The Friday morning before I left, I sat down with the kids and made sure they were going to be alright at their mother's for a few weeks. I had, of course, prepared them and told them in advance that I was going away, but I felt it was necessary to remind them.

Neither of them seemed all that enthusiastic about it, but they were almost adults now, and it was time for them to have some independence. I reminded them both that if they needed to get away, they were always welcome to stay here. Even though I wouldn't be there, it would always be their home too, and they should treat it as such. The only thing I asked was that they treat the place with respect and let me know if they were going to be staying.

I could see their minds ticking over as the thought of this level of trust and independence brought up possibilities that they may not have considered. They knew that their mother wouldn't be impressed with them if they chose this option, but the possibility excited them nonetheless. I showed them that there was more than enough food in the cupboards and the fridge to get them through the whole two weeks if it was needed, but they would have to buy their own milk and bread because if they weren't going to be here, then I didn't want it going off.

I could tell that they were formulating plans, and it kind of made me happy to see it. I made sure to send my ex a message telling her that they were welcome to stay at my place and that I had no problem with that if that's what they decided they wanted or needed to do.

I knew she wouldn't like that I had told them that, but to be fair, I really didn't care what she thought of it. The only reason I told her at all was because I didn't want her to use her lack of awareness as a reason not to let them.

The only response I got was her saying she didn't feel they were old enough for that. I told her that she was deluded because they would both be legal adults in less than two years, and that if she thought they would hang around and wait for her to be ready for them to move on, then she was in for a very rude shock.

As expected, there was no response to that. She could deny it all she liked, but my message, in a family group chat, gave her no out. I knew she would be furious at me, and I hoped she didn't take it out on them, but they needed this as much as I did.

When I left for the airport, I felt such strong emotions that I was even feeling a bit nauseous. I was anxious for the kids, I was anxious about how my ex would try and make this blow up, I was excited to be seeing Anne, and I was nervous as hell about what would become of us. Hell, I even had a little performance anxiety. It had been a long time since I had been with anyone physically, and I didn't want to disappoint her.

Once I was in the airport lounge and waiting for my plane, I sent her a message.

“I don't know about you, but I am so nervous right now. Excited, but nervous. I hope you don't change your mind and decide that this is all too silly to entertain.”

“Considering I have been feeling sick all morning with nerves of my own, I can definitely say that it's not just you. I promise you that I will be there. I am so excited and so goddamn horny right now that we may not even make it out of the airport before I jump your bones.”

“Ooh, that could be exciting. Lol. My flight arrives about an hour before yours does. I will find somewhere to sit and wait after I have sorted out the car, and I will send you a message telling you where I am.”

“I feel like a kid at Christmas.”

“Me too. See you soon, Anne.”

When the announcement for my flight came over the speakers, I practically leapt to my feet. Normally, I would wait until the last minute to board because sitting in plane seats is never much fun, especially if you are tall, and reducing the time in them is something I will almost always do. Not today, though. Today I was one of the first people into their seat, and mentally I was telling everyone getting on to hurry the fuck up so we could get going. Logically, I knew it wasn't going to make any difference to when the plane left, but I couldn't help it.

The man sitting next to me must have thought I was a nervous flyer with the amount of foot tapping I was doing, when really it was just immense impatience.

After landing, I made my way through the airport and collected my luggage. I checked the time; fifty minutes until Anne's flight landed. I made my way over to the car rental booth, waited for the people in front of me to be finished, and then filled out the paperwork. I collected the keys and got the information on where the car was parked, then checked the time again. Thirty minutes to go. I made my way into the lounge area and checked the flight board to make sure that there were no delays to Anne's flight, and was pleased to see everything was on track. I bought a cup of coffee, mostly to try and fill some time while I waited. I found a seat and checked the time again. Twenty minutes to go.

I finished my coffee and decided that I had way too much pent-up energy, probably not helped by the coffee, to sit still and wait. I walked over to the information centre and asked what gate Anne's flight would be coming in at. Armed with that information, I began walking towards the gate. I sent her a message telling her where I was waiting. I knew she wouldn't get it until the flight had landed anyway, and she could take her phone out of flight mode. I checked the time again. Five minutes to go. I tapped my foot impatiently and checked the time. Four minutes to go, I got out some mints and chewed them while I watched the plane rolling towards the terminal. My heart was hammering in my chest.

