We have enjoyed the chatting via the internet for a long time but the webcams and pictures are just not cutting it anymore. We have planned for many months and after a few false starts, we have finally been able to get our schedules matched and get away together for a few days, rather then the few hours we catch when my flight plans take me thru San Francisco.
We have planned a weekend that will not soon be forgotten! I fly into Oakland so that we can hook up and fly together to the dream get away, 7 days and six nights in St. Maarten.
You are excited getting off from work! You need to hurry so that you can pick me up at the airport then head to your place so that you can finalize your preparations before we head to San Francisco and catch our flight to St. Maarten. As you pull up to your house, you see some strange guy walking around the garage.
You think to yourself, "NO! Did I forget and have some more housework planned for this week?" As your trying to sort this out you realize that there is something familiar about him. As you get closer you finally realize that it is me, Jack.
You run up and plant a big kiss on me feeling a strong set of hands grab your ass and pull you in for a very passionate kiss. I explain that I couldn't wait and caught an earlier flight so that we could be together earlier.
You unlock the door and we go inside. I drop my luggage down and pick you up again for another kiss and hug. "Mmmmm, I whisper in your ear, I wish we had time before the flight to really greet each other properly!" You give me a look that says NOW!
I chuckle and say we have a whole week to thoroughly enjoy each other, let's take it slow. Meanwhile I am imagining ripping your uniform off and taking you right there. Somehow I suppress the urges and ask you if I can help you pack. You tell me "No, I am almost ready; I just need a quickie shower to wash away the hospital gunk."
I watch as you walk away, enjoying the shape of your ass in the uniform. You are striping as you walk away and just as you turn into the bathroom, the last piece falls away. Yes, Lisa, you have my attention!
As my higher brain functions return and the primal urge to mate is slowly, reluctantly suppressed for the time being, I realize you have been hitting the sun shops. There is a bit of brown on the beautiful body. My cock swells thinking of strolling down the beach with you at my side and our clothes have not been touched in days. I want to follow you in and wash your back, but I know that if I do that, we will miss our flight. I instead get a couple of Coronas out of the fridge.
Before I am halfway done with mine, you come out and head to the bedroom. I follow you in and hand you your beer. Tink! To a wonderful week in paradise! The cool beer goes down well. I sit on the bed and watch you get dressed. Such a well orchestrated dance, you are ready in what seems like seconds.
You pull your bags out of the closet and I laugh as yet another similarity has arisen. We have the same suitcases! We really were meant to come together in this life. I take our bags out to the truck and we are on our way!
The plane ride makes you nervous. I buy us a couple of drinks and you relax a little. There is a chill so you ask for a blanket. The flight attendant smiles and hands you the blanket saying enjoy the flight!
The plane is pretty empty and we are almost isolated in the rear section. The flight attendant sits down in her jump seat up front and pulls out a magazine. To ease your tension my hand wonders under the blanket and starts to stroke you breast.
Playfully at first, but then I feel your nipple respond to my touch. I smile as I see you lean your seat back and spread your legs. I circle your nipple lightly tracing its outline thru the material of your shirt. My hand slides downward towards your womanhood. I feel your hips move slightly, wanting the touch, the pleasure that my fingers can bring you.
I can feel the heat radiating from your pussy through your pants. I stroke up and down in just the right spot pressing the material to spread your lips. You moan lightly as you feel the wetness building there. Your wandering mind is brought back to reality as you feel my finger tips brush your clit. You wonder "How does he always get in there without me realizing it?"
You don't care as my fingers slide down and trace the opening of your wanton twat. My finger slides over you swollen wet lips, teasing ever so slightly with each pass. Each time hoping that this will be the time my finger will slide inside your throbbing pussy.
You are about to grab my hand and guide my fingers inside you when finally, I slide a finger, then two inside you. I feel your pussy grab at me wanting to feel something more substantial filling your hot hungry pussy.
All too soon I pull my fingers out and bring your moisture up to your erect clit. Circling and wetting your clit with the hot liquid. Another soft moan escapes your lips. Just what you needed after a long day of pushing pills!
You have to give me complete access to your pussy now, so you slide your pants down and off in one quick move. As you kick your knees up on the seat in front of you, a cool blast of air finds you hot pussy. You jump at the feeling of it; your clit hardens at the onslaught of my fingers and the cool air.