He got of the plane after a 2 hour flight from London to Madrid. He was nervous as he stood in the arrival lounge waiting to see her. They'd known each other for almost 4 years now but this was there first meeting. Chance left him stranded in London for Christmas, so he took the opportunity and organised a quick flight to Madrid. This would be a Christmas he'd never forget.
She was late...but when she arrived all his fears were dissipated. He saw her approaching him her beautiful body gliding toward him, her face beaming with joy. They reached one another and exchanged awkward hello's, the meeting a nervous experience for both. They walked hand in hand to a coffee shop and sat down...staring at one another. No words were needed and everyone could see their delight. Some time passed and the nervousness subsided giving way to lust, formed from years of yearning. As they got up to walk out of the coffee shop, he put his arm around her to draw her close to him. Their eyes met and they kissed. Her lips were soft on his as she pressed herself against him, he felt a stir in his loins and his hands reached down to caress her beautifully shaped derriere. He had seen it so many times and longed to lay his hands on the beauty...
The hotel where they would be staying was another 2 hour train trip away...But they didn't care. The seat was joined and they held one another in a long passionate embrace a kiss that never broke. Her coat covered her lap hiding his hand that was gently stroking her through the cloth of her black trousers. As they continued to kiss he could feel her pleasure being transferred from her womb through her lips to him. She squeezed her thighs on his hand as he gently rubbed her...feeling her wetness as it broke through the layers of her clothing...
