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Another hiatus ensued, this time spanning a month before our next face to face interaction. During this period apart from one another I entered the travel season for my job, flying back and forth across the country on business without nary a mention of the risky conference call I had participated in from any of the managers who were on it. The scenes from that morning were always fresh on my mind whenever I retrieved the laptop from my bag, playing before my mind’s eye like a scene from a movie. I had captured a picture of the aftermath, one I came back to and observed on a nearly daily basis, which saw Ava on her knees where I liked her best. I had shared the photo with her shortly after our last interaction, and she became eager for more, pushing for a deeper foray into the world we visited briefly that morning beneath my desk.
I would hold her over the best I could given the distance between us, demanding that she carry on with her daily life but with certain twists, such as wearing nipple clamps, a plug or even the remote-controlled toy to work so that I could operate it from halfway across the country. Ava was a good sport throughout the weeks, succumbing to the teases I put her through, always responding in kind when I least expected it. The pictures and videos we exchanged during this period only added to our hunger, each passing day seeing our text thread explode with nasty thoughts and even filthier media. It was all we could do to keep ourselves sane until next we saw each other, mutual masturbation following long teasing and edging sessions barely siphoning any of the pent-up frustration we both shared.
It was on this morning that the light appeared at the end of the tunnel, as I sat in the airport waiting for a flight home for the weekend. Ava wasn’t aware that I was coming to town, but she would soon find out and I would finally be able to give to her the true experience she had been lusting for all her adult life. For weeks she and I had spoken non-stop, and today was no exception, as a text hit my phone bright and early as it usually did while I sat at the gate:
I woke up so horny today, had a dream you were fucking me and now I’m soaked.
Reading the message brought a grin to my face, and I typed a brief response:
show me
And if I don’t?
then you won’t find out the surprise I have to share with you
The thread grew silent, possibly because she was mulling over my response, but I knew she would be unable to resist discovering what the secret was. At that moment the gate opened and the attendant began calling for passengers to board the plane, and a second later my phone vibrated. I stood up with my bag and checked the thread, finding a picture of Ava’s lower body with a pair of blue panties rolled halfway down her legs, the crotch of which was completely soaked through with arousal. Enhancing the photo further was her hand, fingers splayed apart close to her groin, a thread of pearlescent fluid webbed between her digits and connected to her mound.
As I approached the gate I grew stiff, ogling the photo with my boarding pass in my other hand. After handing off the boarding pass I followed the path to the plane, stashed my bag in the overhead bin and took my seat next to the window. I glanced at Ava’s photo one more time before typing a quick response and hitting send, then turned off the phone and stashed it in my pocket. I turned my attention to the outside world, surveying the landscape that would soon be beneath me, counting the minutes until I would be back home. As the plane pushed away from the gate and began to taxi up the runway, I had to imagine the level of excitement Ava would be experiencing right about now as she read the final message I sent her:
Clear your schedule and get some rest. I’ll be seeing you soon.
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By the time the plane arrived and the passengers departed to claim their baggage, Ava had made it to and was waiting for me outside the airport, standing in the loading zone with her back against the car in clear defiance of the strict ‘loading and unloading only’ rule. All it took was a short text from the cabin of the plane once we landed to bring her here, as she lived just a short distance from the airport and had cleared her schedule as was requested. The look on her face when she registered me in the crowd as I passed through the double doors was priceless, and I came to stand before her, feeling as if we were on the precipice of something much greater given all that we had discussed in the month leading up to this meeting.
“I can’t believe you’re actually here,” Ava blurted out, beaming from ear to ear while seizing me up.
“I can hop another flight and return at later date if you prefer,” I teased, grinning right back at her.
“Oh shut up and get in the car,” she shot back playfully, turning on her heel to head for the driver’s door.
I caught her arm and turned her back toward me, embracing her with a rough kiss which she sank into immediately, her tough façade melting away into my mouth. I gripped her throat and squeezed while our tongues danced, feeling her pulse begin to throb against my fingertips. I broke away after a few moments, leaving her yearning for more if the way she pouted at the absence of my mouth was any indication. My hand remained upon her body, clutching her throat and maneuvering it until her head tilted up, placing her gaze upon my own which was now an intense beam focused singularly on her.
