My phone vibrated aggressively on her nightstand for a second time. I picked it up and placed it to my ear with my left hand. My right hand remained firmly inside her pussy as I thrust it in and out of her. She bit into her previously discarded panties in a feeble attempt to mute herself as I answered the call.
“Hey sorry, I will be right down.” I couldn’t delay it any longer, I needed to grab my Uber to make it to the airport in time. I abruptly stood up from the bed and began to tug my jeans upward as my right hand lingered on the lips of her pussy.
“Isn’t there a later flight?” She protested.
I finally released her from my grasp and headed towards my suitcase. I could feel her tugging me back towards her as she sat up in bed. I grabbed the magic wand from behind my pillow, flicked into onto high and pushed it against her glistening pussy. She fell back into the covers as her eyes rolled back in her head.
“See you on Wednesday. Don’t have all of the fun without me.”
I arrived to my gate flustered and gasping for breath fearing that I would miss my flight. Delayed. I slunk back in the minimally comfortable blue leather chair as we waited for the weather to clear. Her scent still hung from my hands and her moans rang in my ears. I was fixated on how I left her and daydreamed about embracing her body once again. I began to imagine her in my favorite outfits and positions, working myself into a frenzy at the gate.
Then I remembered that she had said she would do “anything” in our early evening rendezvous. It was time to test that out. I snagged my phone from my bag and began draft a rather specific set of requests.
“Good evening, my flight is delayed and I have unilaterally appointed you as Chief Morale Officer for myself for the evening. As such, I will need you to complete the following by EOD.
Morale Builder #1:
Return to the position I left you with the magic wand vibrating against your clit. First, return at least one photograph of you clasping your breast as your back arches in pleasure from the sensation. Second, send a voice memo of no fewer than one orgasm – this time you can be as loud as you want.
Morale Builder #2:
I need to trick myself into thinking I am traveling to a tropical vacation with you and not this horrific meeting. Put on you newest bikini, pour yourself a tiki drink and apply baby oil across your cleavage and stomach. Snap a candid photo of yourself relaxing like this on the couch and send it to me.
Morale Builder #3:
Time to get comfy. Put on that oversized sky blue t-shirt I like and some black satin bikini brief panties. Nothing else. Send me photos showing the front and back. At least one photo needs to be taken from knee height.
Time to get on the plane. Best of luck on your mission to improve team morale, we are counting on you.”
To be continued…
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/m4oajg/a_special_request_from_the_gate_part_1_mf
Oh… man… this is so yummy.