Katie was pleasantly surprised when she picked up the phone and heard John's voice; it had been several weeks since their encounter in his hotel room, but there hardly had been a night that she hadn't dreamed about his touch. Many a morning found her waking up with wet thighs clenched around her hand, her nipples poking up against the blanket. Her husband was benefiting greatly from her dreams; she often used her warm mouth to rouse him from his sleep. Then once his cock was firm enough, she'd climb on top and ride him to an invigorating morning climax. Still, as satisfying as their play had been, she found herself missing something.
She realized what that something was when she felt a special tingle deep inside as she listened to John's buttery voice.
"Hi baby, I hope you've been well, I hope you've been thinking about me a bit. I know I can't seem to get you out of my mind." John laughed softly, then added "especially when I have those wonderful panties of yours in my hand. They're so soft and smooth, and remind me so much of your skin...and they've still got your delicious scent on them."
Katie could hear him take a deep breath, and realized he had her panties right there, while he was talking on the phone. That image sent chills through her body, and her pussy started to grow warm. She knew what he was doing, sliding the silk along the shaft of his very stiff cock. Katie reached down with her fingers and softly pressed against her dampening mound, wishing that it were John's lips pressed there instead.
"Listen, baby, I just wanted to call and tell you that I'm in town again, for a couple of days. I was hoping that you might be able to sneak away and see me."
Of course Katie wanted to say yes, but she was torn; on one hand, she really wanted to see John again. However, she and her husband were leaving for Las Vegas later that night, and she still had some shopping to do. Though she knew she wouldn't have much time at all, she arranged to meet John at Nordstroms in an hour; he could accompany her as she picked out a few outfits for her trip.
As she hung up the phone, she realized that her nipples were hard, the sound of John's voice always seemed to have that effect. Her pulse was quickening as well, she could feel her heart pounding in her chest. It had been weeks since they'd seen each other, but she swore she could still taste him on her tongue. She only had to close her eyes and it was so easy to imagine his touch. Katie shook her head sharply, bringing her back to the present; if she kept up that train of thought her fingers would soon begin sneaking into her panties and she'd never make it to meet him. As she walked out the door, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and smiled. She looked sweet, yet sexy, a loose, filmy summer dress showing off her shoulders and legs; if the sunlight caught at the right angle, it was easy to see her firm body underneath.
Katie made good time through the afternoon traffic, arriving only a few minutes past the time she'd told John. She walked inside the store and quickly spotted John, who was chatting up a cute salesgirl in a too-short skirt. The salesgirl was commenting on John's suit, running her fingers up the lapel, clearly flirting with him.
"Skank!" thought Katie, possessively, "that bitch better keep her hands to herself!"
"Hi baby," she said, this time aloud, it's good to see you again." Deftly putting her body between John and the salesgirl, Katie wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, intending only a polite greeting, but unable to stop the passion welling up inside her. As the kiss stretched on, the salesgirl got the message and started to slink away. Katie's tongue, however, was going nowhere but deeper inside John's mouth. After a minute or two, they finally separated, both breathing deeply and gazing into each others eyes.
John was electrified by Katie's embrace; as much as he had been thinking about her, his fantasies could never compare to the reality of her touch. It had been a long day at the end of a long week, but all that was instantly forgotten. His dream had come alive and was right there, breathing and talking in his arms.
She finally broke their embrace, noticing just how little privacy was afforded them at that moment. She took John's hand in hers and led him to the escalator, heading straight for the formal dress section. She leaned back into him as the escalator carried them up, relishing once again the feeling of his arms wrapped around her. John whispered in her ear, telling her how beautiful she was, and how much he had missed her. He finished his comments with a very soft press of his lips against her neck, a kiss that sent a wonderful shiver speeding down her spine. She was soaked, she realized, her damp panties clinging to her hungry sex. What was it about John that always did this to her? His touch, his voice, his gaze..they all seemed to have the same effect on Katie, bringing about complete arousal and an uncontrollable craving. Of course, she might not have known that she had exactly the same effect on John. He found it nearly impossible to keep his hands off her, just a brief touch was all it took to get him hard; his fingers could feel the heat pouring off her body through the thin material of her dress. They inched lower, hoping to sneak a touch of her legs.
