I looked at the arrival board for the umpteenth time. Deb's plane was late, nearly an hour late. I had been pacing back and forth, nervous as could anyone could be.
Finally I saw by the board that her plane had landed and a few minutes after that I got a call on my cell phone from Deb. She was following the signs toward baggage claim. My heart began beating a little faster and my nervousness almost overwhelmed me.
At the Northwest terminal in Detroit, the passengers descend an escalator to the baggage claim area. I eagerly scanned each woman riding down the escalator, looking for a woman in a skirt, since Deb had told me what she planned to wear. Almost every woman arriving wore jeans or pants. It was still cold out after all.
Finally I saw a pair of legs, and as the figure came into view, I saw clearly that it was Deb. And she when she saw me she smiled. I moved toward the gate as she came past the security guard and we kissed and hugged for the first time. At that moment all my nervousness disappeared.
I had met Deb on-line some 2 months before and we hit it off right away. She was interested in my stories and that is how our friendship started. She and I were in similar situations, namely, in marriages devoid of sex. The lack of sex wasn't the only problem that we both had. The other major problem facing us was that our spouses viewed our interest in sex, especially adventuresome sex, as somehow depraved. As Deb and I talked during the first couple of weeks of our friendship, we each discovered that our desire for sex in all of its hues wasn't depraved, but in fact natural and something to be enjoyed. Our conversations grew more sexual in nature as we explored all the depths of our desires.
With all the talk about sex, it wasn't long before we expressed those desires through cyber sex. Then phone sex. Then video phone sex. And each escalating step was more wonderful than the last, naturally leading to the next step. It was so nice to have someone with whom to share these intimacies.
Our relationship developed quickly. We were both surprised at how fast we moved from stage to stage, at how deep our relationship had become. After two weeks of hot and steamy conversations, I asked Deb if she'd like to meet, and I wasn't the least bit surprised when she agreed. It seemed so natural. The only question was when and how we would manage such a meeting.
A few days later my wife provided the opportunity when she announced that she was going to visit her sister back East. Knowing that her sister and I didn't get along that well, she thought that it was best to make the visit alone. This also made sense since she was planning on going for a week during the public schools Spring Break, and my college's break didn't coincide. So it was settled. She would go back East in about a month's time.
The next month was like foreplay between Deb and me. We chatted on-line and sent hundreds of e-mails all day at work. We talked and we planned. We fantasized about our first kiss, what we would do at the airport, what we would do in the parking structure at the airport, what we would do on the way from the airport to the hotel, what we would do the second we got into the room, and on and on. The interplay between us was almost unbearably sexy. I think we both knew that nobody could have that much sex and live to talk about it, but it was new ground for both of us. We were so starved for intimate contact and the freedom to express our deepest desires was exhilarating.
But the wait was excruciating too. Every week it was "only x weeks to go" and on each Friday it was "in x weeks we will be kissing for the first time".
I really didn't think we could keep the excitement, the intensity up for so long, but we did. I began to fear that our expectations were set too high, that no one could live up to the fantasies we were generating between the two of us.
I was wrong.
In the baggage claim, Deb and I stood beaming at each other as we waited for her bag to arrive. My arm pulled her close and we chatted about her flight. It was as if an old friend had arrived for a visit. I wanted to take her in my arms and kiss her deeply, and I could tell that she wanted that as well, but the middle of the baggage claim area wasn't the right place for that.
Finally, her bag arrived and we both hurried to my car, which I had parked in the parking structure as far away from the terminal as I could. Opening the trunk I quickly stowed her bags with mine. After slamming the trunk shut I opened the back passenger side door to shield us a little more from the remote possibility of someone driving by and seeing us. As Deb stood against the car, I folded her into my arms and kissed her deeply. It was a wonderful kiss. My hands instinctively moved to her ass to pull her closer and she kissed back hard as she squeezed me.
We had talked about the possibility of public sex during our torrid conversations as the time for our meeting drew nearer. Both of us were highly turned on by the prospect of being intimate in a public setting where there was some risk of being seen.
My hands darted beneath her skirt and fondled her smooth warm ass as we kissed. I was pleased to feel her hand rubbing up against my crotch as we embraced. Breaking off the kiss I looked into Deb's eyes as my hands found the elastic of her panties. Her face told me what she wanted and I looped my thumbs inside her panties and quickly pulled them down. Deb lifted one leg then the other until I hand her panties in my hand. Stuffing them quickly into my pocket, I kissed her again, this time my hands fondling her bare butt.
Maneuvering around the open door, I pushed Deb into the back seat and urgently kissed her, my hand quickly unzipping her sweater, a sweater she wore with this exact action in mind. She wore a colorful bra and her cleavage was so inviting. My lips quickly moved to her breasts, kissing them and feeling their exquisite softness.
As Deb fumbled with my zipper, I took my hand and pulled down the cup over her right breast to expose a taut nipple. My mouth hungrily devoured it as her hand slid into my now unzipped pants. As we had planned I wasn't wearing any underwear so as to give her easier access to me, and the touch of her fingers brought me to an instant erection.
As I kissed her lips and breasts my hand moved beneath her skirt again and I felt her pussy for the first time. My fingers found her clit and I began rubbing it gently, delighted in how wet she was. As I rubbed her pussy, Deb began moaning and writhing. Taking my middle finger I inserted it inside her pussy and began finger-fucking her feverishly. Deb leaned back so that she was almost prone in the back seat as I moved my finger in and out of her. Occasionally a car would drive by, distracting me for a moment but I continued on until Deb's body stiffened and she came hard for me for the first time. Little did I know how many orgasms were yet to come.
Giggling a little, Deb sat up, her skirt hiked up to expose her dripping pussy and her right breast hung overflowing her bra.