“Time to go Ava,” I said quietly, giving her throat one final squeeze before we piled into the car ahead of our journey.
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We spent a couple of hours relaxing as best we could at her place, with the night playing out rather uneventfully at first. The tension and the tease of what was to come slowly twisted and coiled between us unseen, but was felt in every interaction, whenever our hands would graze one another’s, or one of us catch the other staring for a moment too long. It took everything within our beings not to rip into one another, but we abstained at my command, as I had something in mind that she still was not privy to. We instead caught up in the meantime, discussing the mundane things that had occurred in our lives while apart, ignoring the piping hot need within ourselves as our bodies called out to one another.
Partway through dinner we once again found each other checking the other out, and our utensils paused upon our plates, a pregnant pause dominating the airwaves that had just been reserved for a story regarding her workplace drama. I could see the lust in her eyes from across the table, and she no doubt saw my own, my gaze betraying no secret to her in the way I mentally undressed her with every glance. By this point we had already put a bottle of wine away and had begun working on another, but the alcohol was soon forgotten after I placed my glass down for the last time, swallowing the remnants of the sweet red essence.
“Come here,” I said, beckoning Ava over with the wave of a hand.
She rose from her chair without hesitation and swept her way to me, taking her place upon a knee after I patted it, indicating where I wanted her. I brushed the hair away from her face and studied it briefly, before cupping her head in my hand, fingers clutching her tightly. Her soft eyes studied me, her breathing already picking up in anticipation, small hands finding purchase upon my chest. I pulled her head close to mine, our foreheads embracing, before I turned and placed my lips close to her ear, my lips gently brushing up against the sensitive flesh.
“Go upstairs and make yourself comfortable. I’ll be there once you’re ready for me.”
“I won’t be long,” she breathed back, her body shaking with excitement.
She stood up and walked away, but not before I placed a heavy smack on her cute ass, which earned me a yelp of surprised appreciation before she disappeared upstairs. Soon I heard the shower cut on while I tended to the dishes, and by the time I had dried them and rested on the couch for a couple of minutes, the shower turned off and I could hear her walk into her room. She spent some time in there preparing while I did the same in the living room, rummaging in my bag for the items I would need. It didn’t take much longer for her to get ready, and after a couple more minutes, I heard her calling for me from her room.
“I’m ready for you Taylor,” came her sing song voice, inviting me to do to her all the nefarious things that I had planned way back when.
I climbed the stairs slowly, allowing her to hear my heavy footfalls and envision me drawing nearer to her, taking my time with each step. At the landing I flipped the switch on the wall and killed the lights in the hallway, basking in the newfound darkness. I stepped into the open doorway to her room cloaked entirely in shadow, my silhouette blending into the inky black void. She had lit candles and placed them on the end tables, illuminating the many stones and gems littering the surface, but aside from the small amount of light they gave off, her room too was pitched into black. She couldn’t discern me from where I stood, but she could feel my presence, her body rising slowly from the bed until she was on her knees awaiting my entrance.
I crossed the threshold into her bedroom and slowly entered her field of view, appearing out of the darkness to stop short at the foot of her bed. Ava was clad in lingerie, a lacy black babydoll that left little to the imagination what with the transparent material it was made of, or the way in which it pushed her already ample cleavage to even greater heights. She lifted her head and looked up at me from her position, her soft brown eyes a whirlpool of emotions which betrayed longing, glee and curiosity. I was here to quell her every need and more, on a mission to deliver to her something no other man was capable of in her past life.
Flickering shadows danced upon her bedroom walls which were adorned with many plants and ivy, detailing my silhouette’s every move, my shadow form reaching out to the other shadow that sat motionless, awaiting a command which never came. The shadows became entangled and stuck on one another, breaking apart only a short time later, a thin black shadow connecting them to one another. The clinking of a chain cut through the silence, eviscerating the overwhelming tension and bringing to light my intentions. Ava found herself bound by a collar, this time being done in by the real deal and not a makeshift device fashioned in the heat of the moment like last time. I gripped the chain attached to it, cold steel slowly warming within my clenched fist as I stared at my newfound pet. Something distantly related to fear took residence in her eyes now, but even more so was the apparent excitement that welled up within her rapidly rising and falling chest, eagerness etched in the very core of her being. She was ready.
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