Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday came and went. My husband was back at work and the main conversation when he came in was about the weekend ahead. This inevitability led to us ripping each others clothes off and having urgent, rough sex. Over the dining table, on the sofa and even on the kitchen floor.
I'd booked the flight as promised. There had been very few emails between myself and Juan but he had told me to expect a message soon with more details of what to expect. My man came through the door just as the email arrived. I poured us both a drink and clicked on the message to open it...
I AM BECOMING MORE EXCITED BY THE DAY. THE TIME IS CLOSE FOR ME TO SEE AND FEEL MY PRINCESS IN THE FLESH. MY CHAFFUER WILL MEET YOU WHEN YOU LAND AT THE AIRPORT. HE WILL DRIVE YOU TO OUR HOTEL WHERE I HAVE RENTED A LUXURY TOP FLOOR SUITE. I WILL BE THERE TO SHOW YOU AROUND BUT I WILL LEAVE YOU TO RELAX FOR A WHILE BEFORE WE DINE AT ONE OF MY RESTAURANTS. I WOULD LIKE YOU TO SPEND TOMORROW PREPARING YOUR BEAUTIFUL BODY AND SHOPPING FOR AN OUTFIT FOR SATURDAY NIGHT. I AWAIT MY DREAM GIRL WITH ARMS OPEN WIDE XXX
I looked at my husband and decided it was time for me to have some fun with him. I ran my fingers through his hair and said "Sorry baby but you can't fuck me until after my trip now. The next cock to fill me won't be yours sweetie." I knew he was rock hard and it was the frustration that was driving him wild. "Tomorrow when you finish work I'll have my new dress on with my high heels and stockings. I'll need you to tell me if it's sexy enough for my Spanish boy. You can help me choose what to pack. Which panties do you think he'll like?"
"You're such a tease" he said, smiling at me. "That boy is in for the time of his life!"