I walk into the airport trying to stay calm with a lump of fear and excitement in my chest. I casually stroll across the arrivals lounge and take a seat near the big doors through which my future will soon be arriving. I quickly check the flight on the big screen and see that it landed half an hour ago, perfect timing for Him to be clearing customs shortly.
I take a deep breath and steel myself against the stares of the other people waiting. I rise to my feet to face the doors as the first tired looking people begin to come through them, knowing that it is time to position myself. I sink slowly to my knees feeling my skirt ride up a little and try to smooth it down over my bare ass, feeling exposed. I kneel as submissively as I can, clasping my hands behind my back, head lowered but eyes straining to peek up toward the big doors. I imagine everyone in the room is staring at me with my tight low cut shirt and short skirt with high heels, kneeling waiting for... what? The fulfilment of my fantasies, the man who will make me complete, teach me and help me become what I really am. And fuck me like I've never been fucked before. A smile lights up my face as I unclasp my sweaty hands to wipe them on my skirt. I am aware of my pussy's wetness beginning to coat my inner thighs. A pair of polished black shoes stops in front of me and a familiar voice says "Rise my angel."
My breath catches in my throat and my knees feel too weak to support me as I lift myself to my feet. My eyes travel up his trousers, shirt and upwards to his beautiful handsome face. Grey eyes under heavy eyebrows are smiling at me as his strong arms reach around me and we press into each other. My face in his neck feeling the stubble from the long flight, inhaling his scent. My breasts throb where they touch him and I feel an answering bulge growing against my belly. He ducks his head and takes my lips with his sending electricity through my body. His tongue teases mine for a long moment. Looking at me with those amazing eyes he murmurs "Lets get out of here angel before I fuck you right here. I cant wait much longer."
I nod, unable to speak and walk with him to the exit. We head to the elevators and I press the button for the carpark. The elevator is very full and he positions me in front of him with my ass just barely brushing against his hard cock. I cant wait much longer either.
I lead him to my car in silence, feeling shy. He lifts his luggage into the boot and slams the lid. "You better drive angel... for now," he states calmly, climbing into the passengers seat. I slip into the drivers seat, my skirt riding up my thigh again and I try to smooth it down as I insert the key. My hand meets his descending on my thigh as I tug at it. "Leave it like that I want to see you."
The hand continues and gently explores over to my soaking pussy. "Ohh," he sighs and trails his finger down my wetness. "What a wet little slut you are, your pussy is begging for me already. Drive my slut or I will take you in this car."
I turn the key as he withdraws his hand, wiping it on my face and pushing his fingers in my mouth for cleaning. I pull out and drive out of the carpark building with my head spinning, body tingling all over, nearly overcome with lust. Luckily the hotel is only a few minutes away as I am afraid as I drive that I am soaking my skirt.
