The Three Of Us

THE THREE OF US By TheMoose63 I was lying on my back looking up at a jungle of wires in the avionics package of a newly designed heat seeking missile in Hanger One but my mind wasn't on the missile it was mulling over the options in my marriage. Hanger One at the GE Test Center is the maintenance hanger for the Air Force F-15 Strike Eagle fighter plane and I was suppose to be trying to see if I could figure out a quick fix for a new concept in heat seeking missiles, an instant lock-on of the enemy heat source before the missile released from the plane's rack when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and saw Bob Thornton, the hangers' avionics and maintenance supervisor. He tapped his hard hat over his left ear meaning he needed to talk to me. I scooted out from under the missile rack and we walked into a small welding shop. I took off my Mickey Mouse ear protectors and asked, "What's up Bob?" "I don't know Stacy; the boss wants to see you in his office ... ASAP!" "Okay, any idea why?" I asked. "Nope, he just said make it on the double." The boss he was referring to was Jack McCain, the General Electric coordinator for government contracts and specifically the AIM-9 Sidewinder air-to-air missile that the Navy used on its FA-18 Hornets. I left the hangar and walked across to the administration building and over to the elevator banks when my husband, Jimmy Keys, snuck up behind me. "Hey there sexy ... what in the hell are you doing over here with the paper pushers? You're not trying to suck up to good old Jack are you?" I turned around and looked at Jimmy, smiled sarcastically and gave him the finger. "I don't know what the hell Jack wants Jimmy, I just got a message that he wanted to see me. What about you?" I was trying to be nice to my husband but it was getting harder by the minute. "Same thing, just told to report to Jack's office ASAP." "You don't have any idea what this is all about?" I asked. "Nope but I guess we'll know in a couple of minutes." We got into the elevator and when the doors closed he leaned over and kissed my cheek and then with his free hand grabbed my butt. "Hey, you know I could pull the emergency stop button and we could have a little sex before going into Jack's office ... what do you think about that Stacy?" I slapped his hand away and looked at him angrily. "I think you're a perverted ass hole! Now stop fucking with me before I call your bluff and see what you would really do." "Jesus Stacy ... what's up with you? Is it that time of the month?" He asked. I glared at him. "Fuck you Jimmy Keys!" The doors opened and we walked down the hallway and I knocked on Jack's door. "Come in." Jimmy held the door for me and I walk inside. I was surprised to see Byron Richards standing over on the far side of the room scanning a set of blueprints taped to a chalkboard. Byron was the third member of our team and was Jimmy's best friend. The three of us had met in our junior year of high school in Mrs. French's advanced science class. I guess it was just natural that we were drawn together, after all the three of us were classic nerds. None of us were into sports and we would rather work on a science project as much as go to the movies. I actually dated Byron for three months before a typical teenage spat broke up our relationship but all three of us had remained close friends, finishing high school and junior college together and then took a year long internship training program on missile technology sponsored by General Electric. When we graduated from our training program we were all hired by GE to work out of their Charlotte, North Carolina facility. Jimmy and I were married three years after taking the job with GE and Byron had been our best man. We were a team, a threesome, The Three Musketeers ... at least that was the case until last Thursday night! Byron turned and saw me and smiled. He hates his first name so everyone calls him Rich or Richards that is everyone except me, I've always called him Byron. "Hey Byron," I called out, "what's up?" He frowned and gave me a dirty look. "Well we got problems! And I mean big problems with the AIM-9!" "What? What kind of problems?" Jimmy asked. Before I could jump in Jack interrupted the conversation. "Look everyone this need to be a team effort here. Yesterday, two Navy FA-18's got into a dogfight with three MIG's over northern Iraq and their Sidewinders failed to track. Nothing, Nada! They just came off the rails and flew off into the sunset. Christ people we have to find out what the fuck happened and damned fast! Jimmy I want you to take the next flight to Norfolk, they're holding a Navy C-4 hop for you to take to the USS George Washington, she's cruising somewhere in the gulf. Richards ... you and Stacy catch the next flight for San Diego and get your butts out to Miramar and check out their 18's electronics. Questions people?" "Miramar?" I asked. "Why Miramar, that's Marine Corps aviation." "I know it's the Marines Stacy, I'm thinking that maybe the problem is a carrier landing problem and that's why I want Jimmy out on the George Washington. Maybe those landings are too hard on the new avionics. Miramar is because the Marines do less carrier landings." Byron