So my two week long whirlwind of debauchery has come to a close, and I'm left with bruises, a sore pussy, HOT memories, a new love for clothespins, and one of J's shirts.
We got A LOT done in 2 weeks, my friends!
J told me to look sexy and wear a skirt when I picked Him up at the airport in front of his co-workers. I primped for hours, had a long relaxing bath, moisturized my entire body, gave myself a pedicure, and tried on 25 different outfits before I settled on what I was going to wear. Then I get word that His flight was delayed, and then it was delayed again. It was TORTURE! I headed out to the airport anyway and paced in front of the screen showing the domestic arrivals for about 45 minutes before I saw that His flight had finally landed.
I couldn't believe the butterflies in my stomach, I was almost sick with anticipation and excitement. I stood about 10 ft closer to the arrival doors than the rest of the crowd, my eyes glued to the top of the escalator where the passengers were starting to trickle down. I watched happy reunion after happy reunion, and after what felt like an eternity, J finally came into view. I felt like I was about to explode, these four weeks apart had been rough on me. I had a silly looking grin plastered on my face, and He gave me a little wave as He slowly descended.
J came through the doors, and walked towards me slowly and deliberately. Something about His stride and attitude just screamed "DOM" to me, and I instantly felt very "sub-y." He wrapped His strong arms around me in the middle of the terminal and kissed me softly. It was magical. I felt like we were the only two people in the world, just J and I, and this wonderful kiss, floating through space.
The next hour passed in a flash, and I found myself speechless, just thrilled to be near J again. We spent every moment together while he was in Halifax, except for a few hours one afternoon. And the SEX! The sex was something else...
It's 4am right now, and my eyelids are getting heavy. I'm going to leave that here for now and continue the story in the morning.
xoxoxo,
Axle
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