Sex On The Beach

I like my job...and I enjoy being able play. However with the right mature vixen, playing becomes my job.

It's the Covid times an everyone is getting restless. Months go but one thing is noticeable; Ms. B isn't calling me. We've gone weeks without talking to each other but not like this. This is something different. This means he's at home...fulltime.

I crave her touch; I crave her kisses. I yearn for her body; I yearn for her warmth. My new reality is cold and one without her. I slip into the darkness of my mind, holding on to the memories of what we've shared.

Suddenly, my ears alight and my heart start to beat faster. A single shot into my darkness that awakes my senses and jolt me to life. I answer with hopeful expectation but not so much to show how much i miss her but she know it; I could never hide my emotions from her.

The words from her mouth are short and clear, " Pack your bag and go to the airport for 7 on Saturday. Your ticket will be waiting for you and I'll be looking forward to sex on the beach." The phone goes silent. My mission is understood. My schedule is clear. I look at my weekend travel bag on the closet; hasn't been used in a while but that's okay. "Tobago is only good for 2 days anyway."
Published by akademyk
4 years ago
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