by Carmen Faye
“Thank you for sharing that. You’ve taken your pill for the day?”
“I was supposed to, but I left them in the luggage that I checked into the plane. I had one with me that I was going to take today, but I lost it somewhere. I’ll be alright for a day, as long as I have it tomorrow.” She watched him closely, as if she didn’t know what was going to come next. He wanted to let her know that whatever defect she thought she had that would scare him away, it wasn’t going to happen.
“I wish you’d have brought a few with you, just in case. Traveling is crazy. You never know where your luggage could end up.”
She sat back with a sigh. He didn’t know what he’d said wrong, but he was going to find out. “What?”
“I’m not a child, Matt. I know the importance of taking my medication daily. I’ve been doing it all my life. I’m not going to just stop taking it if someone doesn’t remind me. I like life too much.”
“I’m not sure where that outburst came from. I wasn’t trying to treat you like a child. I’m just stating the fact that airports sometime suck at getting the right luggage to the right person at the right time.”
She closed her eyes, and for a few minutes he thought that she’d just totally tuned him out and was going to ignore him. He was going to say something else when she started talking again without opening her eyes.
“I’m sorry. My family has been babying me for as long as I could remember because I am the baby of the family and I’ve had a heart condition that makes them think I need to be babysat at all times. It’s the reason for this trip. I did want to get out and find myself. Not because I don’t know who I am, but to prove to myself, and maybe a bit for my family, that I can make it on my own.”
“I get that, but you know they probably love you to pieces. This must be hard on them.” He didn’t want her to be upset with him but having a loving family wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to a person.
“I’m sure it is. I probably sound like an ungrateful whiney baby for not accepting the love that is flowing from my family, but it has to stop somewhere. Not only is it insulting, but it’s been making me doubt what I could do on my own. I’ve contacted them, and they know where I am. I’ll keep them informed. My sister has a locator on my phone and is aware of my travel schedule—if that makes you feel any better.”
“What made you do this right now? I know you just graduated college, but I don’t know what it was that made you do something so large scale.”
“My favorite aunt passed away. When I was younger, before the replacement, I was supposed to keep my heart rate steady and not have a lot of stress and my family can’t let that go. Aunt Mary passed away eight months ago, and because I was still in school, my family chose not to tell me. Too much stress.” She looked at him like she really wanted him to understand and side with her and for this latest point he did.
“That was a bit extreme. How did they get around to telling you? If you were so close, you probably talked every so often.” He was trying to handle this semi-delicately because it sounded like a subject she took seriously. He didn’t want to insult her, but he did want the story.
“The last year was intense, and she said she was going away on a trip to Greece so I’d have to hold off on contacting her. She sent a few letters my way, and since she’d done this to me before, I wasn’t that concerned. On my graduation day, she didn’t show up, and I knew…there was no way she would have missed that.”
He didn’t know what to do for a situation like this. It seemed to him that her aunt was in on the deception as well, but to bring that up seemed harsh when his beautiful angel was trying hard to keep it together. Picking up her hand and holding it seemed to be all that he could do at this time.
“Any way this vacation was needed for all parties. When I return, I’ll be ready to find a job in accounting and start my life with all of us knowing that I’m able to do it.” She rubbed his hand as she talked, and he hoped that she was feeling good about her situation. Since she’d started this venture, she’d met a stranger, been accosted by a maniac, and done several vigorous activities, including engaging in intense and extremely physical sex.
“Are you in any way limited in what activities you can do?” he asked. The hostile side-eye he received from her made him think that he must have been acting too much like her family.
“We only have a few more hours on the plane, and I can read the writing on the wall. You were going to leave me without a spoken word back in the hotel, and we are now on borrowed time. Let’s just talk and have as much fun as we can until the plane lands.” She looked sad with her speech, but there was nothing he could really say to give her encouragement because she was saying the absolute truth.
“Don’t think I haven’t figured out how hurt you were with the way I left things at the hotel. I hadn’t really thought the whole thing out, and by the time I got to the airport and got the news that my seat had been reassigned, I was having second thoughts. I called the room and remembered that I didn’t even have your phone number after you didn’t pick up.” The seats were pretty dark—except for the person a few seats away from them who had on the light—but he could see the expression on her face, and it was disheartening to know he put that look there.
“I was hurt, but I understand. You’re a SEAL. I looked it up when I was waiting for the shuttle. It’s a division of the U.S. Naval Special Warfare and Special Operations teams and is an acronym for Sea, Air, and Land force.”
He could see her smile in the dimness, and it was as bright as he remembered. “Looks like you’ve been doing your homework.”
“It was hard knowing I may never see you again, but even worse thinking that it didn’t matter to you if we saw each other again or not.”
