Snuck Away For the Day- Pt 1

After the conference, I spent a few days flirting with him via social media and eventually email and phone. He told me he would be off work the following week and told me it would be easy to have me over. It was clear we both wanted the same thing- to fuck each other again, with more time and intention and with the excitement of anticipation. Only problem was, he lives 400 miles away and we both are in relationships, so overnights were out of the question. A roundtrip flight there and back in the same day seemed like the only option- so I booked it.

I work from home on Mondays, so all I had to do was tell my boyfriend I had to go in for a meeting, and then called off sick to work. I woke up early, too excited to sleep long. I picked some lacy navy blue panties and dressed like I usually for for work- pencil skirt, blouse, jacket. Nothing out of the ordinary. The airport is only 20 minutes from my apartment, so I left at my usual commute time, headed to the airport, parked in the daily lot, and breezed through security as I had a mobile boarding pass and no bags other than a backpack.

The wait in the airport was so good- the thrill of the adventure, anticipation, some dirty texts, and a chocolate croissant all contributed to my state of arousal for the next 20 minutes. Boarding was easy, I had checked in on time and so got an aisle seat close to the front of the plane. It was just 90 minutes from pulling away from the gate to landing so I had just enough time to really get uncomfortably horny. I went over our night together at the conference in my mind, picturing the shower, his body, the feeling of his hands gripping my hips and thighs, lying around naked between fucking talking and tracing his tattoos with my fingers, the next morning when we exchanged knowing looks and sweet 'I had fun" texts...I'm surprised I didn't rub one out right there on the flight.

When I landed, I had just a short wait before he pulled up in front of the tiny airport in his truck. Climbing up into the passenger seat, I couldn’t help but run my eyes over his body, lingering where I knew his dick was, waiting for play time. I caught him doing the same thing and the energy on the 15 minute drive was intense with desire. The urge to start rubbing him while we drove was strong, but the fun of the wait helped me keep my hands to myself.

We got to his house just after 11am; he had an afternoon shift that day and my flight home left at 4:30, so we had almost 4 hours before we had to head out to drop me off at the airport.

We wasted no time. We got in and I did the usual ‘oh this is a nice house’ small talk, then he pulled me close and kissed me. As soon as he was pressed against me, I could feel the bulge in his pants and I couldn’t deal- I took his hand and pulled him into his bedroom, climbing onto the bed and kissing him as he stood next to it. He undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and they slid down to the floor. I pulled away from his mouth, leaning back on my knees and taking off my shirt. I slowly bent forward, my back arching and ass rising as I lowered my mouth to be level with his cock, right at the edge of the bed. I tugged on his boxer briefs and they slid away, his already stiffening, thick cock bouncing a little as it was released. I took a deep breath, giggling a little as I exhaled and prepared to taste him.

To Be Continued ;)