Chapter 10

Terry couldn’t believe how the two weeks had dragged.

Dale called her every night and shared little stories with her about his job and some of the new people he had met. He always finished by saying he loved her and missed her. She still refused to say it.

She was on tenterhooks when she picked him up from the airport. When he saw the car pull up in the pick-up lane, he hurried over and jammed his stuff in the boot. He got in the front passenger seat, leant over and kissed Terry long and hard. He then dropped a couple of soft kisses on her lips.

“Take us home, my love,” he said.

She felt as if his hand was burning a hole in her thigh as he kept it there all the way home. He didn’t do anything else to distract her driving, but he didn’t have to. She was positively dripping by the time she got them home.

Within seconds of pulling up, Dale was out of the car and had come around to hold her door, while she got out. She found herself plastered to his chest. His hard cock was rubbing her insistently as his lips devoured hers.

He finally let her up for air and dragged her to the door. He stood behind her as she tried to unlock it, and his hands and lips were everywhere. She no sooner stepped in the door, and he scooped her up and ran down the hall with her screaming and giggling to be put down.

He dropped her on the bed and then followed her down. He started kissing her again. Somehow, he got her clothes off, and then his. He didn’t stop moving until his cock was buried deep inside of her soppy wet cunnie.

He let out a long sigh and started moving in a more sedate manner, as he gently ravaged her breasts. Between kisses on her nipples, he said, “I missed this little pretty, and this pretty and this pretty most of all.”

Then he kissed her long and profoundly as he rocked his hips into her. Terry found her hips rocking up to meet his, and she kissed him back just as hungrily.

When he sped up, she met each thrust and soon found she was coming right along with him as they hit a shattering orgasm. It took Dale several minutes to recover, but he didn’t roll-off.

He gently kissed her and said, “Sorry sweetie, I was damn horny. The next one will be for you.”

Dale rolled onto his side and just hugged Terry contentedly.

“God, you don’t know how much I have missed you. I kept waking up looking for you. I woke every morning with a massive hard-on and had to wank myself to get it to go down. Thank God I have those photos of you on my phone.”

“What photos?” she shrieked, sitting up.

“Oops!” he said and grinned at her.

She crawled over him and straddled his cock. She rubbed her sopping cunnie on him and felt him respond. She grabbed a couple of hairs on his chest and twisted, “What photos? Who’s seen these photos?” she asked with menace.

“Ouch, ouch! Everyone, I showed everyone,” Dale said, grabbing Terry’s hands to stop her ripping the few hairs that he had on his chest out.

“Oh my God!” she said. “I’m mortified. How could you show dirty photos of me to strangers? When did you take them for that matter?”

“Sweetheart there is nothing dirty about the photos I have of you. They are all sweet and sexy like you are.”

“Oh my God,” she groaned out.

She was damn sure his idea of sweet and sexy were not the same as hers. She felt him reach down, and he scrambled for his pants. He pulled out his phone, flicked to the photo library and gave it to her.

Terry looked at the dozen or so photos one at a time and then looked at him perplexed. “This is your idea of sweet and sexy?” she asked frowning.

“Yep! Give it here?” he said. He took the phone from her and flicked to one of the photos. He turned the phone around. “This one is my favourite,” he said.

It was a picture of her in her shorts and singlet. She was walking away from him and must have said something back at him over her shoulder. She looked like she was scolding him, but the twitch in the side of mouth indicated that she was not seriously upset.

She was waving a finger at him with one hand, while the other was on her hip. While you could see her hard nipple pressing out of the singlet, she was not actually posing. It was a very tame picture; all said and done. She looked at Dale, trying to work out why he thought it was sexy.