Waisted Story: Getaway

I am standing in the driveway, anxious and excited at the same time. He had called me 2 hours ago that we were going away for the weekend and to pack a bag. He refused to tell me where. The children had been picked up by their aunt and all I got, when I tried to pry, was a small wave and wink.

A limo pulled up and a driver stepped out to help me with my bag. He also handed me a scarf.

“Can you please tie around your eyes?”

I took the scarf, got into the car, and covered my eyes as requested. The driver gave me a champagne flute I accepted in appreciation. The ride, soft leather seats, gentle music, and darkness lulled me into sleep. I woke up when the car stopped moving and was expecting to be helped out of the vehicle. Instead, I heard the door open, and the weight of another person slide into the seat beside me. I smelled him and smiled.

“Hi.”

I reached for the scarf and was stopped.

“Don’t take it off. Not yet.”

There was something in his voice that made me melt. He leaned towards me and I felt his firm hand behind my neck. His kiss started off slow with gentle pecks and sucking my lips. I sighed, leaned in closer, and let him direct the kiss. The submission must have revved him because the kiss became fierce and demanding. His hands trail down my body, pausing to palm my breasts and mold them. In little time, my shirt was unbuttoned, and I felt his eyes roam over my barely there bra. His fingers flicked at the front closure and my breasts were released from their lace constraints. His mouth went to my nipple and I arched into him.

My brain shut down as he continued to run his hands down my body. He pushed me back into the seat, pulled up my short skirt and yanked off my panties. I heard him inhale deeply and I could imagine him sniffing my underwear.

“Your smell always drives me crazy.”

It was a groan that I echoed loudly. He grabbed my TeMi beads waistbeads and pulled me closer. All I could do was moan and attempt to wriggle my way closer to him. Then he placed his palm lay against my pubic bone in a clear order to stay still.

“Babe, I need you.” At this point I was whining, and I didn’t care.

“I know. I am about to give you everything we both need.”

It was his fingers first. They slid into my wetness and flicked against my spot. I got wetter. Next, I felt his breath and his mouth. His tongue licked my pussy, and I was lost. My hands reached for his head and ground myself against his face.

He moved away suddenly, and I jolted. I was so close and almost started crying. 

“No!”

He kept his fingers in place and shushed me. Then he hit the intercom.

“Keep driving until I tell you to head back.”

I had not felt the car slow down but he had. I should have cared that the driver probably knew what we were doing but I truly did not. The car picked up speed again and my heart started to slow down.

“Where was I?”

I reached for him and redirected his head back between my legs. Within minutes, I was back in a state of ecstasy. Because he knows exactly how to use his mouth and fingers to bring me lustful joy. I was still euphoric when he asked the driver to go back to wherever we were supposed to be. I did not care where that was.

He pulled me close, and I sprawled on his chest while catching my breath. After a few minutes, he pushes me into a sitting position. Then proceeds to put me to rights: reclasped my bra, buttoned my shirt, pulled my skirt down, and arranged my braids.

“I need my underwear”

“I have it tucked away in my pocket. Unless you are uncomfortable going commando, I don’t want you to.”

I inhaled sharply but did not have it in me to respond. He was there to protect me and if he wanted me to go commando, who was I to argue? I have not gone commando for him in so long. Between work, life, and raising the children, our sex life had waned a little bit. This spontaneity was much needed, so I stayed blindfolded, sexually sated, and in my safe place.

The limo finally stopped. I felt him move closer to the door while the driver opened it. Then he reached in for me and helped me out. I took the time to smoothen my skirt and steady myself. We took a few steps and then he took the blindfold off. We were at an airfield and I looked around confused. The driver had unloaded the luggage and was wheeling them towards a jet.

“We are taking a quick flight to California.”

He had chartered a private jet and I blinked because it was a couple’s splurge that we had talked about once. My heart melted for completed different reasons. There was so much on our bucket list and he was able to check off a good number of them with this grand gesture.

I giggled and twirled because I had one item that I wanted to check off the list.

“What’s funny?”

“Nothing at all. I’m really happy.”

Once we were settled on the jet and in the air, I made sure to request privacy from the flight attendant. She winked and smiled back. I’m sure she had an inkling what I had planned.

When I sat back in front of him, my shirt was unbuttoned again. He looked at me and swallowed hard. I opened my legs intentionally and watched his attention shift downwards. His erection was apparent, and he looked around the cockpit frantically.

“I already asked her not to bother us.”

I slid to my knees in front of him and unbuttoned his pants. Then unzipped them slowly. And carefully brought out my prize. He was so thick, and I wrapped my hand around him while stroking firmly. He groaned and tried to lift himself out of the seat. It was my turn to ask him to stop moving.

“Keep your hands on the arm rests till I’m done with you.”

I kissed the tip of his penis, licked gently, then sucked him into my mouth. I could taste precum, salty sweet, and I wanted more. So, I went looking, swallowing him down my throat while humming just the way he liked it. The way I liked pleasing him.

“I want to come in you, babe. Please.”

I love it when he begs. It’s such a huge turn on for me. I get up and straddle his lap while his mouth latches unto my nipple. While I slid onto him, he grips my TeMi beads waistbeads to control the motion. He uses them to slow me down, then speed me up. At some point, he has me holding on to my armrest while he pounds into me from behind. We both plunge into sexual satisfaction while trying to be quiet. I’m certain that I was not successful.

“We are finally mile high members. And on a chartered jet.”

He laughs and spanks my bum.

“That was just the orientation. Let me show you what we can do in the sleep area.”