I checked the time as the ground crew opened the doors. Right on time. I stood there grinning like a fool while trying to remain cool. I was failing dismally. People started streaming out the door, and after a dozen or so, I had a nervous moment where I wondered if it was all a fantasy and she wasn't coming, or if it was all some elaborate joke on me.

I couldn't hold back the grin as I saw her step through the gantry door and immediately scan the lounge. The moment our eyes met, they locked. A big, beautiful smile spread across her face, and her eyes sparkled. She walked over to me, trying to look calm and casual, but the extra little skip in her step and the giggle gave her away. She was as excited as I was, and the moment we were within arm's length of each other, she practically leapt into my arms. She wrapped her arms around my neck as mine went around her waist, pulling her in tight against me.

Finally, I was feeling her body pressed against mine, and nothing had felt better or more right to me. Her warm curves fit perfectly against me, moulding into me, as her voice purred into my ear.

“Finally, this is where I belong.”

“Mmm, yes, it is. God, it's so good to finally have you here with me.”

She leaned back without releasing her arms from my neck. Her eyes bore into mine, as though trying to see into my soul. Next thing I know, we are locked together in the most passionate kiss I have ever experienced. I knew she would be able to feel my cock as it surged against her.

The little growl that tumbled from her mouth into mine told me she could. After what could have been thirty seconds or perhaps thirty years, we released the kiss. The way she licked her lips immediately after sent a shiver of desire through me.

We were surrounded by people, and some of them seemed almost embarrassed. Others were smiling at us, while others looked away and then back again as though they were witnessing something more personal and intimate than they thought they would in an airport.

“Charlie, let’s go get my bag and the car. I need to get to the resort so I can get naked with you.”

I sure as hell didn't need to be told twice. I held up the car keys in my hand and grinned.

“Let's go.”

We held hands like a pair of teenagers all the way to the baggage collection. The whole time we waited for her bag to come around on the carousel, she was tapping her foot impatiently. I had to smile at her impatience, and I was delighted that she was as excited as I was.

We walked off, dragging our cases behind us with our free hands while our other hands were linked. We made our way out to the car park, found the car that would be ours for the next two weeks, and loaded our bags into the boot. Standing behind the car, we turned to each other, smiling.

“Are you as nervous and excited as I am, Charlie? I feel like I'm vibrating with nervous energy.”

I smiled as I slipped my hands around her waist.

“I am equally as excited as I am terrified. It's like a dream come true, and I am scared that I am going to wake up and it will all just be my imagination.”

“Me too.”

I pulled her in tight against me, revelling again in the feel of her body against mine. I kissed her gently and felt some of the tension in her body ease as she melted into the moment. The moment intensified, and my hands found their way to Anne's ass. I gripped her butt and squeezed her in against me. Our mouths never separated, but our breathing intensified through our noses. I felt her grind her crotch against my hard cock, and she emitted a small growl in her throat. She reached down and grabbed one of my hands off her ass. I thought for a moment she was telling me to stop, but she moved her hand around and placed it on her breast, then squeezed it with her own. I didn't need more convincing than that. I squeezed her breast and felt for her nipple. I found the hard nubbin and ran my thumb back and forth across it.

She growled again and pushed her hips against mine again. I was on the verge of losing all control when the sound of a tooting horn startled us both. I turned to see what was happening and saw a couple laughing. As they drove past, his window was down, and he yelled out to us.

“Don't stop on my behalf, mate.”

I turned straight back to Anne, and she wriggled her eyebrows suggestively.

“Either fuck me now or take me to the resort. I'm not against you fucking me here and now, but we might get arrested. So if you want me more than once, then I suggest we get in this car right now.”

“Goddamn, you are the sexiest woman that ever existed. Let's go.”

I walked her around to the passenger side of the car and opened the door for her. She sat down and then grinned up at me. She reached out and squeezed my cock through my pants. I groaned and stood there for as long as she was willing to play.

“Charlie, get your cock out for me, please.”

