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month in the south Pacific passed by all too quickly. It was a Friday morning
as we headed in to the harbour at
had been a fantastic and relaxing time. We spent our days swimming. Diving and
just chilling out and it had proved to be a fantastic way of just recharging
the batteries. As for the guy that had tried to kill me, he was till stranded
somewhere, as far as I knew. I had instructed a couple of the agents from FI to
go and pick him up once we got to
as I was saying it was Friday morning as we sailed in to the harbour at
After taking a shower and putting on some shorts and t-shirts, we headed up on deck for breakfast. It was the usual feast that we had come to enjoy during the trip and consisted of freshly baked croissants, fresh fruits and juices, a variety of cold meats and cheeses. Fortunately all of the swimming and diving had helped to burn off the calories otherwise I think we would both have looked like a couple of beached whales.
we sat eating breakfast with the crew,
it’s been fabulous but I am sort of looking forward to getting to
Gary and I had also written a lot of new songs. One thing that we planned to do to after the big world tour next year was to take a year out from the band and do our thing as individuals. Gary and I were planning on making an album together and that is why we had been writing so many new songs. I had also spent some time on some other work that I had undertaken. For the first birthday that he had with us, I had bought Liam some software called REAKTOR 5, which is produced by NAYIVE INSTRUMENTS, a German company. Anyway, this particular piece of software came loaded with over thirty synths, drum machines and effects devices, not only that but you called also design and build your stuff with it. Liam and had designed quite a few things and then uploaded them to the user area on NI website. Eventually someone at NI had caught on to who we where and as a result we had been offered a contract as sound designers with the company. This basically involved programming sounds into new software instruments that the company were developing. It was something that both Liam and I enjoyed doing and for us it was more of a hobby than a job.
After breakfast, Gary and I left the yacht that had been home for the last month or so for the last time. We had a walk around the harbour and bought a few gifts for people back at home along the way.
we walked along,
“Sounds like a great way to kill some time on the long flight over the Pacific,” I responded.
was talking about our membership of the mile high club, which even Chris and
Steve had joined with their respective girlfriends, Carla and Kate. Around
eleven we stopped at a little coffee shop for a mid morning coffee and some
pastries. Then we explored
soon as we got in the back of the Rolls, I put my arm around
course, as soon as I did this,
I smiled at him and said, “I know but I wanted to give you a little taste of what we will be doing on the plane.”
the increased security procedures that had been introduced in the
I guess the accountants were right, you will be a billionaire before you are
thirty at this rate,”
“Correct that, we’ll be billionaires before we are thirty. Now that we are married, we share everything,” I said
“Mmmm…….so you are not going to say what mum usually says to dad?”
“Oh and what would that be?” I asked, knowing full well what he was on about.
“You know, when mum says to dad, ‘what’s yours is mine but what’s mine is my own’.”
“No, I always thought that was a bit silly anyway.”
the time we had eaten dinner, we had passed over the Date line again and it was
just after midnight on Friday, which meant that we would be getting the whole
day all over again. I made my way to one of the first class bathrooms and after
I entered, I waited for
began with some passionate kissing whilst we fumbled around loosening belts,
popping buttons and lowering zippers. During this we changed positions slightly
and began to nibble on each others necks. I know that
worked away on that big thing for ages, letting my lover fuck my mouth and enjoying
every minute of it. Judging by the moans of pleasure coming form my lover and
life partner, he was enjoying this as much as I was. I inserted a finger in his
butt and found that magic spot, which I began to stroke gently. Of course, I
didn’t want him to cum too soon and so I grabbed a hold of the perineum
to prevent this from happening. Once I knew that
was rewarded with shot after shot of his creamy cum. There was so much that I
couldn’t swallow it all fast enough and it was running out of the sides
of my mouth and down my chin. To me this was such a turn on that I began to
shoot my own load all over the floor of the bathroom. Once
“Yes,” was all the reply that I got?
“Well, in that case I want to feel you inside of me,” I said.
was desperate for this and wanted
moaned with pleasure as I felt that very familiar sensation of
stood and watched as I shot another huge load all over the bathroom mirror.
This was more than enough to send
When she arrived, she asked, “and what I can get for you sir”.
I was going to make silly comment along the lines of, ‘you don’t have to call me sir as I turned down the knighthood,’ but I thought better of it and just ordered a couple of glasses of champagne.
the time that the drinks arrived,
I didn’t respond to this comment but just smiled at him.
after the drinks had arrived, the cabin crew began to serve breakfast. It was a
much welcome energy booster after the exertion that we had just gone through in
the bathroom. It was also good to be eating a breakfast of bacon, sausages,
tomatoes, hash browns and eggs for the first time in over a month. Once
breakfast was over, it was time to fasten seat belts as we were on the final
approach in to
clearing immigration, baggage claim and customs we made our way out of the
terminal and found our hire car and headed off to the hotel. The hotel that we
were staying at was on the main coastal road over looking
End of chapter eight.
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