The Best of Both Worlds

“Promise not to fall in love while you’re away?” Lana asked as she wrapped her arms around me.

“I’ve told you several times already,” I snapped at her. I had begun to get more than frustrated with her. “This is just a business trip and nothing more, besides I’ve never been the type to just fall in love,” I said.

She held on a little longer before she finally let me go. We kissed one last time and then I was off. As I walked down the runway I waved good-bye. She waved back animatedly. One look at her and I regretted letting her get on my nerves. Quickly I ran back into the waiting area and gave her a quick kiss.

“I love you, ok? I’ll call you when I get there.”

I turned around and left. I knew she was probably gonna start crying and I couldn’t bear to see that.

After I settled into my seat I thought about what she’d said. Why was she so worried about me falling in love with someone else? She knows I could only love her, now falling in lust that’s a different story, I thought. Falling in lust was something I did on a regular basis and this trip would be no different. I settled in and enjoyed the flight, in just a few hours I would be in sunny California.

The plane landed as scheduled. Luckily it had been a very smooth flight. I made my way through the busy airport, where beautifully tanned women and men surrounded me. My eyes went everywhere as I checked out both sexes. I’d never been one to discriminate, a nice piece of man ass will do just as good as any pussy, and actually sometimes I preferred a man, lots less hassle.

I shifted my semi hard cock and made my way to the luggage claim. I saw my luggage come around and went for it. At the same time a voluptuous brunette reached for the same bag.

“Excuse me,” I said. “I’m pretty sure this one is mine.”

“Oh I’m so sorry, I just landed and here I’m a little nervous.” From her accent I could tell this stunning beauty was brand new to our lovely country.