Exerpt from yet to be titled book....comments welc - Sex Stories

Exerpt from yet to be titled book....comments welc

After a grueling 12 day, 4 country tour, your Daddy is finally coming home to you. To make it worse for you, my plane had that new upgrade with the Wi-Fi, so the whole time back I'm chatting with you. Putting dirty ideas in your head between the breaks I take to take a nap here and there. You get excited when I tell you we just landed in Hawaii to refuel, telling you we have to come here together. I don't care if I have to get you d***k to get you on the plane, or to stuff you in a box and make you ride with the cargo, we're coming here together. I tell you I'm taking a nap, catch you when I wake up. A few hours later you hear from me again, along with a string of messages and pics from you that drive me crazy. We chat for a while then I tell you to get excited, because I'm looking out the window and I see land. I tell you I'm getting anxious so I'm going to let you go so I can try to relax a bit as I remind you of the flight, time and gate. All I got is my carry-on so no baggage claim needed. "See you then Lover..." I spot you before you see me, leaning against a wall trying to look over everybody, so I make my way out of view behind a crowd going past you. As usual you're turning heads wearing a short dress with your long legs and sky high heels. Most people are wondering if you're waiting for your man or for your trick, but that's our little secret. I come along side you, dropping my bag at your feet, making you jump, then take you in my arms and kiss you deep as I press ...

... you against the wall. You wrap your arms around my head, wrapping a leg around mine and kiss me in that way so I know you've missed me a lot this trip. After we calm ourselves down and take a breath, you look at me and you're shocked how tired I look. You reintroduce me to your friend, who you couldn't stop texting me about, s****rs in crime back together again. We talk all the way to the car, as you pull your keys out of your purse, I grab them out of your hands and I hand them to your friend, "You drive," as I look back at you with a wink and simply say, "Back Seat." We're in the back seat acting like we're teenagers again. Kissing each other deeply and passionately, our hands wandering all over each other's bodies, whispering dirty things into each other's ears. The whole time your friend keeps checking us out in the rearview mirror and laughs at us. We don't care, it's been almost two weeks with any intimacy and it dove us crazy. combination of not sharing the intimacy, the love, and the passion we have was almost unbearable. she looks back at us, "Ok now c***dren, where are we going." I pull away from you and tell here that I need some food, so any place we can eat then we're headed home. We talk as we eat and drink our way through the meal, talking about my trip, making jokes and giving each other good comebacks like we always do. You keep giving me this look of love yet you feel bad for me because you can see on my face how exhausted I am and how I'm fighting to stay ...