spoke up. "Look Jack, why not let me take the Washington gig and let the married folks go to Miramar?" Jack stared angrily at Byron. "Look Richards did you get promoted recently and someone forgot to tell me? Oh no ... I didn't think so ... you and Stacy will go to Miramar because it's my God damned decision." Byron looked properly chastised. "Jesus! Alright boss, sorry." Jimmy took a late afternoon flight up to Norfolk while Byron and I made the nine p.m. flight out of Charlotte to Chicago where we changed planes for the last leg into San Diego. We arrived at six in the morning and picked up our rental car and were off to the Marine Corps Air Station at Miramar. Miramar used to be a Naval Air Station and was famous for the Top Gun training but when the Navy moved that to Nevada the Marine Corps took over the base for the First Marine Air Wing headquarters. We arrived and were given spare rooms in the Bachelors Officers Quarters (BOQ), settled in our rooms and then went down to the flight line and found the maintenance hanger. That night Byron asked me to dinner but I was bushed from the overnight flight and took a rain check and told him maybe we could go the following night. I got into my room, stripped out of my sweaty clothes and sat down in an old easy chair and popped the top on a beer. I was bushed but I was still deep in thought about my marriage. I had planned to have a heart-to-heart chat with Jimmy that night but the urgency of the AIM problem got in the way. In the three years we had been married everything had gone pretty well ... for the most part. Oh we argued like most couples and there were times when I thought that if I had a gun I would shoot him but mostly these were minor bumps in the road. The thing that had gotten my attention was that in the last few months I had noticed a dramatic drop off in our sexual relationship. We had gone from making love three or four times a week to a couple of times a month. At first I attributed it to both of us working long hours and so damned hard but last Thursday something else reared its ugly head ... another woman. Normally on Thursdays Jimmy, Byron and I all met down at the Sweet Sixteen Bar and Grill for dinner and drinks but on this particular night Jimmy told me that he was working overtime and that he would see me at home. His last words as he walked back into his workstation were... 'tell Rich to behave himself.' I didn't think anything more about it until Byron and I were eating that night. "So where's your old man tonight Stacy?" Byron asked. "Working some overtime." I replied. "Oh really? Gee I saw him ... well, never mind." "What in the hell does that mean Byron?" "Oh nothing, I'm sorry I brought it up." "You didn't exactly bring it up Byron, that's why I'm asking what in the hell you meant." I was getting just a bit perturbed. "Oh it's probably nothing but I saw his car leaving the main gate of the plant when I drove out to meet you ... that's all." "Leaving? For where? What time did you see him?" "It was around four and I don't know where he was headed. Look Stacy, I don't want to be drawn into a family spat." "Fine Byron but you've already let the cat out of the bag ... so tell me what you saw." "Oh sweet Jesus! Look Stacy, I saw Jimmy driving out of the facility with Jessica Hall in tow. I'm sorry." "I see." I really didn't see and wondered why Jimmy had lied to me. Jessica Hall was Jack's secretary and couldn't have been much older than nineteen but she had a body to die for and a mind devoid of brains and I only hoped that Jimmy wasn't screwing the bimbo. When I got home that night Jimmy was in the shower, which I thought was interesting because it was so late. I idly wondered if he was scrubbing off the scent of another woman. I walked into the bathroom, "I honey ... I'm home." I called out. From behind the shower curtain Jimmy answered, "Oh hi baby, I'll be finished in a couple of minutes." His work clothes were in a pile on the bathroom floor and I reached down and picked up his underwear and looked at them. Inside the crotch were the telltale yellow stains of cum ... fresh cum that hadn't even dried yet. I lifted them to my nose and sniffed and there was a feint odor of perfume and I was pretty sure that he had been with someone else, that someone most likely being Jessica Hall. FUCK ME, my brain screamed! I walked out to the den where I spotted Jimmy's Blackberry plugged in and charging. I picked it up, found the icon for text messages and opened it. There were tons of messages and most of them were from Jessica. I only read three before I was so angry I wanted to kill something. "Jimmy, love U 2! Want ur big cock inside me soon." "Hey big guy glad U could ditch the wife, need you hard and in me. Cu soon." "Tonight after work ... want 2 suck you dry!" That did it for me. I started to push the icon for pictures then decided I didn't want to know if he had pictures of Jessica. Tomorrow night he and I would have a talk and see where, if anywhere, this marriage was headed. I shook my head and my mind came back to the present. I looked around the BOQ room, shook my head in disgust at being shunted to the west coast and I finished my beer. I took a deep breath, got out