“The job I have now complicates my life in ways that I’d never anticipated, and with your backstory of trying to find yourself, I just didn’t think it was fair to offer the little piece of nothing I had to offer. I’m gone for months without contact to civilians, and the chance of me getting injured or killed is high.” As much as he wanted to spare her from additional emotional injury, he was going to be as blunt as he could about where his life was at this point and why he didn’t want her in it.
She nodded like she understood, but he knew she probably didn’t. “I’m trying not to think of you in the same boat with my family, but it’s difficult. I know you have a hard job but taking my cell phone number or giving me yours wouldn’t have been a lifelong commitment or even a short-term agreement. It would have been like saying that you wouldn’t have minded hearing from me every once in a while. I thought you were going to tell me that I had wanted a one-night stand, and although ours lasted a few days and nights, you were going to give me the experience of walking away.”
Emmy didn’t know how much Matt wanted to turn on the overhead light to see the expression on her face. He was trained in ways that enhanced his intuition, but it was hard in the darkness. That was one of the reasons why interrogations were done in such blinding bright light. It was shocking to the system, and the person’s emotions and expressions were clearer.
“Instead, you were thinking for me. Maybe it’s just something about me that makes people think I don’t know what I want and just want to make decisions for me.” Her voice sounded like she thought it was funny, but he knew that she didn’t really think that. It must have been a coping mechanism she was using to make light of a situation that was really bothering her. “Don’t think I didn’t hear you cataloging the things we did in Hawaii and wondering if I was stressing myself out, or if I should have been doing the things I was doing. I really am capable of taking care of myself.”
“You are very perceptive. Yes, it had crossed my mind that we’d done a lot of strenuous things in the past few days, but it also struck me that you did well with all of it, and I’m sure you would have stopped if you found something that was hard for you to complete. I don’t want to be linked with your family in terms of trusting in your ability
to look after yourself, but I do want to be counted in the number of people who care about you and don’t want to see anything bad happen.” He pulled her as close as he could with the arm rest as a barrier and both of them strapped into their seats. Just as he was getting frustrated with the inability to hold her in his arms, the fasten seatbelt light went off, and they were told they could again move about the cabin.
Carolyn must have been working this side of the plane because she came through offering light snacks and drinks. If Matt couldn’t read people well, he’d say that the woman was over their bathroom antics, but her slightly stiff demeanor seemed like a woman scorned.
“Would you two like any refreshments?” The overly chipper voice of their attendant screeched against his nerves and made him want to hide Emmy from her sight.
“I’d like to apologize for whatever awkwardness we may have brought to you and your staff. That wasn’t our intention.” Emmy looked so sincere when she spoke to the woman who looked like she wanted to tear her hair out; it made him want to find a flat surface and service her right then and there.
“There are lots of people who want to make it into the Mile High Club, but they usually try to be more discrete about it.”
“It’s hard to be quiet when you’re balls deep in the best pussy you’ve ever had, but like my friend here, I apologize as well.” Matt was happy that his words had the effect he wanted them to have, and even though Emmy tried to squeeze his hand in a vice like grip, he didn’t feel bad about putting this woman and her obscure jabs in their place.
“I don’t want anything. Thank you,” Emmy said to the still sour faced Carolyn.
“Me either.” Matt didn’t want the woman to be close to them for any longer than she had to be. She walked away with her cart and didn’t look back. Good riddance.
“Did you have to be so mean?” Emmy pulled her hand away from his, and he knew that Carolyn had knocked her back into the feelings of embarrassment that had plagued her when she exited the bathroom.
“That wasn’t being mean. That was telling the truth. If she’s never had a man sliding his cock against her walls and he was overwhelmed with how good she felt, that’s on her not us. We shouldn’t have been so loud, and I take responsibility for that, but she didn’t need to tell us about discretion when you were already apologizing for that very situation.” He wanted her to know how he was feeling, and he wanted her to know that he would protect her from whatever he considered to be a threat to her.
She looked over at him and covered his mouth with her own. The rough kiss was what he was used to giving her, and with the time on their clock running down, he was feeling more emotional than he had before he’d seen her on this flight.
“You’re quite the surprise, Emmy,” he said, feeling a loss that he’d not felt the first time he let her go.
“Why do you say that like it’s a bad thing?” She was turned toward him and had her hands around his neck.
“It’s not a bad thing at all. I’m just not sure what to do with you now. I won’t have you sitting around waiting for me on pins and needles.”
“This is you deciding for me what I should and shouldn’t do. I don’t get a say in this at all?”
Matt didn’t want to answer that because he didn’t want to give her a choice. Sex always muddled up the waters, and with all the sex, especially the type of sex they’d had, her waters were extra-muddied. He wasn’t a stranger to women and their beds, and he couldn’t claim he was in his right mind at this time. His life had always been one eventful happening after another, but the pangs he was feeling inside were something that was a bit new to him. Regret.
