A Trip to Submission Part1
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Laurie and I had been chatting, texting, and Skyping for over six months. We lived a thousand miles away from each other and with finances, family, and jobs it just never seemed possible we’d ever be more than online friends. We had exchanged a lot of fantasies and knew each other’s hottest fantasy fodder. To say our online relationship was sexually charged would be a gross understatement; but we never expected an opportunity to make our shared fantasies a reality.
This all changed when my boss called me into his office. We had recently “restructured”, basically laid-off a bunch of field consultants, and now we needed someone in Detroit for a week at the end of the month. That someone was me; I hadn’t been in the field for years, but it seems that part of the restructuring meant I’d have to fill in where and when needed. I was texting Laurie while my boss rattled off the customer expectations:
“You’ll never guess what I’m doing in two weeks”
“Seducing some hot couple in Rhode Island?”
“No. I’m headed to Detroit!”
“OMG. U better not be teasing”
“Still getting the details from my boss, Skype u l8r”
I didn’t really need the details, we’d done a million of these gigs over the years, and while I hadn’t been the person on-site the last three, I worked closely enough with the field to know what had changed and what hadn’t. And if there’s one thing I know how to do its keep the customer satisfied. I made all my arrangements on the corporate travel portal and forwarded the itinerary to Laurie with the note:
It’s legit. I’ll be there two week from Friday, and be in town through the next Sunday. I’m sure we can get together for dinner, drinks, and anything else you might have time for. – Frank
I had to keep things vanilla from my corporate email and Laurie knew that, rather than reply to the email she texted back:
I will make time my little cumslut.
I was extremely distracted the next two weeks, Laurie and I had months of fantasies that had gone back and forth that were now swirling in my mind. Most days it was difficult to hide my raging erection as my mind raced with imagined images of sexual abandon. I had to ask Laurie to keep our conversations tame as it was already affecting my ability to function. She obliged but only with the promise that I make sure we fulfill her top fantasy, team seduction and sexual conquest of a hot young guy. I readily agreed as it was my second fantasy, my top (or this case bottom) fantasy was to have Laurie ride my face while I brought her to orgasm with my mouth as many times as possible, it being a contest to see who would outlast the other. I figured we’d probably get to that one too.
The day of the flight I could barely contain myself. My near constant erection had taken on a vigor beyond anything I had experienced. It felt like my cock was literally made of steel. It was at times painful, and as I waited in the security screening line it showed no signs of relaxing. Of course it didn’t help that all I could think was in a few short hours I would be less than hour’s drive from Laurie, the hottest, nastiest, horniest, sex freak I had the pleasure of knowing and who seemed to want nothing more than to spend the weekend with me fulfilling whatever fantasies we could in the time that we had. At least that’s what she’d been saying, and whatever doubts I might have had I was suspending until I got to Detroit and checked into my hotel. She’d said she’d come meet me for drinks and see if the chemistry was there in person and we’d see where we’d go from there. It was the first time she’d expressed any doubt about our chemistry and it made me wonder if she might be thinking about backing out altogether. But that small doubt was easily drown in a sea of imagined fucking and sucking she and I had already shared in fantasy as well as the pictures we’d shared of each other in various sexual activities.
My mind was swimming in this sea as I sent my carry-on through the x-ray machine and walked barefoot through the metal detector. I had forgotten my belt and buckle was setting the damn thing off, so now I had to be “wanded”. The TSA agent was a chubby younger man with a pale complexion and ginger hair, a light beard growing on his face. “Sir, please collect your belongings and follow me, you’ve been selected for further screening.” I grabbed my carry-on and shoes and followed him to the screening cubicle. He asked me to stand on the feet painted on the floor mat and hold my arms out straight. I was still very aroused, and being alone with him now in this semi private space was now mixing with my already over-charged sexuality.
I was daydreaming a little sexual fantasy and I didn’t hear his first question and he repeated “Is that OK?”, I nodded not knowing what the question was. He started patting me down, running his hands quickly and gently all over my body. It made my blood surge and my already hard cock swelled even harder. When his hands reached my waist he knelt down and ran his hands down each leg, then he lingered a moment over my rock hard member. “Sir, I’ll need to verify that’s not something dangerous.” I obliged and undid my pants pushing them down so he could see it was just my cock and not a pipe bomb. His face flushed and he sucked his breath in before saying “Thank you sir, you’re free to proceed to your gate.” As I buckled back up and put on my shoes he had gone to the main TSA desk and returned with a business card. He handed it to me saying, “If you have any questions or concerns about your screening today you can contact our Boston office.” I thanked him and took the card, on the back in tight handwriting was “Mitch – 781-555-4328”. I hadn’t even arrived in Detroit and already Laurie and I had a man interested in a little action.
