Stephanie finished stuffing the clothes in her bag and put it on her shoulder before stepping out of the bathroom stall. She stopped to look at herself in the mirror to make sure everything was perfect.
The sheer maroon blouse fit snugly over the white camisole. The short gray skirt fluttered loosely over her thighs and the black knee high boots gave her an extra two inches of height. She quickly checked her make-up and reapplied her lip gloss over her coral lipstick. Then while running her fingers through her hair she walked out of the airport bathroom.
Phil waited by the escalator looking at every face that came into view. He knew it wasn't like him to get this impatient, but where was she? The plane had landed over ten minutes ago. The airport wasn't that big. She couldn't have gotten lost. He decided that if she didn't appear in the next five minutes he was going to call her cell phone.
Stephanie stood at the top of the escalator and took a deep breathe. She opened her eyes and stepped on to the moving stairs that would take her to him. All of her nervousness and fear flew out of her body the minute she saw him. He was standing there looking as handsome as ever in his black shirt and light colored jeans. As he looked up from his phone she knew the minute he saw her. His grin made her smile and feel warm down to her toes.
She felt his gaze as it slowly traveled down her body. Her nipples hardened as he caressed her with his eyes. Liquid heat pooled between her legs as his eyes lingered on her bare thighs. The look he gave her as she stepped off the escalator would have melted lesser women. Stephanie only felt empowered.
He felt the looks of the other men on her. Phil knew how they were feeling and enjoyed the fact that she was his. He very confidently stepped towards her and opened his arms. He knew that no words were needed. She would step in and he would finally get to hold her, touch her, feel her body heat and finally feel whole.
Stephanie felt the eyes, and jealousy, of other women as she stepped into his arms. Then the rest of the world was gone. She was home. She was complete. She was loved.
She tilted her head back to look up into his eyes, only to see his emotions written there for her to read. She parted her glossy lips to run her tongue along them. She heard a very guttural groan as she saw Phil lean his head down to take her lips. With a soft growl, their lips met and the fire ignited.
They had waited two and a half months for this and Phil knew he would never be able to get enough. He smiled against her mouth as he felt her tongue push against his lips. With a ragged breath, he pulled back only to laugh when he saw her frown and heard her whimper.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, "As much as we are both exhibitionists, I really don't want to call my brother to bail us out of jail on your first night here. I know that if we keep going like this our clothes will be off in moments. Look!"
Stephanie looked down and gasped when she saw her hands inside the shoulders of his shirt. She then looked at herself to notice a couple of buttons were also undone. She blushed a deep shade of red and started to bury her face in her hands. She felt Phil grab one of her hands and tug her along behind him as he mumbled something about her bags.
She followed him in a daze. She didn't really feel the floor beneath her feet. She didn't notice the people staring and smiling at them as they passed. She didn't even hear the noise of the busy baggage area as they came to a stop with the other passengers. She only came out of her "confusion" long enough to catch her suitcase on the carousel.
Phil could feel her close but knew she was really lost in her thoughts about them and what just happened. He kept one hand on her suitcase as he held on to her with the other hand. With her pressed against his body, shoulder to hip, he steered her out of the airport and toward his car. He knew he had to distract her or lose her inside herself.
"How was the trip? Your layover wasn't too bad was it?"
"Huh? What? No, the trip was great. I didn't have any problems in Dallas."
"Have you eaten anything? We can stop somewhere on the way if you like."
"I didn't eat much. If you don't mind I would love to stop somewhere."
Phil thought about his hunger for her but knew he should cool it some before he scared her off. As they reached the nearly deserted car he released her to put the bags in back. Then, with a hand on her back he led her to the passenger door. As he opened it, she turned to look at him.
With a bright blush, she said, "I'm sorry about back there! I don't know what came over me. Thank you for being the sensible one and stopping it before we went too far!"
"Well to be honest, I would have probably kept going!"