1. Christmas Eve in Baltimore


    Date: 12/10/2015, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Boss01, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    The flight from Heathrow to Newark was late; late enough that I missed my connecting flight to BWI and had to wait until after six pm for the “next available.” It was, after all, Christmas Eve. I was lucky to even get a seat. I called Marissa to give her the bad news. She took it in stride. “I’ll meet you at baggage claim, sweetie. Love you.” “Love you, too, babe.” Air kisses and I clicked off. I slept a little bit in the Presidents Club lounge, but an insistent buzzing from my phone finally woke me. Marissa had taken a series of rather explicit selfies showing me what she was doing to get ready for me to “cum home,” as she put it; and I was far too aroused to sleep after that. After all of the delays, it ended up being a little after eight when the plane actually touched down. As I stepped off the escalator at baggage claim, it was easy to spot her; she was by far the sexiest, most beautiful looking woman in the place. She had on a long, scarlet coat trimmed in white fur, embroidered red lace stockings, and shiny black heels. She spotted me, and her smile melted away the sour mood I’d been in since leaving London. We made our way to each other through the crowd; finally she was in my arms. I kissed her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, then her lips again as I held her tight. “God I’ve missed you.” “Me too, sweetie. Me too.” She hugged me tighter; then loosened up. “How was your trip?” “Okay, I guess. I renewed all of my contracts, and picked up a new client, to boot. Mike ...
    says to tell you hello, Andrew and Holly are finally getting married, and Paul is retiring. Oh, and I ran into that butt-head, Nick. He still won’t look me in the eye.” “Forget about him, Britt. Let’s get your stuff and get out of here.” A twinkle crept into her eyes. “I have a surprise for you.” My bag had a “priority” sticker on it, so it was one of the first ones out. As we stepped to the curb, I began to hail a cab. Marissa stopped me. “I’ve taken care of transportation.” Just then, a black stretch limo pulled up. I recognized the driver, Brad; I use him regularly for shuttling clients around. “Good evening, sir, ma’am.” He opened the door. “Make yourselves comfortable while I take care of your bag.” I looked at Marissa, and she just smiled. She slid across the seat, I got in, and Brad closed the door. Within a minute the bag was in the trunk, and we were leaving the airport. Before I could say anything, Marissa leaned forward. “You know where.” Then she smiled at me and pushed the button for the privacy screen. There was a split of Dom chilling, and she poured us each a glass. “Welcome home, babe. I’m really glad you’re back” “I’m really glad to be back.” We clinked glasses and each took a sip. “So, what’s all of this?” I asked. “My Christmas present to us. Just sit back and relax,” she said, as she snuggled next to me. “We’ve got about a fifteen minute drive.” “Fifteen minutes? Why don’t you take off your coat, then?” I asked, as I slipped out of my own. “I thought you’d ...
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