Hi love, recognising John immediately as he was wearily carrying his case from the baggage check out point at Leeds airport. The last week England had been going through one of those hellish heat waves, was over a hundred degrees down south, and even we had experienced record temperatures over the past few days. Tempers were also at an all time high, trying to look my best for John proved impossible as some idiot had an accident on the motorway making the drive to the airport so hot and sweaty.
Only had a thin white cotton dress on, not to short as the need for underwear in such conditions was stupid and the small breeze that was blowing out of the stinking town was a pleasure to feel. Only had 24 hours with John also, he was on a trip to London with his family and sneaked away to me just for, well, just for.
Being ultra clean, with that sick feeling in my stomach as it seemed to twist and knot up, my hair wet and the £40 hairdo a complete waste of money only hours earlier. I could feel and smell my body perspiring under the bottle and half of perfume I had wasted on it coming to the airport. Plan was for me to go and have a cold shower in the toilets but that blasted accident took care of that.
John looked as pissed off as I felt as we finally looked at each other, his wet shirt, open to the waist, dark body glistening in his sweat as finally he dropped his overnight bag on to the floor and hugging me lifted me off my feet and our first kiss was long and hard draining every drop of air from my lungs. Looking closely in his eyes, a feeling of utter excitement in my body, having never done anything so impulsive before, while wiping a bead of sweat from his brow, my eyes telling him how pleased I was to see him.
With people not disturbing us but walking around us, no words were spoken as we gazed into each others eyes. Don't know John's feeling's at that moment, but mine were nothing more of pure passion and no matter what, I knew that the next 18 or so hours we had together were going to be 18 hours of sheer magic.
My hormones must have been oozing from me telling John how I felt about him as we cuddled together and finally made it to the quietness of the car park. I was on the top deck, open, and what breeze there was seemed to be there as the hot sun blazed down on us but a cooling wind made it feel so nice. Dropping his bag I was pinned up against my car, my arms intertwined around his neck. I felt so good, so submissive, my mind suggesting thing's that I had only ever fantasised about. Our hot faces crushed together, hungrily we kissed as I felt John's hand clumsily pulling at the hem of my dress. Suddenly his thick fingers were pawing at my eager thighs. Opening them for him we stopped kissing, but stared at each other as his fingers probed my wetness and gingerly I felt a finger disappear into me. I was soaking in anticipation for him as our eyes never moved from each other. I was going to orgasm, there was no getting away from that, the whole experience alone was enough. Think the whole occasion got the better of me and almost embarrassed I just come and come and come, my legs just buckling underneath my weight, didn't want to hold back but just staring into his eyes my legs just buckled and . . . I just orgasmed. Was so simple, so easy, could never have happened in a different situation, but think this situation was something else.
I could smell my 'orgasm', and almost embarrassed now I pulled John's finger from me, it was soaked in my juices as almost teasingly John took his finger into his mouth and wiped it clean.
We decided that home was the place to be where we could relax and although it was a furnace, we could enjoy our short time together there. I was horny on the journey home, couldn't keep my hands off John, and think no hope he was the same. Although I was driving my hand, when ever it wasn't on the gear stick was resting on John's 'gear stick'. Although that blasted accident occurred on the other carriageway, when we approached it I soon had to hit the brake pedal and suddenly the temperature was rising as we were all of a sudden crawling along.
I didn't care, was a nice time to play with John's private bits, I was firstly squeezing on him, then the traffic stopped and I had time to unzip his fly and suddenly an arm comes around my neck as my hand engulfs his hardness. I have a second to look at the smile on his face as I toyed with his erection.
Past the congestion now, we suddenly pick up speed, but my thoughts are purely on John as suddenly I am driving along the motorway mastibating him. Not sure where my thoughts were, the sighs and groans I was getting from John were enough and while firmly looking at the road felt John tense up and his hot fluids explode over my hands and no doubt over his stomach and chest. Driving one handed with my hand dripping with John's come as he wiped himself and my hand dry.
We carried on the short drive to my house, John, no doubt used to the heat more than me. His eyes closing but we were both excited and talking about the evening ahead, as we drove into the city centre and once again the heat of the day had beads of sweat running down my cheeks and my thighs were burning with both desire and heat.
Home, was early evening, air conditioning was something unheard of in Leeds and the only air conditioning I possess is a large ceiling fan and by opening the windows and back porch up sometimes it produces a through breeze.