On Holiday – in the Kitchen

I have just come back to Australia after two weeks away working in South Korea and Japan. Although we have spoken often on FaceTime whilst I have been away but I still yearn for your touch. Every day I have been away I started my day by looking at the collection of photos I have of you and I end the day the same way. I love to see your smile, the light in your eyes and of course all the playground bits. Of course I have my favourites in amongst those almost one thousand photos, the raunchier ones where you have let me photograph you in lingerie or nude. They excite me and have helped me relieve myself of my horniness in the earlier part of the trip, but as I get towards the end of the trip I don’t relieve myself, instead I hold myself back waiting for when you can touch me instead.

After a ten hour trip back from Seoul to Brisbane sitting in Economy on Korean Airlines, which unusually lands in the evening rather than morning, I drive home to our house as we agreed I would be too tired to make the almost two hour drive north to our holiday accomodation in Marcoola. The next morning I’m up early, keen to beat any traffic which may build up on the highway and lengthen my trip to you.

The decisions to both travel during the morning and early ends up being correct. There is only light traffic on the Gateway Motorway and the Bruce Highway and my progress really only slows when I hit the roadworks near Caloundra. I’m sitting in bumper to bumper traffic for about fifteen minutes before I can turn off onto the Sunshine Coast Motorway. Once on the motorway I quickly cover the remaining portion of my journey, getting to our Accommodation location just before 8am.

When I get there I call your mobile in the hope that you are up and about for the day but there is no answer. Not knowing what is going on I redial but there is still no answer. I send you a message and wind down my car windows to control the quickly growing temperature in the morning sunlight. Eventually my phone rings and it’s you, finally awake after sleeping in! After a few minutes you walk out from our unit to meet me in the visitor car parking area. We enter via the security gate and drive around to our unit.

I park in the garage which is very narrow and grab my bag. You show me through the unit. Lounge room, Dining Room, Kitchen and Garage are all on the ground floor along with an outdoor area with direct access to the huge pool which is shared between approximately half the units in the complex. Upstairs on the first floor are three bedrooms, a shared bathroom and toilet. The master bedroom has its own bathroom and toilet which is great as I don’t fancy using the shared facilities with the children. There is also a rooftop patio area but it has no outdoor furniture to use.

After you organise breakfast for yourself and the children, they eventually wander off upstairs to play on their phones or iPads leaving us to sit together on the lounge talking and cuddling with the TV on in the background. It has been too long since I held you last, my hands wander over your body, then under your top playing with your breasts. You are horny too. As I’m playing with you, you are playing with me. Your hands are on my cock, in my hair, we are kissing deeply, hungrily, enjoying the fact that after two weeks apart we are now again back with each other and reviling in the physical contact.

My hands find their way to the hem of your short dress, I lift it up making my way up to your briefs and then I push my hand inside to find your outer lips which are wet reflecting your excitement and enjoyment of our playtime so far. I seek out the little button that is your clitoris, rubbing it slowly as you let out a moan to let me know that you are enjoying my ministrations. Your breathing slows, your body tenses and you come shuddering but stifling your enjoyment so the children do not hear. I push my finger lower and into the entrance of your cunt and I begin to finger you, starting slowly then moving faster and faster causing more contact with your clit as well as giving you penetration. Again your body tenses, your breathing slows and you have come again

I whisper to you that I need you badly and ask if we can go to our room and fuck. You don’t want to do that as all the children are upstairs and it would be obvious what was happening. I’m as hard as steel and desperate for a physical release. What about here on the lounge? Too exposed if the children come down the stairs with little chance to hide what we might be doing. The Kitchen? Again you are not keen to fuck there either as there would not be enough time to cover up should we hear the kids on the stairs. I must have looked crushed, but you smile at me and say perhaps I can relieve you another way?

You take my hand and we go into the relatively small kitchen area. You squat down in front of me, look up into my eyes, grab the top of my shorts and pull them down around my ankles. As usual I’m commando, my member pops out into the air directly in front of your mouth. ‘Well what do we have here?” you say, starting to slowly lick the head and the rim of my cock. I let out a small groan and then you open your mouth and push forward taking all of my cock down to the root in one motion and then slowly drawing back up the shaft to the head.

You repeat this a number of times and the feeling is awesome, just what I needed. But as your head bobs up and down, some of my self control falls away and my hands move from my sides to your head. Normally you hate this but I think this time you sense my desperation, my enjoyment, my desire all coming together right here right now. My hands guide your pace, moving faster and faster seeking the release that I have been waiting so long for.

Suddenly it happens, my body tenses my balls contract and I come into your waiting mouth. You take control as my hands lose their control of your head. You keep sucking as over a week of pent up desire and now excitement escape from me as I spurt into your mouth. As I continue to spurt into your mouth you keep sucking and bobbing eventually slowing as you feel my erection start to soften.

I look down at you in post orgasmic bliss, still unbelieving that you do this for me, shaking my head. You look up and say “Well it looks like you missed me.”

“Always” I reply. You smile and stand up, suggesting perhaps that I should pull up my shorts before someone comes downstairs either bored or looking for food. I wonder what else this summer holiday will bring.

I’ll let you know in a future instalment.