Patience and waiting. These were things that Emma and Kent had become quite familiar with. There had been the years they had been apart and then two more years of online conversations before they met in person again. Now they had developed a routine of sorts. Meeting every few months. Knowing there would be space between and accepting this was the only way for them to balance their real lives with the moments they took for themselves. They made the most of the time they had in person and online. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough.
Emma was in town with her family and would be staying on an extra couple of days after they left. Excuses about a meeting with a client and catching up with her sister. But the truth was, she was going to see him.
Kent and Emma chatted online, but there wasn't enough time to share every little detail. Nor would they have wanted to. They shared important things happening in the real world, but didn't get bogged down with the minutia. All they had known about today was both of them were busy and their plans together would start tomorrow.
It was a big city. A big convention center. Yet they managed to find themselves face to face.
Emma walked into the building with Kent on her mind. Her husband was flying out with their youngest in the morning and her two adult children were going to their perspective destinations as well. By this time tomorrow afternoon, she would be with Kent. It had been a few months since last they saw each other and she was looking forward to having the type of sex that would inspire her for weeks to come.
She and her family were congregated outside a set of bathrooms in a remote area of the building to avoid the lines of the more centrally located ones. Emma went over to a readerboard with all of the events listed to determine which direction they needed to go. She felt a tug on her backpack purse and turned around to find Kent.
He smiled and cocked his head to the side with a laugh, "Hi."
Had her family been watching her face at the single moment, she was sure that there would have been questions. But the surprise was quickly covered, "Hi."
Emma's daughter approached asking if she had found out which convention hall they were going to. The surprise was then on Kent's face as he realized Emma wouldn't have been alone here. "Hello," Emma's daughter said to him thinking the he and her mother looked acquainted.
Emma didn't skip a beat. "This is Elliot," she lied, "He used to work for Interstate in IT. " Emma smoothly turned back to Kent and made introductions to her husband and three children.
Elliot? Shaking each of their hands in turn, Kent wondered at Emma who seemed to lie without effort. When he got to her husband, Kent looked into the other man's eyes to see if there were any jolt of recognition. The last time they had seen each other was over twenty years ago. But there was nothing but blankness. It occurred to Kent that he was fucking this man's wife whose hand was in his and the man had absolutely no idea. Emma's husband was completely clueless. It was a genuine smile that Kent flashed to Emma's husband. He enjoyed knowing that he had possessed Emma's body and now he was face to face with her oblivious husband. There was a brief image of Emma, naked and writhing on a bed, begging Kent to fuck her that crossed his mind. If only the husband could read his thoughts, he would definitely be in for a shock. It was in that moment Kent decided he had to have Emma. Now.
Emma and her family were there for a law enforcement convention; Emma's eldest son having recently graduated from the police academy. Kent was attending a tech conference. With pleasantries concluded, it seemed time to part ways.
After giving details to her family about where they were going, Emma told them she would meet up with them soon. A few "nice to meet you" 's were thrown over their shoulders as they left. Clearly meeting an old co-worker of Emma's was unremarkable to all of them. Including the husband who went along without looking back.
When they were out of ear shot, Kent said to her, "I don't think he recognized me."
Emma shook her head, "He definitely didn't or else that would have been ugly, I'll message you later." She turned to leave, but Kent's hand reached out and grabbed her arm. Looking first at his hand and then back at him, Emma recognized the look on his face. He wanted her. God, would she ever get sick of that look? Would she ever be in his presence and not feel the draw? The desire. She could already feel her body starting to react. Every inch of her knew what Kent did to her and the physicality of need started to spread. Her cunt getting wet and the heat was beginning to build. Her knees trembled a little, "Now?"
It was a question of confirmation, not of objection. Emma would never say no to Kent, of that he was certain. That wasn't their thing. She was already starting to lean towards him. He knew she wouldn't deny him. Despite the fact that her husband was in this very building, which was even more of a turn on. With one last look over her shoulder to make sure her family was safely gone, Emma turned to Kent with a smile, "Lead the way."
Kent's hand moved into hers as he pulled her towards the bathrooms. There weren't a lot of options for privacy and the alternatives would take time to find. He didn't have time. He wanted to fuck her now. As soon as they were through the door, they were on each other. Kent's mouth savaging Emma's. Her fingers running over his back and down to his ass. His hands in her hair. Grabbing each other, pulling and pushing. It had been months and their bodies were starving for each other. They took turns pressing against the walls as they made their way further into the bathroom. Emma was pushed up against a closed stall door when she reached down to his crotch to feel his bulge. As he moaned it occurred to him that if the stall door was closed, then someone was most likely in it. But he didn't care. Her hand rubbing on him felt incredible and he couldn't wait until his cock was in her.
