"This is crazy," he thought to himself, staring at the clock. It was nearly 8 p.m. on a Friday night. "Where is she?" Jack and Tori planned a long weekend at the beach. Jack's best friend owned a condo that was usually rented up the whole season. By chance, it was open this weekend and Jack made plans with Tori for a little fun in the sun. Initially, they were each going to leave work early and get a head start on the weekend, driving up to the condo together. Then one thing led to another. Tori had to take care of some crisis at work and wasn't sure when she could break free. She urged Jack to head up before her and enjoy the day, promising him she would be there soon.
Finally his cell rang. He missed her and was tired of waiting. Though he didn't want to admit it, he was also angry. He felt that whatever crisis there was at work, it should have been long over by now. At a minimum, she could have called or texted him sooner to let him know what was going on. The phone rang again.
He pushed back his thoughts and answered it on the second ring, "Hello?"
Tori's voice, smooth as silk, "Hey baby, I am so sorry. I'm on my way."
Hearing her voice seemed to ease his anger. "What's taking so long, honey? I have been here for a few hours going crazy and I haven't heard diddly from you."
She explained why she hadn't called sooner and it all made perfect sense. She asked what the plans were for tonight.
He answered, "Well I was thinking originally that we would head to the beach with a bottle of wine and watch the sunset, then come back to the condo and make love in every room, sort of marking our territory."
She laughed. "I'm sorry that I missed the wine and sunset, but I will be there soon and we can start with the living room first."
Jack laughed, and felt a stirring in his groin. "Tell me what you're wearing?"
Tori replied, "A yellow tee shirt and white miniskirt, why do you ask?"
"It helps me visualize what I will be ripping off your sweet body...Are you wearing panties?"
She wasn't sure where all of this was heading, but she had a least another hour's drive and what the hell, she told him "Yes, they are pink, they are skimpy and they are wet....very wet."
In reality, they weren't wet, but two out of three is not bad. She asked him, "Are you hard for me?"
He answered, "Shit, Tori, I have been walking around this condo for the past three hours with a non-stop hard on, bumping into furniture with it. I went to grab a beer out of the fridge and nearly closed the door on it," he said laughing.
She knew he was exaggerating, but the thought of him being all horned up excited her. She told him she couldn't wait to see him and would be there by 9:00. They said their goodbyes.
Jack used the time to clean up a bit and take a shower. Jack tried not to think about sex for the past hour, but it was all that was on his mind and the proof was in his shorts. Man, oh man, was he hard. Soon the door bell rang.
Opening the door, he saw her. Like a scene from a movie, he couldn't believe how beautiful she was. Her hair was styled short, with a sassy look to it. Her eyes were green and seemed to glow, announcing her fire was lit. Her lips, stretched to a wide smile, were just waiting for a kiss. Jack wrapped his arms around her, embracing her, taking in her scent, and their lips locked. The passion was unmistakable. It had only been three days since they saw each other last, but you would think that it had been three years and he was coming home from a foreign war.
Their tongues met, dancing. Her arms wrapped around him, drawing him even closer. His hands cradled her face. Kissing her, holding her, loving her.
Eventually, she broke the kiss, smiling she said, "Are you going to let me in?"
