This trip had taken months for us to plan, we knew we had to make it perfect. We had to tell our spouses a story the would believe while we skipped out of town for the weekend to spend it together, locked in a bedroom.
Over the last 6 months we have built this relationship we have dreamed of, romantic, intimate, kinky, everything we wished our spouses could give us but wouldn’t put the effort into making happen.
As we each boarded our flight to meet in a city midway between us the tension built as you teased me, begging me to save every drop of cum for you, not wanting me to cum until we finally got to be together. The teasing started slowly with just telling me how bad you wanted me and quickly progressed to you fucking yourself in the planes bathroom.
As we met the sparks were uncontrollable, our first embrace as we met in the terminal after departing our separate planes was something out of a dream. Slow motion as we walked to eachother wrapping our arms around eachother before our lips met for that first kiss that reassured all the feelings built the last few months had been exactly where they needed to be.