I step off the plane and the first thing I notice is the beautiful southern California sunset. I admire it for a minute or two before I rush inside to the baggage claim area to get my other bag. It only takes a couple of minutes for that familiar navy blue suitcase to come around the corner, so I pick it up and pull out the handle to roll it. I pull my phone out so I can find out where I need to meet you at. You tell me to meet you outside the front entrance, so I make my way to it.
I immediately notice you through the glass doors. I can't help but to drink in your beauty from this distance, and wonder what it will be like once I'm right in front of you. You're turned facing to the right of the doors, so I'm able to see every amazing curve of your body. I can feel my dick jumping in my pants, but I tell him to settle down. There will be time for that later. You turn your head, then begin to turn it back, but quickly turn back and look at me. Your eyes lock onto mine, neither of us turning our eyes elsewhere. I finally get through the door, and I walk up to you and drop my bags.
I grab your hips and pull you close to me as our lips crash together in a passionate kiss that's been waiting for almost a year now. We almost get carried away with each other, but someone clears his throat, which pulls us back to reality. I slowly pull my lips from yours, and look deep into your eyes. I see the longing in your eyes, and know it's reflected in mine. I wrap my arms around you and hold you tightly to me. We both need this.
I say "Hello, my Fox."
You smile and say "Hey, Tiger. I've missed you."
I turn and pick up my bags and ask where you parked. You tell me to follow you. I grab your hand while we're walking, and you squeeze my hand lightly to show your joy. We finally get to your car, and I put my bags in the trunk. We get into the car and buckle up. You start the car and pull away from the airport. I lay my hand in the middle between us, and you entwine your fingers in mine once more. Both of us smile. We sit quietly for a few minutes. Then I say that I'm hungry, which makes you laugh and tell me that I'm always hungry.
I laugh and say "I know, and it sucks!" You ask me where I want to eat, and I tell you that I really don't care much, as long as it isn't sea food. You take me to a local steakhouse.
We walk into the restaurant, and find ourselves a little table in the corner, away from every one else. We peruse the menu for a moment before a waitress appears and asks us what we'd like to drink. I order a Corona with a lime, and you get a soda. By the time our drinks arrive, we've decided what we want to eat, so we order. I take a swig of my drink and sit it down. I turn to you and once again am taken aback by your beauty. You feel my eyes on you, so you turn to me. I stare into your eyes again.