It was one date night that you asked—if we could go anywhere for an adult-only get away, where would it be? Rather than answer you right away, I told you I would just show you. So, when my next bonus arrived, I set everything in motion.
**THE AIRPORT**
You know, I have noticed something about the airport metal detectors. They seem to be sensitive to moisture. Maybe the wavelength of radiation they use to detect metal has trouble penetrating moisture? And you know what a little shit I can be and how I like to watch you squirm. So, when we arrive at the airport, I make sure we park somewhat remotely in the parking deck. Then, before you can get out of the car, I lock the doors and slowly and teasingly begin to unbutton your pants.
“Ms. Carson…we need to make sure you are not smuggling any contraband…” I whisper into your ear.