I see you walking through a thick crowd of people. My heart begins to quicken it's already rapid pace. I'm nervous, anxious, and excited all in one body. I have waited so long for this moment to happen, I'll remember it forever.
You're wandering around the airport looking for a familiar face, my face. Your face is full of the unknown, but suggests something a little playful. I begin to walk towards you, trying to slash through the sea of people. Finally, I reach over and tap you on the back of your shoulder. For the first time our eyes meet. I see the joy in your eyes as you do mine. You drop your carry on luggage and wrap your arms around my neck as we finally kiss. It feels like time has been stopped for us, our moment in time. A passionate kiss takes us into our own world ignoring the sounds and sites of the Minneapolis airport.
We walk into the frigid air of Minnesota that I warned you about. I wrap my arms around you and we make a mad dash for the car! The car is still somewhat warm from an hour ago when I parked it in the ramp. I open the passenger side door and let you step in. I pop the trunk and throw your luggage in neatly. After stepping into the car, I lean over and kiss your cheek. I move away to turn on the car, but your hand stops me. Placing one hand on mine and the other on my cheek you turn my head and kiss my lips passionately. We embrace each other again, this time letting our emotions loose. My tongue slips through your lips and ventures to explore your mouth. I feel your hands working their way down to my now "hard as hell" cock.. I hear you moan as I pinch your nipples through your blouse, My hands roam free over your breasts. I take advantage of the steamed up windows and unbutton your blouse to expose your bra. I feel a surge of cold air hit my cock as you take it out of my black boxers. As you stroke my hard cock, I moan in delight.
Unfastening your bra, I begin to move my tongue around your nipples, not yet touching them. I circle your right breast with my tongue as the left commands the attention of my hand. I hear your breathing quicken, as does mine.