of the chair and walked into the small bathroom and slipped out of my bra and panties. I looked at myself in the mirror and saw a nice looking woman looking back at me. Not a beauty, not the typical '10' of movie fame but a nice looking woman that didn't deserve to have her husband fucking around on her. I was five-five and 112 with nice hips, no sag to my ass and a respectable 34C bust line. I had sensitive nipples a tight pussy and I loved to fuck! What the hell had I done to deserve this shit? Just thinking about it made me cry. I finally got myself together and showered, put on an oversized tee shirt and climbed under the covers. As I lay there in the dark, horny and angry, my hand slipped down between my legs and my fingers found their favorite spot and I masturbated until I came, then I fell asleep still in the fetal position. The next two days went by in a blur and although Byron kept asking me to dinner, I begged off night after night. On our fourth day in San Diego Byron and I were eating lunch at a concession stand that was located between the PX and the Commissary. "Tell me something Stacy, what's wrong with you? I mean how come you're avoiding me? If it's about Jimmy, I'm sorry that I ratted on him and hell maybe that night was just something innocent. Besides, I tried to change places with Jimmy and take the carrier so you two could spend some time together and figure out what was wrong." I looked at Byron and nodded my head. "No Byron it wasn't innocent, not unless there was some really great reason for his shorts to be stained with cum and another woman's perfume. And, oh yea then there were the text messages between them ... real nice stuff if you like x-rated sex stories! But I appreciate the gesture about taking the carrier; I really do Byron because I know that you were trying to look out for me." I could see the disappointment on his face as he listened to me. "God I'm so sorry Stacy. Look let me make it up to you and take you out for dinner. Nothing fancy or anything ... we'll just head over to the officers club and have dinner and a few drinks. Okay?" It sounded good and I really needed to get out of my BOQ room so I relented. "Okay Byron ... dinner and drinks and that's it. I want to be in bed early tonight because I've got an early morning flight to test the AIM system." "No problem Stacy. I'll pick you up at your room around seven-ish ... alright?" "Seven it is." When I got to my room after work I stripped out of my work clothes and took a nice long hot shower. I dried off, did my hair and make-up then searched through my closet to see what I wanted to wear to dinner. Nodding at my choice I slipped into a pair of plain yellow panties and matching bra then pulled my Sunday-go-to-church sundress off a hanger and slipped it over my head. I zipped up the back and walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror ... not to bad, not to bad at all I thought. Back in the bedroom I put what I thought I would need into my purse then waited for Byron. It didn't take long ... at five to seven there was a knocking on my door and I opened it to see the smiling face of my co-worker and best friend. "God you look gorgeous Stacy!" He literally beamed at me. I hugged him. "Thanks partner, I needed that!" Byron drove the mile and a half down to the Miramar Officers Club, parked and we walked inside. I saw the bar off to the left and suggested we have a before dinner drink. We pulled out chairs at the nearest table and a waitress hustled over. "What can I get for you two?" She asked with a smile on her face. I thought about it for a second, and then ordered. "Vodka/Tonic with a lime please." "Single malt scotch, any single malt will do." Byron ordered. "I'll be right back." she smiled and scurried away to fill our drink order. After the first drink we ordered a second then I asked the waitress if she could get us a table in the dining room. We finished our drinks and walked into the dining room and were shown to a table near the window that overlooked part of the Miramar golf course. Even at eight o'clock the dining room wasn't crowded and it was nice to have a semblance of privacy and a quiet dinner. We both ordered a steak and Byron ordered a chilled bottle of Chardonnay to accompany our meal. The waiter poured us each a glass and we held them up and toasted. "To finding our AIM-9 problems." I said. "To a beautiful woman." He countered. Dinner was served and the steaks were surprisingly good, cooked just right and we both dug in. Half way through the meal Byron ordered a second bottle of wine. With the two pre-dinner drinks and the wine I certainly wasn't feeling any pain. So far all we had discussed was the AIM-9 problems but there were other things lurking in the back of my mind and after another sip of wine I put down my glass and looked thoughtfully at Byron and just blurted out, "Byron ... why in hell did you tell me about Jimmy leaving the plant with Jessica Hall?" He looked up from his plate and stared at me. "Uh, well I..." "Come on Byron, fess up." I chided him. He looked at me for what seemed like a long time then he spoke. "I guess I told you because I didn't think it was fair what Jimmy was doing to you!" "Jesus Byron, he's