"Flight attendants please prepare the cabin for landing," the pilot came over the PA and announced. Savannah checked her watch, nice she thought, they were landing 20 minutes early. After the complimentary upgrade and harmless flirting with her cute seat mate over a few airplane mini's, this was a perfect ending to a smooth flight.
After Savannah's best friend, Carrie, had moved to DC with her boyfriend Mark 6 months ago, she hasn't missed any opportunity to hop down for a weekend. Although this was a big weekend, Mark was turning 40 and Carrie planned an incredible surprise birthday celebration for him. Dinner and drinks at their favorite swanky downtown spot, private suite at a baseball game, and than she rented the penthouse of the hottest new hotel in town and invited 50 of their friends to come party. Fully staffed bar, belly dancers, strippers, flame spinners, fire eaters, I mean the list went on and on. And luckily I get to check in there tonight before tomorrow's big extravaganza.
Savannah's mind shifted to Steve as her plane slowly taxied to the gate. Steve and Mark had become super tight while she and him had dated. Steve just had that charisma about him, people were instantly attracted into his energy. Savannah was sure Carrie invited him to join the festivities this weekend but she never got a final answer if he was coming or not. Mmmm she did enjoy him cumming though.
Despite not seeing him for over a year after he had to relocate for work, their fling was so intense and passionate, she started to feel herself becoming slick as she recalled some of their sexcapades. They left each other on good terms, but both agreed that long distance wasn't for them and they would see each other when and if they could. Savannah sure would love to see all of him this weekend, she thought to herself. The dinging of the seatbelt sign snapped her back into reality and she hopped up to grab her bag. Savannah threw on her large wide rimmed shades and waved goodbye to her seat mate. As she strolled off the plane feeling a rush of excitement and desire, she realized she was really hoping Steve was there this weekend.
DC in July is warm. Leaving the crisp indoor air of the airport and stepping into the summer heat sent a little spark through Savannah. The summer always made her especially happy and eager to play. Something about the air perhaps, it was heavy and moist and it wrapped itself around you, almost begging to be stripped away.
As she waited for her Uber, someone leaned in behind her and she caught a familiar scent, he whispered into her ear with a husky voice, "It sure would be great if you could give me a ride, like old times."
The hairs on the back of her neck tingled and a smile crawled across her face. Quick as she is, Savannah replied, "how bout we at least get to the hotel first," and she spun on her heal to face him and blushed slightly when their eyes met. Steve looked as good as ever, sun kissed, fit, chiseled chin, flowy yet somehow sophisticated dark hair, mmmmm, exactly how she remembered him. He wrapped his big arms around her tightly and kissed her neck as his hands ran down her back stopping just above her ass.
Just than, the Uber pulled up, popped the trunk, rolled the window down and shouted "Are you Savannah?!" With a sly smile, Steve grabbed both their bags, threw them in the trunk and opened the back door for Savannah, lightly smacking her ass as she ducked into the car. He slid in close to her and shut the door. Their chemistry was always great, it was just the distance that became a problem. All Savannah could think of was how she wanted Steve inside her again.