I want to say I looked around to see who could see, but I was beyond caring at this point. I unzipped my pants and pushed my underwear down, allowing my cock to spring forth. Anne immediately took it gently in her hand and stroked it a few times. Then, looking me in the eye, she leaned forward, and using it as some kind of strange lipstick, she smeared the copious amounts of pre-cum around her lips. She then took it straight into her mouth and slowly slid down the length of my cock. The whole time, her tongue was doing incredible things to the underside of my cock.

I moaned and threw my head back. I had a strange moment of clarity as I looked around in awe and wonder, knowing that there were people walking and driving around us as Anne gave me the most delicious oral sex I had ever received. I looked back down at her, and she released my cock with a popping sound.

“I really want to keep going; you taste so bloody good, but I have to fuck you. I am so damn wet. Now, take us to the resort, Charlie.”

I tucked my cock back into my pants and walked around to the driver's side. I sat down and turned to Anne.

“Let's go.”

She smiled and crooked her finger at me, beckoning me towards her. I leaned in and kissed her passionately. I could feel the slippery mixture of her saliva and my pre-cum on her lips and taste it on her tongue. We released the kiss, and she held my head between her two hands, holding my eyes with her own in an intense gaze.

“Did you enjoy tasting your cock on my lips, Charlie?”

I could see a mixed look of fear and hope in her eyes. I grinned at her lasciviously.

“I love tasting myself on you, and as soon as we get into that room, I want to taste you. I want to taste our combined flavours. I want you so badly it hurts, Anne.”

Her look of uncertainty vanished and was replaced with molten desire.

“Go. Now.”

I was glad for the GPS on my phone because I couldn't focus on signs and other nonsense right now. I had an absolute hotty in the car with me who, for some reason, wanted me as much as I wanted her, and it was all I could do not to pull over on the side of the road and have her right there.

We found our way to the resort, and I hopped out of the car at the information centre. I was about to close the car door when Anne called out to me.

“Charlie?”

I turned back to her.

“Hurry, Charlie. I am so wet right now, and I want to taste my cum on your lips.”

Oh god. I damn near ran into the information office, got our keys and a map of the facility, and then ran back to the car. I sat down, and before the door was closed, I was moving towards our parking spot. No time for seat belts, just go go go.

I pulled up in the designated parking spot and turned the car off. I got out of the car and opened Anne's door for her. I held my hand out for her, and she took it with a sultry smile.

“Such a gentleman. Just promise not to be too gentle with me.”

She winked at me and walked towards the room door with a sway in her hips. I shut the car door and locked it. The bags could wait until later. I caught up to her as she opened the door.

I have to admit to being taken momentarily by surprise at the spacious room. I closed the door behind me, and we both stood there looking at the room for a moment. There was a small kitchen off to our left. In front of us was a large lounge facing a huge window that was literally right on the beach. There were palm trees, white sand, and turquoise water just meters from the door. It was stunning. We both spoke at the same time in hushed awe and said the same word.

“Wow!”

The spell broke within seconds, and Anne, with a sense of real purpose, took my hand and pulled me towards the bedroom. We stumbled through the doorway, and before us was a large king-sized bed. At the foot of the bed was another window, the same size as the one in the lounge, with the same view. There were curtains, but I doubt they had ever been closed. With an incredible view like that, why would you want to?

I stepped over to the window for a second and noticed there were people walking on the beach just down from us. A young couple who looked ridiculously fit and made me feel slightly self-conscious were walking hand in hand. He was wearing a Speedo and had six-pack abs with a tan that was either from a life outside or cost him a lot of money in a salon. She wore a G-string bikini bottom and nothing else. Her tan matched his, and I wondered if they bought them at the same place. Her pert breasts stood up proudly in the sunlight, and I admired the couple's bravery.

“Ahem.”

I turned around, and in an instant, the rest of the world disappeared. There stood Anne in her naked glory, looking like the most delicious treat in the world. Her alabaster skin shone, and her nipples looked almost achingly hard. Her long, trim body transfixed me. She released her hair, and it tumbled down her back in a long, dark sheet of contrasting beauty. It played out in my mind in almost slow motion. There before me stood a naked goddess. Her trimmed, dark pubic hair was another contrast that drew my eye, and it seemed to highlight rather than hide her pussy. I could see...