He spotted her immediately as she stepped through the ramp doors in the midst of the arriving passengers. Mature, nearly 20 years his senior, but moving with a stroll that a man could not help but notice. Her linen business suit was conservative but the package was hardly demure. Her full breasts swayed without restraint under the sheer silk blouse, just as he had asked. He caught her eye over the crowd and she stopped in mid step.
He was magnificent. She reminded herself to breath. He stood several yards away waiting. His deep brown eyes assessing her as he stood waiting. So young to have drawn her so deeply yet his eyes only confirmed his power over her. She moved to him, her knees barely carrying her the remaining distance. She could smell the clean scent of soap and freshly laundered blue jeans.
She was nervous and he smiled "I knew you would be here." He took her hands in his and placed them on his shoulders. Sliding his own hands down over her thinly veiled breasts pausing briefly to outline her nipples that stood rigid beneath the silk. "Say it Sweetness, say it."
"I..." she squeaked and took a deep breath "I am yours to do with as it pleases you Sir." His hands held her close now as the words took their toll on her. Her knees had gone to jelly and she clung to his broad shoulders.
"Good. Now breath and follow me." He pushed her from him and held her until he was sure she was standing steady. He winked and pinched one hard nipple before he turned and taking her hand, strode rapidly through the airport concourse. Nearly running to keep up she found her mind racing just as desperately.
A year, countless E-Mails, chat rooms, private messages, telephone calls. A month ago he had requested photos, to be taken in, then out of, the silk blouse. She had sent them, trembling even as her fingers had typed his address on the E-Mail. He had asked for the addresses of Adult shops near her home and had instructed her to visit one he approved and pick up a package he had ordered to be held there for her. The dildo had been only the first of her daily purchases there. The prices varied and the cost only added to her the thrill as she spent her money at his whim. She could afford it, though the trips to the shop made her heart race and her skin tingle and flush.
Ten days and ten visits left her with an array of toys she was only vaguely familiar with. Then the E-Mail for the airline ticket to Chicago. She sent back the confirmation and her Credit Card info. She made the last minute arrangements for a long weekend and found herself standing in front of two male baggage checkers as they went through her carry-on bag that held the toys. She boarded the plane with tears of humiliation in her eyes, her mind screaming for her to turn around and go home. What was she doing? She had built and run a business, raised two intelligent and self-confident children on her own. Here she was, hundreds of miles from home, being half dragged through an airport by a man only a few months older than her son.
Pools of light illuminated the lines of cars in the parking garage. He stopped under one of the lights and opened the trunk of a late model Mustang. Something he had talked about in their long chats. He took the bag from her shoulder and dropped it in the trunk and gestured her to precede him to the passenger side. His hands fell lightly on her shoulders and slid her jacket off before he opened the door. Carefully folding it he laid it on the back seat before turning to face her. Pressing her back against the car he bent to kiss her sliding his hands up to cup her breasts and his lips and tongue took hers. Straightening he easily opened the buttons and spread the blouse exposing her breasts for inspection. "uh uh" he chided as she attempted to cover them and smiled as her hands fell trembling to her sides. "They are mine and I will let the world see them if I choose." A shuddering gasp escaped her lips as his mouth found one then the other nipple, sucking, tugging and nipping at them. His hands traveled under her skirt lifting it and exposing her gartered nylons and her bare mound. "Good girl," he growled as he roughly thrust two fingers deep into her moist sex. He pumped his hand up hard making her whimper, the other hand half circling her throat and holding her hard against the car. "I'll fuck you right here Sweetness. You want me to don't you?" He bit at her lower lip. "Answer me girl. Do you want me to fuck you right here?" Her eyes darted about the garage. "Answer me!" He hissed, his thumb circling her clit furiously.
"Ohh mmm Gawd.... Yess" her hands found his fly and pulled at the buttons. His cock sprang free and filled her hand. Her low moan echoed as he lifted her against the car and brought her legs up around his waist. She guided him into her and his mouth muffled her cry as he forced deep in one thrust. He was larger than any she had felt before and it had been 5 years since her last partner. He pulled back only to thrust deeper and begin pounding into her in rapid force.
"Now." he grunted and rose up to watch her face as he drove her beyond anything she had ever known in her safe, secure world. "Now." He commanded. She came in jolting waves of near pain. Her body writhing on his impaling cock, arching against the cold metal of the Mustang. When she was spent and the last of the gripping spasms subsided on his cock he slid from her and let her lean away from him.
Both turned as something banged to the pavement and they heard a gasp. A man stood not 10 feet from them, his suitcase lying by his feet where he had dropped it. His jaw hung wide and his eyes were riveted to the carnal scene. "Get in, Sweetness, I have plans for you." She slid quickly into the seat. Grinning he buckled her in and waved to their company. "By the way Girl, I'm glad you could come." She slid under the shoulder strap as he started the engine and felt his hand rest on her head as her mouth filled with his cock. Four days... they had four days.
