I paced in front of the windows overlooking the tarmac, watching the snow plows. Ah, I just love up-state NY weather. It had been three months since my wife and I had seen each other, let alone held or made love to each other. We had been married for about a year and a half and our finances were getting tight. My hours had been cut back and her pay barely paid the smaller bills. Knowing that, my wife's best friend had offered her a position as a masseuse in her practice. Kim, my wife, had discussed it with her and discovered the income would more than double our current joint incomes, but she first had to graduate from massage school; a task she'd just finished. I checked my watch again, pacing. I thought her absence would be easy, a mere twelve weeks, or three months, or eighty-four days... or 2016 hours... God I missed her. A fortunate lull in the storm was allowing her flight to land. Most of the other flights had been canceled outright. Everything north of us was completely socked in.
Kimmy and I had spent hours on the phone during the evenings. Some evenings she'd been bubbly and other evenings I could hear the loneliness in her voice. Our conversations always ended the same way, sexy pillow talk followed by a long good-bye. I sat in the airport lounge, facing the windows, waiting, remembering loving evenings with her. Simply put, she was beautiful. I remembered her long blond hair and those soft brown eyes that I'd gaze into while making love. She was blessed with perfect breasts and large dark nipples, and voluptuous curves. Perfect as her breasts were, however, I truly loved her pussy. Her soft, full lips would bulge beautifully behind her soft panties and she would often pose, spreading her legs for me to pet her. We had decided that sex fell into two categories, fucking and lovemaking. Making love was just the two of us, intimate bonding, sharing our souls. Before she'd left, we'd made love, tender and loving. It had been wonderful.
"Make love to me... just the two of us..." She gazed into my eyes and moved with me, whispering to me.
"Oh Kimmy... should I pull out?" She never used protection and I was deep inside her. I knew she'd just had her period.
"No... no... cum in me, please cum in me.... always cum in me..." She moaned, pulling me deeper.
"You know I'm going to cum deep inside of you." I moaned.
"Uh-huh, deep inside of me." Her eyes widened.
"Oh God... I'm pressed against your cervix... Oohhh..."
"Yesss... cum in me. Cum in my pussy." She climaxed, arching her back, humping against me as I erupted deep inside of her.
"Oh Lover... yes... I love you." She gently humped me as my cum streamed into her. Slowly, our orgasms subsided and she caressed my face in our afterglow.
*
The airport p.a. system blared, destroying my memory. The announcement was another flight cancellation. I watched the schedule boards change, then glanced around and discreetly adjusted my growing erection. I snuggled down into my chair, pushed my hands deeper into my coat pockets and returned to my thoughts.
Our fucking, on the other hand, was pure lust and pleasure, no rules. We indulged in all manner of fantasy, with the understanding that most fantasy should remain just fantasy. She'd confessed she was an exhibitionist. Once, while vacationing in Florida, we'd gone to the beach and she'd forgotten to pack her bikini, so she said.
"Oh Hon, I could just wear my panties and a T-shirt?" She pleaded.
"You'd like that wouldn't you?" I smiled.
"Uh-huh, you too!" She nodded, enthusiastically.
"Oh God," She knew my weakness. She also knew what I was wearing. When we'd first met, Kimmy had laughed at my underwear, saying they looked like her panties. She tossed me a pair of lace top black high-cuts and asked me to put them on. I thought she was joking, but did as she asked.
"Oooo..." She caressed me and begged me to wear them. Truthfully, they felt wonderful and I've worn panties ever since. We quickly discovered my panty fetish and she continually devised ways to display me.
At the beach, we'd stood beside our parked car. It was warm and she had a wild look in her eyes.
"Oh Hon, I'm going to do it." She unsnapped her shorts and wiggled out of them.
"Oh God..." I looked around and grabbed our towels from the car. Kimmy stood before me, her short T-shirt stopped a couple inches below her breasts and her nipples pushed against the thin material. But her panties, I sighed, her panties were soft and sheer white, and her soft trimmed bush was easily seen through the material. She smiled devilishly, posing for me.