That damn light to fasten their seatbelt was on again, as the flight attendant told them that they were getting ready to begin their descent into Antonio B. Won Pat International Airport. Emmy grabbed his hand and hung on tight, as the noise of the engines seemed to be a little louder and his ears seemed to pop. He pulled Emmy into his arms the best he could and tried to help her forget what was happening around her.
She clung to him like gravy to hot biscuits, and although he had never wanted another woman to do so, he enjoyed it more than he thought he would or should.
The wheels touched down on the runway and jostled them both together more than even the fierce kiss they were sharing. They both knew that their time was up, and after the words that they’d shared to explain what they were doing, neither one of them could say that they were unaware of how this was going to end. He’d not changed his mind about them exchanging information because he wasn’t sure that either one of them wouldn’t try to find the other before it was time, but the slower the plane moved toward the arrival gate, the more unsure he was that he was making the correct choice.
CHAPTER THIRTEEN
There was almost nothing worse than the unspoken words between he and Emmy, but there wasn’t much left to say. He walked with her to find her connecting plane, and although he knew she could find it herself, she had an hour and a half layover and he had a ride that was going to be there within the next thirty minutes. They’d had fun and learned a lot about themselves and each other, so this sadness wasn’t how he wanted to end this affair.
He’d been to this airport a few times and knew a bit about the ins and outs of it. Hoping that things were the same as the last time he’d been there, he pulled Emmy into a closed area that he knew was used for unclaimed luggage. It was big and filled with stacks of large containers.
“Why are we in here?” Emmy looked around the large room, and he just took a minute to soak her in. There would be plenty of times that he’d wonder why he didn’t know each and every detail about her. The way her hair was up in a sloppy bun, but there were all these tendrils that framed her face, as they wildly escaped capture and the flushed pink cheeks that he wasn’t sure if they came from arousal, defeat, or exertion. All together it was a very impressive package.
“I recall telling you that any pussy clenching that I missed would mean a punishment for you.”
“What you said in the bathroom?” Emmy’s face flushed a brighter pink, and he knew that she knew exactly what he was talking about, so he just nodded.
“You don’t have anything so we can do any of that,” she said, but she stopped as he pulled out the lubrication and condom from his pocket. “Where did you get that?”
“I can be resourceful when I need to be.” He nodded to a pallet that had large boxes stacked on it. “Since all I can think about is your juicy pussy and it being exposed to the elements, I may as well “
She moved over to the boxes and moved up the stair-stepped books and went higher and higher. Soon, she reached a box that left her pussy at eye level with him.
“You are really playing with fire, aren’t you?” Matt whispered, even though there was really no need.
“If this is going to be the last time, I want to make it last.” She brought her ass and feet to the edge of the box watching him like he was an animal at the zoo and she didn’t know what to expect. He didn’t know how that could be when they’d played with each other for almost a week, but it did feel different…more complicated…more meaningful.
He didn’t do any preliminary touches, but he dove in and kissed her most private spot, as she bucked against his mouth. The angle in which she was laying made it difficult to get to her full tits, but he wanted one in each hand when she came in his mouth.
He stepped up a bit so he could get closer to her tits and found that she already had them out and was pulling at her nipples, as he rubbed his mouth and chin in her juices. She was growing louder, and he hoped that they’d not get caught by security. The truth was, he’d done more in this uniform than he was supposed to do and would be in a bit of trouble if he were found out having this extended public display of affection.
She shoved her hand in her mouth, as she used her feet to get closer to his mouth and he took turns pinching and patting her nipples that were so hard they felt like hard rubber. He wanted to lick her all over, bu
t he waited until she’d finished her climax and her moans turned into mewls.
“Mmmm… Emmy you taste delicious, but that isn’t what I told you would happen when we were in the plane.” He moved to bring her down so her feet touched the ground and moved her to a smaller box that she could just lean over.
She shuddered, and he wondered if she was cold or aroused, knowing what was going to come next.
“You’re really going to fuck my ass? Here where anyone could come in and see us?”
He knew from previous visits and having friends that had worked there that the likelihood of them being found out this early in the morning was slim to none, but she didn’t know that.
“Yes. You teased me in the plane and deliberately provoked me when you knew what the consequences were. That tells me that you want it.”
She didn’t say anything, and he wondered what was going on in her head. Slapping her ass with his hand, she lifted her skirt and put her knee on the box opening herself up so that he could see all the sweet deliciousness she had to offer. It was crazy how horny he was for her when he’d practically lived in her pussy for a week. This wasn’t normal for him. None of this was.