by Carmen Faye
“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, but 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.
“Please, Matt. Don’t hold back. If this is to be our last time, I want it all.” She jutted her ass out as far as she could, and his cock was beating on his zipper, like it wanted to get out in a hurry.
He had the condom on and the lube out before she could start begging because it wouldn’t be memorable if he squirted all over these boxes. Working her asshole with the slippery lube, he shook his head at the things he’d thought of to do with her on the plane and here.
He slid in slow and held his hand on her back to restrict her movements, as he pushed into her tight hole.
“Unf…” Matt threw his head back and tried to control himself. If this was going to be the last time he knew her body like this, he wanted it to be good for both of them.
She pushed her hands to her chest like she was going to do a push up and slammed her ass backwards onto his hard cock.
“Emmy.” He didn’t know if he was asking her a question, or just pleading for her to continue, but she did that a few times before he knew that it wasn’t going to be long and the epic last time would be cut short. There were too many things in play here. It didn’t slip his notice that the one person he’d like to be cavalier about, he wasn’t able to.
“Give me all you’ve got, Matt. All…You’ve…Got.” She thrust back hard on him with every word, and then all hell broke loose in his body.
He grabbed her hips and filled her ass deep and hard. She clenched around his cock, and he pounded her from the back. She met him stroke for stroke, and he wished he’d have taken off more of his clot
hes because he felt like he was going to explode.
If someone had come in the room, he wouldn’t have given two fucks because his nuts were drawn so tight against his body it felt like they were trying to go through his body to get into Emmy’s ass, too.
“Fuck….Emmy, I’m going to…Fuucck!” The words that exited his body weren’t the words that came out when he had sex. He liked to talk dirty, and he loved when his partner liked it as well. However, this wasn’t dirty talk. This was the only way he was able to communicate with all the things going on with him and his cock in the snuggest ass he’d ever ridden. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d come so hard and for so long. That shit seemed to go on forever. It didn’t help that she had been slamming back on him until the last thrust when she came herself.
“Wow,” she said, like she was in a daze. He wondered if he’d been too rough. It wasn’t a question that normally came up because he was very in control of the setting and the situation. However, he was actually holding his breath, waiting for what she was going to say next. “That was so awesome. I’d say let’s do it again, but I get the feeling you have to go.”
He looked at his watch, and she was right his ride would be there any minute, and since it was military sent, it wouldn’t be a good thing to keep them waiting. He’d bought a few things while they were at the gift shop; wipes were a part of the supplies that he’d purchased.
It didn’t take long for them to get cleaned up, and he knew that she had a good hour before her flight took off for the Philippians. This wasn’t him… loss for words… indecisive… looking for how to end something. This was the reason he left her the way he had in Hawaii. They had something kind of special, but it had come at the wrong time. This was the second time that fate had thrown her into his lap. Maybe there would be a third time in the future when he could do something about it.
“Come on. Let’s go.” He gathered up his bag and watched her gather up her purse, and they left the quiet haven that they’d made together. She followed along, but she didn’t take his hand, and he understood that. This was a separation, not the next step.
They learned that even though her flight wasn’t for another hour, her luggage was on its way to her destination. That was great; he had been hoping that she could get some of her medication that she’d missed. He didn’t want to make a big damn deal about it because he knew she would think he was coddling her, but he’d looked up the medication and what she’d had done; it wasn’t a small procedure, but a lifelong commitment. No wonder her family was doting on her. They were probably happy she was around.
When they got to the top of the stairs, they found where she was supposed to go, and he was going to wait with her for a few more minutes.
“Would you like something to eat?” he asked her, as he looked around at the offerings and feeling something spark at spending a bit more time with Emmy.
She walked in front of him and turned so she was facing him. “Matt. You should probably just go. There is someone who is coming for you, and it doesn’t make sense that you’d have dinner here when you have somewhere to go. You’re in the military, and you don’t have time for whatever this is. I get it, but when you drag it out, it kills me just a little.”
Matt looked down at Emmy and saw that she was fighting hard to keep herself together, and while he was no stranger to tears, it wasn’t his favorite thing to do, but for her, he wanted to soothe her. It was unfortunate that he was the person she needed soothing for.