"C'mon, you too." She urged. She glanced around, then slowly slid her finger up the crease of her pussy, caressing her clit through her panties.
"Oh God..." I slid my shorts off. I was standing beside our car, wearing a pair of powder blue high-cut panties.
"Oh God, I can't believe I'm doing this." My heart was racing. "This is so...so..."
"...Exciting?" She stared at my panties. My erection was clearly visible. Fortunately, my shirt covered the upper half of my panties. Kimmy grinned, locked the car with the remote and snatched my towel.
"C'mon..." she backed away toward the beach.
"Oh God..." I picked the small cooler up, trying to carry it in front of me and not attract attention.
"C'mon, no one knows us here, and I know you want this." She grinned, glancing at my panties again..
"Oh Jeeze," I stepped away from the car.
"Oh Hon, you look so good..." she walked backwards, watching me, her soft pussy bulged and her panties stretched taught between her lips.
"Oh Hon... Oh Hon, we're wearing panties in public!" I gazed at her.
"Uh-huh," She smiled and turned, holding my hand as we walked. Kimmy drew lots of attention, with most men focusing on her sheer panties and her gorgeous pussy. She smiled back, accentuating her walk slightly. We selected as private a spot as we could and spread our towels. A 'thirties something' man sat nearby. His beach chair was turned slightly so he could discreetly glance toward us and I watched as he shifted slightly to better view us. Kimmy noticed too, she glanced around at the other nearby people and smiled at me.
"You like this, don't you?" I smiled.
She nodded devilishly, sat and leaned back against me, her legs extended toward the stranger. I watched as several men and couples moved in around us, most of them were positioned to watch my wife, but several of them smiled when they saw my panties. I smiled back and casually caressed Kimmy. She snuggled around and spread her legs slightly, smiling up at me as she did.
"Oh Luv, my pussy is so wet." She spoke softly, spreading her legs a little more. Her panties were soaking wet and transparent around her pussy.
"Oh Kim," I sighed. "Oh! I can see your pussy..." I moaned quietly. The man watching us shifted in his chair and discreetly covered his bulge with his hand. It moved ever so slightly as he watched Kim.
"Oh Luv, he's watching us. His cock is so big...Oh...oh Lover, please pet me...please..." She whispered to me. Her hips moved to a very slow rhythm and she looked her stranger in the eyes as I daringly caressed her. She leaned back against me and stretched her arms up over my shoulders. I licked my fingers and stroked her clit. Then, I boldly caressed her wet pussy with my full hand, stroking and petting her. She was soaked, her trimmed pussy fur showed plainly and clung to her panties, and her hard clit bulged between her swollen lips. I boldly stroked her and she smiled at her admirer.
"Ooohh...he's watching...he's watching my pussy...oh god, I'm cumming..." I felt her convulse with a quiet orgasm. She arched her back, closed her eyes, moaned softly. Her stranger moaned and convulsed also, and a wet spot appeared at the end of his bulge.
"Oh God, Lover. I need you to fuck me..." Kimmy whispered to me. "I need someone to fuck me sooo bad." She looked up at me imploring. I glanced around. My cock ached it was so hard. Kimmy openly rocked her hips against her hand.
"Please, fuck me. I don't care where."
"Come on." I urged her up, grabbed our stuff and we headed for the car. Our hotel was near, the drive would take less than three minutes, assuming we didn't have an accident. Kimmy got into the car, kissed me, rubbed my cock and lay back openly rubbing her pussy. We drove to the hotel, smiled at an elderly couple in the lobby, then ran to the room and locked our door.
"Oh God, I'm so wet." Kimmy humped her pussy against my cock, making our panties wet and slippery. "Oh God!" She kissed me and lifted her shirt for me to suck her nipples. The combination of my sucking and my cock rubbing her clit set her off again.
"Oh God, he watched me cum in my panties. Oohh..." She lay beneath me, curled into her orgasm and humped her clit against my cock.
