Date: 12/19/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Bad_4You, Source: LushStories
It has been days, eleven excruciatingly long days. To be precise, 269 hours have passed since I last laid my eyes upon my beautiful goddess. It has been a short but intense season of frustration and longing. We had planned to see each other several days ago but alas, she was sick and needed to stay home and take care of herself. Little did she understand that I would have taken care of her perfectly. Anticipation ran high as I boarded the plane this morning to meet her in the far away city. She is there on business and we have but a tiny window of opportunity to be together, but such is the price I am willing to pay to try to meet the need of this burning passion. There is no straight shot from here to there and, of course, I had to endure multiple delays and a myriad of lame excuses as to why I would arrive six hours late to my dear one. Remind me to never fly United again! I’m pretty well spent as I hop into the shower, attempting to wash away the fatigue and aches that coincide with a long day of travel. I left my home at 4:30 this morning and now, over 13 hours later, I’m lying on our hotel bed anticipating her arrival from an equally long and taxing day. My heart pounds wildly in my chest when I hear the key sliding through the door and the handle pushes downward. “Hello baby!” I say as I rush over and take her in my arms, burying my hungry tongue between her lovely lips. She’s wearing a sundress and little else as my hands roam her gorgeous body and our room is ...