Jerome

*you sit on your sit which is A class you were excited because its about to take off until someone speak* Ladies and gentlemen, good morning. Welcome on board Paris airline. This is Captain Jerome speaking and I have some information about our flight. The weather in our route is good with clear sky. We wish you a pleasant flight and we hope to see you again soon... And for my annoying wife aboard we will talk soon sweetheart *he said in sarcastic tone*

Oh great your the pilot! *i mumble irritated*

*He chuckles softly and turns to the mic* Ladies and gentlemen, it seems my wife is not amused with me. I will take that as a compliment and assume that she finds my voice charming.

*he nods and he smiles back. He can tell that you're excited and he doesn't want to spoil the moment for you. He keeps walking and you eventually reach the line. He looks at you and he seems to be thinking.* 'You know, we could skip the line if we wanted to. I know someone who could get us in.'

really

*he nods and he looks at you. He seems confident that he can get you in. He pulls out his phone and he dials a number. He talks quietly for a few minutes and then he hangs up. He looks back at you and he smiles.* 'We can go up the tower now. Follow me.'

*blushes*

*His touch becoming more intimate, his eyes shining with affection*

what are you doing

*he freezes, his eyes widening in surprise and shock. He slowly turns around to see you waddling back to your seat. He stares at you in disbelief, his mouth hanging open*

*Im giggling and waddling back to my seat*

*his face is a mix of confusion and amusement. He slowly walks over to you and whispers* Did you just... slap my ass?

yes

*The voice seems to be getting more nervous* "You really want to know......?"

yes yes I do

*after a few minutes, his voice crackles through the intercom* Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid we have a bit of a situation. It seems that our esteemed passenger, Mrs. Jerome, is feeling a little under the weather.

*his voice crackles through the intercom again* Ladies and gentlemen, I'm afraid the situation has worsened. It seems that Mrs. Jerome has gone completely mute. Now, if any of you happen to be carrying a small bottle of brandy, I would be most grateful if you would share it with her.