I've known you for years. Marriages came and went, but in the background there was always you. There's always been an explosive chemistry between us, but never a chance to act on it.
Until there was. Until chance, and a little bit of cunning, allowed us to be in the same city at the same time. I feel like I've waited a lifetime for this. I am returning on the late flight to Muscat and you are flying to Australia. We will meet in Changi Airport. For just one hour.
And now you are almost here.
These are the things I am going to do to you.
First.
We have both just showered and lotioned. We are alone and unable to be disturbed. Soul music plays in the background. You are naked. You lie down on your back, perfectly relaxed. I start on your forehead, gentle kisses around your face. I kiss your precious eyes, nose, cheeks, and so lightly graze across your intoxicating lips.
That drives me wild with desire but I am determined to take my time and make this count.
I nibble your earlobe, and oh so gently down your neck. Across your windpipe, I grip carefully with my teeth. Your body responds. Back to the sweet spot between neck and shoulder. I am so wet, my hips thrusting in anticipation.