your best friend!" He shook his head from side to side. "No, that's not true Stacy ... you're my best friend and Jimmy just came with you! I still regret loosing you to him when we were in high school. Jesus Christ Stacy, what in the fuck we're we arguing about that night that was so damned bad that I lost you forever?" To say I was stunned would have been a gross understatement. After all these years I could tell that Byron was still in love with me! I was flabbergasted. "You don't remember the argument Byron?" He looked down at his plate sheepishly and I knew he didn't have a clue. "Jesus Stacy I can't remember what we argued about ... Hell it was what... 6 ... no 7 years ago." "Byron ... you're a butt head. I can still recite the conversation from that night ... almost verbatim! I can't believe that you don't remember that argument ... especially THAT argument!" "Verbatim? Why in God's name would you remember something like that from our junior year in high school?" I looked at him and I guess there was disappointment in my eyes. "Because butt head, you wanted to take my virginity that night, that's why I remember it so damned well!" "Really? God I don't remember that!" "Jesus Christ Byron ... think back, we were in the back seat of your fathers car, making out and you had your hand under my sweater playing with my breasts as we kissed. When I rubbed your cock through your jeans you got excited and tried to pull down my shorts. When I refused your said, and I quote, "If you loved me you would let me Stacy" and I responded that if you loved me you would respect my wishes to remain a virgin. I even offered to give you a hand job but, oh no, that wasn't good enough for you! If I wasn't willing to fuck you the least I could do was give you a blowjob! God damn it Byron I was so angry with you because I thought you were the one I was going to marry and be with for the rest of my life!" "You did?" "Yes butt head, I did. God, you were tall, handsome, and smart and I thought we would be the perfect couple. After that night I figured you would come to your senses and apologize but you never did and after a while my pride took over and I moved on. Jimmy was actually just a fall back position. I never intended to marry Jimmy; he was just someone to hang with ... a way to be around you!" "I... I never knew Stacy." "Byron I was so in love with you it was the hardest thing I ever did to say no that night. God damn it, every time you kissed me my panties got wet, that's how much I loved you, how much I wanted you but I wanted to marry you and be a virgin on our wedding night!" I could see the shock register in his face. I also knew that I had probably had too much to drink because I had never revealed those feelings to anyone. We just sat there sipping wine and staring at each other for the longest time, and then Byron asked me to dance. The jukebox was playing some nice slow music; perfect to dance to and Byron held me in his arms and squired me around the dance floor. I loved being back in his arms and I pressed my breasts into his chest and rested my head on his shoulder. We dance three dances then he whispered. "Let's go back to the BOQ." I simply nodded in agreement then said, "Alright." Byron paid the tab and we drove back to the BOQ. Neither of us said a word as he parked the car and walked me to my room. At the door I was hesitant ... do I invite him inside or end it right here and now. I wanted him to come in, to want me again like he had in high school but I was still married ... at least until Jimmy and I could get together again and figure out where our marriage was headed. I was about to kiss him on the cheek and say good night when the image of Jessica Hall crept into my mind and I grabbed Byron by the hand and pulled him into my room. I closed the door and locked it then pushed Byron up against the door and we kissed. At first it was hard, bodies pressing against bodies then I softened up a little and let my tongue side inside his lips and tease his tongue. My free hand slipped down and caressed his cock through his slacks ... he was already hard. He pushed me backward and looked into my eyes. I could see how much he wanted me and I wanted him even more. "Are you sure about this Stacy?" "Oh you bet your ass Byron, I'm damned sure and I'm not going to loose another chance to be with you." I reached around behind me and unzipped my dress and let it fall to the floor. In a flash of insight I wished I had worn something sexier than the bra and panties I had picked out ... oh well I figured that they wouldn't be on me very long anyway. Byron was struggling to get out of his clothes and I helped him with his tie and shirt while he kicked off his shoes and then sat on the edge of the bed and rolled down his socks. I unbuckled his pants and when he stood up they fell down to his ankles I saw that he was wearing a pair of boxer shorts and I could just see the head of his cock peeking out of the front flap. I remembered that he had been pretty well endowed in high school and I wondered if he had grown much. He had! When I pulled down his boxers his cock bobbed up and down and I realized that he had to be seven or eight inches and almost as thick as my