaving behind my lipstick as a way to mark my territory.
     
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
     
“No, but why should you be the one to always initiate these things.”
     
“Before we go any further, I want to tell you that Michael will probably not be seeing the light of day for some time, and that he was in Japan for a meeting with his handler. They were watching you, and those men that were shooting at you have been captured. My people have also brought into custody his handler, and they are in the process of taking down the whole house of cards.” He didn't have to tell me any of this, and the fact that he was so willing to share, showed me that he was more man than my husband could even dream to be.
     
Tracing my tongue down over his stomach, I came to his belt and made short work of that. I took it, wrapped it around my own wrists, and then he was able to extricate himself from his shirt. Reaching down, he released his Python, letting it run back and forth against the fabric of my very sheer panties. He didn't even try to lift my skirt this time, instead seeking out the object of his desire with a tip of his cock.
     
“Yes, you know just what I like.” I said feeling the entirety of himself wedging itself between my lips. I couldn't see what was going on, because my skirt was in the way, but that didn't stop me from feeling the expansive presence pushing in and out of my very wet self. Being tied up was exciting, and he had his hands on my hips as he bounced me up and down in his lap. This wasn't shallow strokes, but more long and insistent ones that were making my pussy burn a streak of my juices down over his shaft.
     
His teeth tore into my buttons, ripping them off my shirt, and pushing his head between the cleavage of my bosom. His lips took advantage of the situation, taking each of my nipples into his mouth as he pushed my breasts together to do so. “Yes, more, I want more and I want it all the time.” My body was a blur of motion, as I continually moaned my joy for feeling his cock suctioning in and out of my hole. I was beside myself with pleasure, and soon I was going to find my sweet release.
     
I could feel what he was doing to me all the way down to my toes, and it was causing a cascade effect throughout my entire body. I trembled, shook and humped against him, so I could get him as deep as I possibly could. “YESSSSSS.” I couldn't help it; he just had a way of igniting a spark to turn my body into his own personal Wonderland.
     
All this time, and we had never strayed from eye contact, and he was watching me cum all over his cock, until finally