I'm finally home. That's what I what I thought to myself as my plane finally touched down at the Pittsburgh International Airport. Truth be told it wasn't even close to home. But after 8 months away from the woman I love; I was willing to call anywhere in America home. You see, when a soldier spends that much time away from the people he loves, anywhere they are is home.
As I de-boarded the plane to make my way to the terminal, my heart raced with the anticipation of seeing her again. To my deep satisfaction, I took no more than 20 or 30 steps off the plane before I saw her again. But she hadn't seen me yet. In fact she was at the wrong terminal. I made my way up behind her, gently dropped my bag, and kissed her as soon as she swung around. If it weren't for my arm being around her waist she would have toppled over. It was the sweetest kiss I'd ever had.
After giving her a moment to recover while I held her in my arms; she told me that she had a surprise waiting for me. Now normally I'm not one for surprises, but at that moment I didn't really care.
As we made our way through the crowd to baggage claim, I couldn't help but notice how hot she looked in that light blue summer dress. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra because it was a dress that showed off her "assets." It tied around her neck and was low cut in the front and the back. It was also tight fitting so I could see that she wasn't wearing any panties either. It was then that I really started to wonder what this surprise was.
Turns out I didn't have to wait long. After standing around for twenty minutes waiting for my bag; she took me by the hand and led me out of the airport. I took a short look around pickup area just to get reacquainted with American cars. After my cigarette my girl led me towards a line of limos, I was confused when we stopped next to one.