“Oh, okay then.” Matt cleared his throat because there were a lot of things he wanted to say, but they didn’t seem appropriate, and he didn’t want to make her hang on and wait for him. The words that were threatening to revolt had, “Let’s see what can be made of this” all over it. He leaned down to give her a kiss on the cheek, and she stood still like a statue. She must want him gone faster than he was going. He stepped back and hefted his sack over his back before walking toward the exit.
“Matt?” She didn’t say that his name loud, but it was like he was tuned in to her frequency. Her mouth opened and closed, like she, too, was finding it difficult to find the words that would make sentences to express what she was feeling right now.
He didn’t move while she tried to put something together, but he did turn around like he was going to come back to her, but she held up her hand in the universal sign of stop.
“Thank you. You’ve made me feel things I’ve never felt and made me believe in a woman who I had some doubts about.” She turned away and walked quickly before he could say anything.
He should have been able to walk over to where she was and find her, but if he did, what would he say. It wasn’t like he wasn’t telling her where they were going to eventually end up when they were done here. He couldn’t make any promises, so whatever bullshit he was trying to come up with to make her feel good was just that…bullshit.
He walked toward the door when a voice came screeching toward him.
“Commander…,” Carolyn, the flight attendant from the plane, came rushing over to him, so he stopped to see what she wanted although he already knew. She probably knew someone at the base and wanted a ride or that would be the excuse she’d use. Little did she know that he was late for a mission and wouldn’t be playing with her or anyone else tonight.
“Yes?”
“I have a friend at the base, and I was hoping to catch a ride with you.” She seemed like she ran the whole way, but that would be odd since there was a large chunk of time that was missing.
“I’m sure the car can take you to the base. Does your friend know you’re coming?” he asked because he had a feeling that she was trying to pull a fast one on him. Thinking that he slept with Emmy on first sight, he was probably a horn dog who would do that with anyone.
“I think so.” She was acting very coy and flirty.
He couldn’t remember a time when he was so agitated. “Then let’s see if there is room for you.
She looped her arm around his like they were walking out together, but he stopped her.
“Look, Carolyn. I don’t know what you think is going to happen if you get on the base, but I have orders. I’m going to sleep in the public base housing, and I’m out in the morning. There isn’t going to be anything between us.” He was shocked to see that her facial expression didn’t change. She still had a silly, lovesick look about her.
“Alright,” she said, as she let go of his arm. “Could you take my bag to the car though?”
He didn’t see why she needed that when the damn thing had wheels on it, but if it would shut her up and he could get some sleep and stop thinking about the piece of him he was leaving here in this airport, he’d do it.
Carolyn looked around, like she was going to miss the place when he knew she would probably be coming back to this same place tomorrow.
When they reached the car, he had to see the people who had waited for him and they weren’t amused, especially when he told him about Carolyn. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t with him. If she had a friend who was at the base, he’d better be willing to get up at the crack of dawn and bring her back because she’d be waiting at the entry station if that didn’t occur.
When the bags and Carolyn were in the car, Matt could feel eyes on him, but when he turned to see who it was, the feeling left. It would have been nice to see Emmy one more time, but he knew that wouldn’t have made anything any better. It was better this way. He got into the car and slammed the door.
“Where is your girlfriend?” Carolyn asked when the driver pulled off.
“I don’t have one. She was just a friend.”
“It looks like she’s going to the Philippines, so you may be lonely tonight.” She wasn’t very good at beating around the bush. Carolyn put it right out there, so he thought he’d return the favor and volley it right back.
“I don’t want or need anyone to keep me company, but I thank you. You may want to get your phone out so you can call whoever is going to pick you up from the ent
rance. I can get you that far, but I’m not going to have you on the base on my say so when I don’t know you.”
“It’s really late to call someone.” She looked like she knew she was attractive and any man would want to have her at his disposal, but it was clear that she didn’t know him.
“The driver can take you back to the airport to make other arrangements if what I’m suggesting isn’t something you’d like to do.” Matt knew she was getting the brunt end of his repressed anger, but no one told her to hitch a ride with the man with the thorn in his paw. He looked at her, and she looked at the floor. A different Carolyn had emerged, the one who knew when to shut the hell up and go for the ride.
“I’m sorry I caused you so much trouble.” She was trying to play on his emotions, acting like she was so distraught by his behavior, but it wasn’t working.
“I’m sorry you like to cause trouble, too.”
CHAPTER FOURTEEN