Tessie L - Sexy Briefs - Stocking Stuffers

"Thought you didn't celebrate Christmas…" she murmured again, teasing accusation in her otherwise satisfied tone.

"No," he whispered, wrapping his arms around her middle and idly tracing oil-damp fingers down her spine. "But you do."

Ben couldn’t believe he was only minutes away from seeing his wife Margo. It was the first time they were going to be in the same state, much less the same room, since she deployed to Florida a little more than six months ago. She had been sent there to help with the detainment of Cubans trying to come into U.S.

He had been working on the plans since she called and told him she would be able to come home for one night to celebrate Christmas. If everything came together, it was going to be an amazing night together. They lived too far from the airport to be able to go home for just one night so he’d reserved a room at a hotel not very far from the airport that had themed rooms like ones for BDSM, medical, jungle, and much more. It was expensive but she was worth it.

Ben stopped pacing the baggage area to check out his reflection in the window. The black tailored suit he was wearing fit his slim but muscular body perfectly. His black hair, though a bit longer than he usually wore it, was held in place with a bit of hair gel and his face was clean-shaven, just how Margo liked it. Satisfied with his appearance, he glanced at his watch-her present to him for Christmas-and wondered where she was. Her flight had landed twenty minutes ago.

Margo appeared at the top of the escalator. She was wearing her Army dress uniform with her short brown hair covered with dress cap and just enough make-up on to accentuate her lips and cheeks. The uniform was snug, which helped to emphasis her full hips and round bottom, and she looked amazing. Ben had been half-hard in anticipation of seeing her but when he saw her, his cock sprung to attention and strained against his pants.

Her face lit up when she saw him and she ran down the escalator stairs the rest of the passengers from her flight then the short distance to where he was standing. She threw her arms around his neck as he wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug then kissed her hungrily. It didn’t matter to either of them that there were more than one hundreds sets of eyes watching their reunion.

“Baby, I’m so happy to see you,” he whispered when the kiss ended and hugged her tightly.

“I can tell,” she giggled as she discretely ran her finger along the length of his cock. He moaned softly and could feel a wet spot forming on his pants from the precum that was leaking out the tip. She slipped something into his pocket.

“Check your pocket while I get my bag,” Margo whispered then turned to the luggage carousel to wait for her small suitcase to appear.

Ben admired her ass and slim legs as she walked away. He slid his hand into his pocket to find out what she’d put there-her thong underwear. The fabric that had been covering her pussy was soaked with her juices. His cock twitched in his pants and the precum was now oozing out the tip. Ben hadn’t been this hard since the night before she left for Florida. They had spent the entire night in their king-size bed and he had come more in those eight hours before the taxi arrived to pick her up than in the previous month.

“I need you,” Ben said urgently when she returned to where he was standing. He took the bag from her. “I know a discrete place on the way to the hotel.”

She replied by giving him a long kiss and pressing her body tight against his. He cupped her ass and pulled her tighter against his body as her lips parted and invited his tongue into her mouth. They could hear people clearing their throats as the kiss got deeper but they didn’t care. Being together again and a night filled with sex was all they could think about.

They were breathless when the kiss ended. “Let’s go or I will have to take you right here,” he whispered into her ear then picked up her bag and grabbed her hand.

Ben led her out of the airport to the short term parking, where his convertible Beetle was parked. He unlocked the door and opened it for her. When she was safely inside, he closed the door and put her bag in the trunk.

Ben got in on the driver side and leaned across the center console to kiss Margo again. His hand slid inside the jacket to cup her breast as his tongue found its way into her mouth again. “God I have missed you,” he gasped against her lips. “I can’t wait to bury my cock deep inside you.”

“I’ve been wet since before I got on the plane,” Margo confessed. “I watched that video you made me and fucked myself with my dildo before I left the barracks, but I needed more… I need to feel your cock twitching inside me.”

“Oh god,” Ben groaned. “I think I came just a little bit.”

They both looked down at his pants and saw an obvious wet spot. Margo giggled. “You better save some for me!”

“Don’t worry about that baby, there’s plenty of cum for you,” he replied with a smile. “I haven’t touched myself for two weeks. You’re going to be filled and covered with so much cum this weekend you’ll think you’d been at an orgy.”

Ben turned the keys in the ignition and the engine roared to life then he pulled out of the parking spot. He glanced at Margo as he drove out of the parking garage. At the exit, he gave the attendant the ticket and a few dollars to cover the cost.

“How was the flight?” he asked, changing the subject. If they continued talking about how much they wanted to fuck or he kept touching her, he was going to waste his first load in his pants.

“Not bad, blissfully not overcrowded,” Margo answered as she tightened the muscles of her pussy as she practiced some Kegel exercises to prep it for Ben’s cock. Even though she regularly used the dildo that they’d created from a mold of his cock, she wanted her pussy to be tight and ready to welcome all eight and a half inches of his thick cock.

“Good, good. How have things been at work? Donna still being a bitch?”

He noticed the muscles of her thighs tightening. Was she trying to get herself off? His cock twitched at the thought.

“She’s backed off since I discovered she’s fucking Captain Fitz. Seems she isn’t all that fond of the idea of anyone finding out that’s why she never gets any of the shitty jobs, or having to face his wife,” Margo replied. “Otherwise it has been same old same old.”

Ben took the next exit and wound his way through the town to a deserted industrial area. He drove over a bumpy area then came to a stop in front of an empty building, right on the mark he’d put down earlier that day.

“What are we doing here?” Margo asked as she looked around.

“I’m going to do what I’ve wanted to do since I saw you at the airport. I can’t wait until we get to the hotel,” he replied, his voice deep and lusty. He got out of the car and walked around to her door then opened it and helped her out. Ben pressed the record button on the remote in his pocket as he guided her to the front of his car. He was thankful they lived in New Mexico and it was still warm at Christmas.

“What is that?” she asked coyly.

He didn’t reply as he led her to the front of the car then kissed her. His hands reached down to the bottom of her skirt and started to pull it up to her hips, exposing her bare pussy to the late morning air. Margo gasped as he lifted her onto the hood of the car and spread her legs wide.

“What if someone drives by?” she asked nervously.

“A friend told me about this. He said the place is very secure and you don’t have to worry about that,” he answered. “Just lay back and enjoy.”

Ben leaned down and kissed her freshly shaved pussy lips. He held her legs wide open with a hand on each of her slim pale thighs as his tongue slid between her lower lips.