20 Questions

Chapter 95

Hunter

I didn't love seeing Jenna that upset from a nightmare, but I did love the way she took advantage of me afterwards. She was feisty and frustrated and an absolute animal in the bedroom. If I weren't already running late to pick up Tyler from the airport, I would go to her work and bend her over that desk again. The woman makes me feel like a sex-crazed teenage boy again. I tried to convince her to call in to work today so I could make love to her at least three more times before I had to leave for the airport, but she had back-to-back meetings she couldn't miss. Employment is really getting in the way of our highly active sex life.

Adulting sucks.

The airport is packed – which just puts me in a spectacular mood - and my anxiety about Tyler's arrival is making me a little irritable. I suppose I am happy to reconnect with him after all these years, but our last interaction put a sour taste in my mouth. I didn't like the way he referenced the women in his office as "bitches, broads and a hot piece of ass." It didn't sound like the kid I grew up with so many years ago. He better hope I never hear him refer to my Jenna in those terms or this will be our last interaction. Then again, my girl is feisty as hell and I have no doubt that she'd chew him up and spit him out. I'd pay money to see that particular showdown.

I sit down on the bench by the security gate and wait for the passengers to deplane. I pull out my phone and see that I have a text from my girl.

Jenna: I miss you today. If you're good, I may slap you around again later tonight.

I have to laugh about everything that happened this morning. Once my face finally stopped stinging, it was a really good time. I open my phone and text her back.

Hunter: I miss you, too. I'm really looking forward to that. I'll be an incredibly good boy today. I wanted to come up to your office and bend you over your desk, but I had to get to the airport. Why don't you be a good little fiancée and send me some tit pics? My mouth is watering just thinking about them.

I smile at my perverted response as the bubbles pop up.

Jenna: Hmmmm....

What the hell does that mean?

Oh well. I see the passengers starting to make their way down the hall so I close my phone. A minute later, it chimes again. I look down to see that she sent me a picture of those big, mouthwatering, creamy tits pushed together in her red pushup bra.

Fuck, they are so beautiful. The things I want to do-

"Hunter?" I hear.

From the surprise of Tyler's arrival, I drop my phone to the ground, the picture on full display. I fumble trying to it pick up, but eventually grab it, shut it off and shove it into my pocket. God, I hope nobody saw that. Jenna would have my ass if she knew Tyler saw her tits...and not in a good way.

Mmmm, those tits.

Get it together, Hunter.

"Tyler!" I exclaim, standing up and giving him a bear hug. "Long time, no see, my old friend. Good to see you, man."

"Good to see you, too!" he says with a sturdy pat to my back.

"How was your flight?" I ask.

"Shitty. I got stuck in coach because they sold out of first class."

"Man, that sucks," I tell him, trying to hide my annoyance with the fact he sounds just like Mr. CEO.

"It sure does. Well, let's go see if the airline lost my luggage and head out. I'm excited to meet this fiancée of yours. Who would have ever guessed you would be the first of us to get married?"