Rachael was waiting for me when the plane landed. I'd called her that morning and told her what time I'd and, and she said she'd be there with a special present for me. I was sure I knew what that would be. Rachael loved to fuck as much as I did, and she'd been without my cock for almost two weeks. Knowing her as I do, I didn't for a minute think she'd been without any cock all that time, but she was definitely without mine, and it is mine she loves the best. As I came down the ramp, I saw here standing there. She was absolutely beautiful! Dressed in a stunning green silk dress, her full luscious breasts were straining against the fabric, her hard bullet nipples were visible from thirty feet away. As my eyes took in the rest of her body, I was almost certain I could make out the outline of her ripe pussy. I knew that my imagination was working overtime, but from a distance, it looked like her trimmed, soft cunt was pushing against the dress with the same force her tits were.
We hugged each other for at least two minutes. She was all over me, kissing me, squealing with delight. When she calmed down, we pulled apart, and I looked at her again. My first hunch had been right. She had nothing on under the thin green material, and for all purposes, she might as well have nothing on at all! For just a moment, I felt a twinge of embarrassment. For just a moment. Then the twinges moved to my cock, as it started to harden.
"You know, I can see right through that dress," I said.
"So can everyone else!" She answered.
I gathered my luggage from the carousel, and we started for the car. As we left the terminal, I expected to find my BMW. I didn't. Instead, a black stretch limo was waiting. Rachael looked at me playfully as she steered me in the limo's direction.
"I didn't want to wait till we got back to the city before we started to have fun."
"Rachael..." I started to protest, but stopped. What the hell, if she wanted to play, who was I to complain. I started to get into the back seat, but she stopped me.
"Patrick, I hope you don't mind, but I hired a new gardener while you were gone."
This took me by surprise. One moment my hot wife was practically jerking me off in the airline terminal, and telling me she couldn't wait to get my cock in her mouth, and the next she was telling me about the guy who mows our grass. I was more than a little confused.
"That's fine with me. We'll talk about it later. Let's get into the car."
"No. I want to talk about it now! Juan just couldn't make me happy. He just didn't seem to understand what I needed done."
"Fine. I don't care. If the new guy does a better job, that's fine with me. But I don't want to stand out here all night. Let's get going."
"Wait. I just wanted you to know about Hernandez. I hope you don't get mad. But I wanted you to meet him as soon as possible."