wrist. I leaned in and kissed the tip of his cock and could taste his pre-cum. I sat back on my haunches and looked up into his face. "God Byron, you have a great looking cock!" He wound his fingers in my hair and eased my head forward until his cock was barely touching my lips. "Thanks Stacy, would you like to try it?" I nodded as my tongue licked it way down his shaft then back up until my lips slipped over his cock head, down past his ridge line and almost to the base of his cock. I flicked my tongue around his head and shaft then started bobbing up and down. "Oh sweet Jesus Stacy, God I've wanted this ever since high school! Fuck, you're so good at this ... come on honey suck my cock and make me cum." I knew he wasn't going to last very long, not with my expert lips working on his cock and that was just fine with me. I wanted to get the first orgasm out of the way so number two would last a long, long time. Not only that, I wanted to taste his cum and I had wanted to since that night in the back of his fathers' car. I cupped his balls in the palm of my right hand and gently massaged them. I could feel them shrink as his cum started to well up inside him ... he wouldn't last another second, I was sure of that. "Oh God Stacy, I'm ... I'm gonna ccuuummmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!" He held onto my head and shoved his hips forward as his cock twitching and he came. I counted four spurts of cum before my mouth was filled. I tried to swallow it all but could feel some of it leaking out the sides of my mouth and running down my cheeks. Damn but he tasted good! I kept sucking and licking on him even as his cock shriveled. I sucked the last of his cum out of him then he slipped out of my mouth. "Come on Stacy, stand up." He asked. I stood up and smiled at him. "You taste really good Byron." Then I kissed him. I thought it was funny because Jimmy would never kiss me after I sucked him off and Byron not only kissed me he stuck his tongue inside my mouth and searched around for any cum that was left over. We finally broke the kiss. "You know something ... you're right, I do taste good!" We both laughed as we hopped up onto the bed and lay down. I pulled Byron over onto his side and cuddled up, my breasts pressing into his chest. I kissed him tenderly, my tongue swishing around in his mouth as I slowly stroked his soft cock, and he was still leaking cum. His hand started out caressing my breasts then slowly moved down between my legs where his fingers slipped inside me, teasing my labia and then finally touching my clitoris. "Oh God Byron that feel wonderful." "Lay back Stacy and let me please you." I turned over onto my back and watched as Byron got on his hands and knees and turned around. I knew what he was going to do and I spread my legs in excited anticipation. He started on my left thigh, kissing his way up to, but not touching, my pussy. He kissed the spot just above my clit then his lips continued across to my right thigh and he kissed and licked his way down almost to my knee. It felt so good and I was so excited I was twisting and pulling on my nipples and lifting my butt up trying to shove myself into his face. "Damn it Byron, quit teasing me and eat my pussy!" He looked up and me and smiled, his arms wrapped under and around my thighs. "Is that what you want Stacy? Do you want my tongue inside you, licking and teasing your pussy? Do you want me to suck you clit until you cum? Tell me what you want or I swear I'll stop until you do." "YES! Yes God damn it! I want you to suck on my pussy and make me cum ... NOW!" He snuggled down between my legs and I wrapped my legs around his head. His tongue licked and caressed my clit and it sent sparks of electricity throughout my body and then he sucked my clit between his lips and began to suck it in and out and I swear I have never felt anything like that in my life. "Jesus Christ Byron, I'm going to cum!" The tingling sensations were unbelievable and I couldn't hold myself down on the bed as my butt bounced up and down in his face. "Oh Yes! Oh fuck me! Oh My God! Oh my God, ohmygod, ohmygodI'mcumming! ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" I came so hard that I almost shoved my pubic bone through Byron's face. He kept licking and sucking on my clit and my body was quickly going from pleasure to pain. "Please honey, stop ... God damn it STOP Byron, it hurts." "See, I knew that I could make you yell stop! Jesus girl you're so fucking easy!" "Easy? God Byron I thought you were going to suck my clit off my body! But ... I got to tell you that was the best cum I've had in a long, long time!" He got up and turned around and pulled me into his arms and hugged me then we kissed. "Thanks Stacy, that's a great compliment!" I fell asleep in Byron's arms and probably would have slept through the night that is until I felt something pushing into my butt. I opened my eyes and realized that at some point I had rolled over onto my side and the Byron was spooned up behind me and what I felt in my butt was his hard cock. I reached around behind me and took his cock into my hand and slowly began stroking him. "Hey," I said, "are you enjoying me playing with you or would you rather use