The planes tires squealed as we touched down on the runway. I sighed with relief. It was so good to be getting back home. I couldn‘t wait to be back in my darlin’s arms. It had been a grueling trip and I was exhausted. I collected my carryon bag and made my way out of the plane. As soon as I got into the terminal I made a quick call on my cell phone to be sure she was on her way to pick me up.
Her sweet, sexy voice crackled in my ear. “I’m on the expressway. Traffic is terrible so I may be a few minutes late. I love you.”
I got the rest of my luggage and went out to the curb to wait. It wasn’t too long before I saw the familiar car approaching. She pulled up to the curb next to me and popped the trunk. I tossed my bags in the trunk and sank down into the passenger seat. She leaned over and gave me a quick kiss. “How are you doing, babe?”
“I’m doing OK. It’s good to be home.” Just seeing her again was beginning to ease my feeling of exhaustion.
She pulled away for the curb and we made our way through the traffic streaming away from the airport. I just sat and watched her drive. Her glorious red hair reaching almost to her shoulders, the profile of her pert, little nose as she kept her eyes on the road, the swell of her breasts stretching the fabric of her blouse, all combined to remind me what I had been missing for the week I had been gone.
When we got onto the expressway traffic was heavy, but moving smoothly. I slid over closer to her and put my hand on her right knee. Traffic was too heavy to use cruise control so she had to keep her right foot on the gas pedal. I slowly slid my hand up her thigh and under her skirt. Her breath caught as my hand touched the crotch of her panties. I rubbed the tips of my fingers up and down over her panty covered slit until I felt the wetness soaking through the thin fabric. I pushed the crotch of panties aside and slid two fingers into her slippery cunt, slowly moving them in and out while watching the express... Les hele novellen
