It had been almost two months since I had laid my eyes on the man. Butterflies were flickering in my stomach as I waited for him at the terminal. The announcement had been made, the flight was now disembarking. I scanned the crowd for the man with the dreamy brown eyes.

As he approached me, the nerves that had been building for a week had disintegrated; I was now his for the taking. He traveled lightly so no waiting with small talk for baggage. With this man holding my hand I had new found confidence. We keenly walked directly to the car, he opened the driver’s side door for me, and I jumped in while he walked to the passenger side. I pressed for the top to go down, started the car and drove off.

As soon as we were out of the parking lot, the man had his on my leg, slowly moving it up to my snatch. I was aching for him, I wanted to pull over right there but I knew he would not allow it. His hand moved up under my skirt, he turned and gave me a sly grin discovering I wore no underwear. I was already moist. The man slipped a finger inside my lips and began teasing my clit. I gasped, trying to concentrate on the short drive home.

As I pulled into the driveway he hastily jumped from the car, rushing to open my door. The man held my hand as I stepped out and immediately lifted me into his strong arms. He carried me straight upstairs to the bedroom where he tenderly laid me on the bed. The strong man began by removing my high heals and slowly running his hand up my body to the top I was wearing, removed that then began to kiss my shoulders and neck. Moving down slowing, he began to kiss my large bra covered breast whilst slipping his hands around my waist to remove it. Leaving my vivaciously firm breast he continued his tour of my body, kissing my stomach and removing my skirt. Oh how I have missed this man.

Once the skirt was on the floor he stood back taking in the woman who was now under his spell. He removed his shirt showing his muscular and tattooed chest and arms. How I loved the sight of his amazing body.

He reached under the bed and found five silk scarves; he tied the first one around my eyes. The world became dark, but it didn’t matter what he did, I loved it anyway. He continued by tying me to bed by both arms and legs. I began to quiver; I loved this man and the games he played.

He started at my feet, kissing my smooth legs avoiding my freshly shaven pussy that already smelt of my sex. Working up past my hips he stopped briefly to tease my already hard nipple and stopped at my lips to kiss my passionately. He suddenly ended the kiss then jumped off the bed, I was unsure of what he was doing next although I continued quiver.

Instantly I was surprised by the hot man, he began to part my lips with his tongue teasing my clit. I struggle for breath as the pleasure over took my body; almost directly I was going to explode he stopped as suddenly as he started. He moved to be on top of me, weight almost a comforting heaviness. He moved his large thick cock towards my sex, now dripping with wetness. Teasing me at first, just parting her lips, then slowly pushing to be inside me.

I let out a soft cry; he began slowly pushing into me. But he knew how I liked it and began smashing my tight pussy. I loved it like this, no control, no power, no inhibitions. He fucked me harder and harder till I screamed “I’m Cumming!” he was close now to, increasing his speed he had hold of the bed head. I exploded, he could feel my come. It was too much; he shot his man juice into my hot pussy and laid his weight on top of me.

Both panting, his began kissing m as he untied me. I was smiling from ear to ear, how he had missed being able to please me like this. I led him to the shower and we jumped in together.

We both knew that we had these precious few days to spend exploring each others bodies. But it would be soon time for him to get back on that plane. Who knew when our next adventure would be.