This all changed when my boss called me into his office. We had recently “restructured”, basically laid-off a bunch of field consultants, and now we needed someone in Detroit for a week at the end of the month. That someone was me; I hadn’t been in the field for years, but it seems that part of the restructuring meant I’d have to fill in where and when needed. I was texting Laurie while my boss rattled off the customer expectations:
“You’ll never guess what I’m doing in two weeks”
“Seducing some hot couple in Rhode Island?”
“No. I’m headed to Detroit!”
“OMG. U better not be teasing”
“Still getting the details from my boss, Skype u l8r”
I didn’t really need the details, we’d done a million of these gigs over the years, and while I hadn’t been the person on-site the last three, I worked closely enough with the field to know what had changed and what hadn’t. And if there’s one thing I know how to do its keep the customer satisfied. I made all my arrangements on the corporate travel portal and forwarded the itinerary to Laurie with the note:
It’s legit. I’ll be there two week from Friday, and be in town through the next Sunday. I’m sure we can get together for dinner, drinks, and anything else you might have time for. – Frank
I had to keep things vanilla from my corporate email and Laurie knew that, rather than reply to the email she texted back:
I will make time my little cumslut.
I was extremely distracted the next two weeks, Laurie and I had months of fantasies that had gone back and forth that were now swirling in my mind. Most days it was difficult to hide my raging erection as my mind raced with imagined images of sexual abandon. I had to ask Laurie to keep our conversations tame as it was already affecting my ability to function. She obliged but only with the promise that I make sure we fulfill her top fantasy, team seduction and sexual conquest of a hot young guy. I readily agreed as it was my second fantasy, my top (or this case bottom) fantasy was to have Laurie ride my face while I brought her to orgasm with my mouth as many times as possible, it being a contest to see who would outlast the other. I figured we’d probably get to that one too.
The day of the flight I could barely contain myself. My near constant erection had taken on a vigor beyond anything I had experienced. It felt like my cock was literally made of steel. It was at times painful, and as I waited in the security screening line it showed no signs of relaxing. Of course it didn’t help that all I could think was in a few short hours I would be less than hour’s drive from Laurie, the hottest, nastiest, horniest, sex freak I had the pleasure of knowing and who seemed to want nothing more than to spend the weekend with me fulfilling whatever fantasies we could in the time that we had. At least that’s what she’d been saying, and whatever doubts I might have had I was suspending until I got to Detroit and checked into my hotel. She’d said she’d come meet me for drinks and see if the chemistry was there in person and we’d see where we’d go from there. It was the first time she’d expressed any doubt about our chemistry and it made me wonder if she might be thinking about backing out altogether. But that small doubt was easily drown in a sea of imagined fucking and sucking she and I had already shared in fantasy as well as the pictures we’d shared of each other in various sexual activities.
My mind was swimming in this sea as I sent my carry-on through the x-ray machine and walked barefoot through the metal detector. I had forgotten my belt and buckle was setting the damn thing off, so now I had to be “wanded”. The TSA agent was a chubby younger man with a pale complexion and ginger hair, a light beard growing on his face. “Sir, please collect your belongings and follow me, you’ve been selected for further screening.” I grabbed my carry-on and shoes and followed him to the screening cubicle. He asked me to stand on the feet painted on the floor mat and hold my arms out straight. I was still very aroused, and being alone with him now in this semi private space was now mixing with my already over-charged sexuality.
I was daydreaming a little sexual fantasy and I didn’t hear his first question and he repeated “Is that OK?”, I nodded not knowing what the question was. He started patting me down, running his hands quickly and gently all over my body. It made my blood surge and my already hard cock swelled even harder. When his hands reached my waist he knelt down and ran his hands down each leg, then he lingered a moment over my rock hard member. “Sir, I’ll need to verify that’s not something dangerous.” I obliged and undid my pants pushing them down so he could see it was just my cock and not a pipe bomb. His face flushed and he sucked his breath in before saying “Thank you sir, you’re free to proceed to your gate.” As I buckled back up and put on my shoes he had gone to the main TSA desk and returned with a business card. He handed it to me saying, “If you have any questions or concerns about your screening today you can contact our Boston office.” I thanked him and took the card, on the back in tight handwriting was “Mitch – 781-555-4328”. I hadn’t even arrived in Detroit and already Laurie and I had a man interested in a little action.
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