Meg pulled her computer case from under the seat in front of her, put on her coat, and grabbed her purse. She was far enough back that it would take time for the rows ahead to clear, but that was fine. It would give her a chance to breathe and clear her mind of thoughts of Philip, but it couldn’t be done. As usual he had overwhelmed her. She had never met anyone like him, and she knew he felt the same. As much as Meg liked to keep her private life private, she was no prude. She enjoyed sex, and all of the games that surrounded it.
Meg had never expected to find a man who would be a willing partner in fulfilling her fantasies. Other men had given lip service to it, but none of them had really enjoyed it. There were so many varieties of sex to experience – even without getting really kinky or introducing toys into the mix – but most of her previous lovers came with sexual baggage. She wanted someone who would throw themselves into sex with abandon. She found that with Philip. He simply enjoyed it, enjoyed her.
The night that she had asked him to tease her was a revelation. He teased her up to and over into an orgasm – using his hands and voice alone. There was no penetration; he simply stroked her until she begged to be taken – to have something inside her, to provide her with relief. The more she begged the more he teased… telling her all the things that he wouldn’t do to her, all the while his fingers hinted at the promise. She was on top of him; he had both hands wrapped around her ass, playing with her. Her hips begged, swaying against his hands. Holding her tightly he prevented her from satisfying herself, yet in the end he couldn’t prevent her and she had come. He held her as the organism overtook her.
Days later she got up the nerve to ask him if he had enjoyed teasing her, his response was enthusiastic. Philip found it amazing that he could bring her to organism like that and from then on he delighted in finding new ways to hold her in suspense. There were times, when he would do nothing but tease her, to see how crazed he could make her. He loved watching her body undulate beneath his hands, responding to his touch, and begging to be taken.
Her thoughts took her through the gate and down to the luggage. She saw him before he saw her. She loved the look of him, tall with broad shoulders, the warmth of his eyes, and his broad welcoming smile that she could never resist. Hanging back for a moment Meg took a deep breath. Philip had no qualms about public displays of affection – she however did. His delight in seeing her always overrode her reluctance. How could she not give in when he wanted her so much? Once she was in his arms, kissing him, the world would slip away and she would no longer care.
She smiled at him, as their eyes met. She walked at her usual brisk pace to meet him. Within moments his arms where around her, and she was being lifted off the ground completely secure in his embrace. As he kissed her, one hand found her ass beneath her coat. The other hand wrapped around her back, holding her to him. She gave into his kiss. It warmed her from lips to toes and she answered every sensation and returned every touch. Time fell away and she had no idea how long they kissed, forever or a moment. It was all the same to her.
To be continued...
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