Chapter 2: Cum Now
As the plane slid down the glide path toward LAX, crossing the vast expanse of Los Angeles from the mountains toward the ocean, Tabitha leaned over Rex to watch the sea of lights outside the window. It was a marvel that thrilled Rex every time he saw it and he was glad to share it with her. He pointed out the tall buildings of downtown, glittering with reflected light, and the relative location of the Hollywood hills.
Rex enjoyed working in Hollywood and he was happy to be able to share the experience with Tabitha this time around. While he was working, she would explore the area. In the evenings, they would explore Hollywood and other parts of LA that Rex had enjoyed on earlier trips. They would also explore each other, as they were wont to do, tongues and lips leading the way.
Right now, Rex was looking forward to getting to the hotel in Hollywood, where he had plans to fill Tabitha's mouth with a gusher of sperm. For the moment, the first part of that gusher was merely trickling from his cock onto his leg and sticking to the inside of his pants. Tabitha had been sucking his cock during the flight, but they had been interrupted by the flight attendant and had postponed the coming conclusion. But, the pressure in his groin was a force not to be denied for long and he knew that Tabitha was looking forward to filling her mouth with the creamy reward for her efforts.
The airplane landed smoothly and, after a meandering tour of the taxiways of LAX, parked at the gate. Their hungers in temporary abeyance, Rex and Tabitha waited patiently, then filed out of the airplane, up the jetway, through terminal and down the escalator to the baggage carousel. They gathered their bags and headed for the sliding doors to get the rental car shuttle bus.
The doors slid open and the warm, slightly humid air hit them, as did the smell of car and bus exhaust and the cacophony of dozens of vehicles competing for the roadway. Rex knew his way here and, quickly, they made their way to the shuttle stop, where he flagged down the big yellow shuttle bus. They stowed their bags under the racks and sat down. Rex identified himself to the driver, then they were off, swaying and jerking, as the driver battled his way through the traffic toward the rental lot.
When they got out of the shuttle bus, Rex's name, "Rex, Oral", was on the board in glowing green letters and their vehicle was ready - a nice big SUV, perfect for urban travel for two. In moments, they had left the lot and they were on their way to the freeway.
At night, the freeways were fast and efficient. As usual, Rex enjoyed this drive. The unusual part was the warm hand that had appeared over his crotch, stroking and rubbing his shaft. Since being sucked on the plane, his cock had never fully deflated and felt bloated and sticky. Tabitha's lazy stroking was compounding the problem.
Soon, they ramped off into Hollywood. As they slowed, they opened the windows and shut off the air conditioning to enjoy the air. It was warm, fragrant and sultry, a welcome change from the chilly spring air at home. To the north and west were the fabled Hollywood hills, the houses stacked up the hillsides, thousands of lights filling the imagination with the lore of the twentieth century. Rex's cock bided its time.
