Thomas kisses me and I kiss him back. He looks at me bit confused.
“What’s wrong?”
I started to tremble I can’t explain it. I’m still shaking, with my naked body pressed against his. Finally I explain.
“I’ve never had passionate sex like this before”.
I was so scared he would react badly but he didn’t. Instead he holds me closer, and reaches his hands around my naked body. He whispers the kindest thing I’d ever thought he would say,
“There’s always room for a bit of dessert”.
All good things
Since it was almost time for our flight, we quickly showered together and headed off. Well, not before giving each other a few quick blowjobs. I definitely wasn’t going to miss an opportunity. I was really worried, and I was sure Thomas would never talk to me again. Maybe he would freak out and overreact about the crying. Maybe I was too much for the guy.
On our flight home, we teased each other a bit. We both held magazines, and tried to feel each other underneath. On the way home, Thomas asked me if I could come to his apartment for a minute to help him bring his luggage in. It was a bit suspicious, because he barely had any with him. Also, he was probably the strongest person I ever met.
We walked into his apartment to ‘drop his luggage off’. Right there in middle of his apartment was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She had long blonde hair, and pretty blue-eyes. She was wearing black three inch heels, and dark red lace lingerie.
“Have you met my wife?”