William’s POV:

Hearing Anna, I tease her: “I guess I’ll have to tire your muscles more often in order to see you walk like this always.”

I lift my hand and give her a few more pats: “I love feeling your sexy muscles, I don’t want to recover from this addiction.”

Anna's pov:

With my confession I hear William tease me back saying he thinks he'll have to make it a point to tire my muscles out more often to get them to jiggle just the way he likes. I then feel him give my thigh a few more pats, really reveling in the jiggle they give him.

I feel I should return the favor (and see how tired William's muscles are) so I take my left hand and pat his right inner thigh as firmly as I can. "So how tired are you?" I ask teasingly.

William’s POV:

Feeling my sexy wife’s thigh jiggling beyond her control, completely unrestrained, makes a third tent form in my shorts. Suddenly, strangely as if in slow motion, I see Anna being her hand to my inner thigh with considerable force. I instinctively flex my muscles, preparing for the impact, resulting in an almost imperceptible trembling of my skin, as my muscles successfully resisted without jiggling. As soon as I feel the impact, I hear: "So how tired are you?

I teasingly reply: “Not enough to say no if you offer me another round, of course, if you’re up for it.” I return the firm pat on her inner thigh, moving her hand which is on my inner thigh to the tent she caused: “Or, do you have any other plans on how to take care of this?” I slide her hand in my hand along my tent.

As soon as I answer I feel Jarrod give me  playful pats along my thigh, from just above my knee to the hem of my shorts and from my quads to my inner then outer thigh, finally sliding inside my shorts once more.

"Only one mile left." He begins teasing as he finally starts stimulating between my legs again "Do you think you can handle it?" He finishes teasing even more as I feel his fingers speeding up both in speed and pressure.

"I honestly don't know. I'm doing everything I can to hold off, but you're not making it very easy." I say with shallow breaths as I feel my legs begin involuntarily opening and closing slamming his hand between my thighs.

Anna's pov:

As I drop my hand on his thigh muscles I feel them resist without jiggling. He quickly replies to my question saying he's not tired enough to say no to my offer if I'm not. I then feel him give my inner thigh a firm pat slowly moving my hand to his new tent.

William finishes teasing asking if I have any other plans on how to handle his tent. Too tired to take up his offer of returning to the restroom I get an idea. I pull out a blanket I have folded in my carry on and place it across both of our laps. Without hesitation I remove my hand and place it on his thigh just below the hem of his shorts sliding my hand along his thigh going under his shorts until I reach his tent.