that thing on me?" "I was thinking of just slipping it between your legs and enjoying that pussy." "Well I sure won't mind that a bit but right now you're pushing against the wrong hole ... that's my ass." "Well, I'm flexible if you are." I thought about that for a minute. "Look Byron I'm pretty open to most things but I've never had a cock in my ass and I don't think tonight will be the night. Actually I really want to feel that puppy deep inside me the first time we make love." "Hey, I'm up for that too." I rolled over and so did he. I put one leg over his stomach and got up on my knees then reached down and took his cock and slipped it between my labia and slowly sat down on him, his cock slipping all the way inside me. "Now that feels great!" "Oh God it sure does. Come on baby start fucking old Byron." I rocked back and forth on his cock and smiled at my own pleasure. Byron was using one hand to play with my tits and the other to caress my clit and I was just enjoying myself ... rocking back and forth. I felt the first signs of my approaching orgasm and clamped my vagina around his cock and moved even faster. "Oh God Byron ... I'm ... I'm gonna cum. Yes I ... yyyeesssssssssssssssss!!!!!!" The orgasm was so strong that I lifted up and almost lost him. Serge after serge of pleasure went through my body as I sat on him, my eyes close and my head thrown back in ecstasy. "So you liked that huh?" "Oh Jesus yes. Oh God Byron I can still feel the little after shocks pulsating in my pussy." "Good because there's more to come." He rolled me off of him and onto my back. He flipped over and pulled my legs up onto his shoulders and slipped inside my hot pussy. When he sunk all the way in I screamed with pleasure. "Yes ... YES Goddamnit YES! FUCK ME BYRON, FUCK ME HARD!" His cock was slamming deep into me and his balls were bouncing off my ass and I was in seventh heaven ... then I came again. "Oh MY God! Oh my God, Oh my god Byron fuck me hard! Un huh ... un huh ... un huh that's it ... right there baby ... oh fuck yessssssssssss!!!!" I spasmed again and my pussy crunched down on his cock and I milked it for all I was worth. I could feel his cock pulsating and knew he was almost there. "Cum in me baby, cum in my pussy!" "I'm ... I'm almost ... almost ... AAAARRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!" I felt his cock jerk then his first spurt of cum hit the back of my cunt and I smiled and then laid back and played with my nipples as he continued to cum in my pussy! I counted three more spurts and I had one more orgasm then I milked his cock for the last of his cum then he slipped out of my pussy. "Roll over on you side." Byron said. I rolled away from him and felt his spoon up to my back then his arm reached over my side and he cupped my breasts, his finger and thumb caressing my nipple. "That feels good baby but it's not the way to get me to go to sleep. Remember I have an early flight in the morning." He stopped and I turned my head and kissed him..."Thanks Byron that was just what I needed and you were great!" "You were pretty fucking good too Stacy. Good night." "Good night Byron." I turned back over, straightened the pillow under my head and with his warm body pressed into mine I fell asleep. EPILOGUE: When the alarm went off and when I woke up Byron was already gone, presumably back to his room to get ready for work. I was off for my early morning flight and while I sat waiting for my ride on the flight line I thought about last night and how much I really enjoyed being with Byron, he was a gentleman, he was great in bed and I knew that he loved me ... the only problem was ... I was married to Jimmy. On the third week we found the AIM problem and the funny thing was it was Jimmy who figured it out. It complicated but just to put you mind at ease it was a problem with a certain series of AIM-9's ... about six months of production so maybe 2000 or so missiles in the inventory. It had nothing to do with carrier landings; it was a simple wiring problem. Some heat bearing wires were laid over a sensitive circuit board and when the wires heated up the circuit board went dead. Cost about two bucks each, plus time, to fix. Byron and I made love every night we were in Miramar and I grew fond of him and his love making. We arrived back at Charlotte two days ahead of Jimmy and I took the opportunity to move out of our apartment. When Jimmy finally got back we went out to a Sunday brunch and talked. Seems like Jessica wasn't the only girl he was having an affair with, there were at least two more. Jimmy said that although he still loved me he felt trapped in a marriage with an older woman! No shit ... an older woman. Christ I had never thought about being called an older woman not at the tender age of 26! Jimmy and I parted ways and I filed for divorce. Byron is constantly after me to move in with him and get married and although I'm not opposed to doing that I thought I would give our relationships some time and see how it matures. We still go out two or three times a week and invariably end up at his apartment in bed and that's a good thing. I really love the guy but I think I'll take a little time and make sure it works this time. 3463 1.21/512345