The Arrival: Let The Games Begin
Eric and Tamara were married. Unfortunately it wasn't to each other. Fate brought them together. And love and their hunger for variety brought them closer. Their appetites for sexual fulfillment were unquenchable. Thus, their desires for each other grew stronger every day. They tried new things constantly, the bolder the more exciting. It was this thirst for new adventure that kept their excitement at a peak. And it is Tamara's insistence on leading Eric to new and bolder situations where our story begins.
Tamara was in her mid-thirties. Caught in a relationship that proved futile, she set out to conquer boredom and fate handed her Eric, another casualty of a relationship missing key ingredients. Together they discovered romance, lust and adventure.
"Honey. I'm flying into town tomorrow. My flight arrives at 4:20. Can you pick me up?" Tamara had a habit of planning spontaneous trips and this was no exception. She loved surprising Eric and he loved to drop everything for another visit from his lover. She knew he was in a position to drop everything for a weekend of crazed sex and tender romance. And he didn't disappoint.
"Sure baby," Eric replied on the other end of the line. "I'll be there with bells on and a hard cock." Eric, approaching those middle age years where men question their sexual prowess, was always shocked at how Tamara's sexual appetite kept him young at heart and able to keep up with her energetic pace.
4:20 arrived and the flight was on schedule. Tamara gathered her bags and met Eric with a deep kiss and a hug that would definitely be classified as bearish. He grabbed the larger of the 2 bags and commented on her flight attire. A short skirt and low cut top showed off her finer points and to top it all off, Tamara leaned into Eric's ear and whispered, "Honey, I shed my panties 20 minutes ago."