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Missed YouThe gate agent walked down the jet way unhappy to share the news. She conferred with the flight attendant. The obviously gay young man phoned the pilots. Next the woman announced, “Ladies & gentlemen, this flight has been canceled. We need for you to gather your belongings and exit the plane. We can re-book you on another flight at the customer service desk.”Nearly every passenger grumbled with disgust. Left with no other choice, they grabbed their bags and filed off the vessel.Jessica Stewart waited patiently conversing with other unhappy travelers when an airline employee appeared saying there were shorter lines at another location in the airport. The five-foot-seven-inch executive hurried through the terminal. She expertly fished her iPhone from her faux leather dusty pink Apt. 9 Epy Studded crossbody handbag. The president and C.E.O. of Clarion Virtual TeleServices entered the passcode and then tapped the screen until she had the contact for ‘Kamal Hubby’ highlighted. She pressed once more for the call to be placed.Moments later the baritone voice said, “Hey sexy!”“Hey, baby! My flight got canceled,” the chocolate vixen with the fifteen month old boob job exhaled.“Yeah, I just saw it come through on the app,” the six-foot-one-inch, two hundred pound brother replied referring to the travel tracking tool where he could see the progress of her flights.“Oh cool. They said they can book us on later flights. I’m heading to the service desk now.”“Okay, baby! I hope you get home tonight. You got a new package from Slutty Chix today. I’m dying to see what it is.”“Well, I can’t wait to show you. Let me get over here and see what they’re talking about.”“Alright, beautiful! I love you!”“I love you too, Kamal!”Jessica sped walked in her black patent leather pumps and olive green Antonio Melani V-neck knee-length flowing dress with the wrap-front design. She was tired after working all week at the offices of one of her clients, a small but potentially growing clothing retailer. She had secured another seven hundred thousand dollars of business per year for the next three years for her company. At the customer service desk, she was put on standby for the upcoming flight and guaranteed a flight out at 8:00 a.m. the next day. She took it in stride and called her husband to alert him of the changes. It made no difference because the voyage was full and she was stuck waiting to see if the following flight would yield results. She called Kamal once again.“Hey,” her devoted man answered.“I didn’t get on the plane. They’re saying all the flights are full tonight. But, I have the guarantee for tomorrow.”“Jess, just book you a hotel room and spend the night. I don’t want you sitting in the airport all night long. That would be messed up. You’re traveling for work so you can expense the room. We can pick you up from the airport tomorrow.”“I didn’t even think about that. I can book it with our rewards program.”“Yep. Need me to look up a hotel up near the airport for you?”“That’d be great!”“Give me five minutes. I’ll text you the info.”“Thanks, Elder,” she said using his middle name.Jessica received the text message detailing the hotel name, phone number, and rate. She called and gave her credit card information to the clerk. He advised her that the shuttle would arrive in 15 minutes so she made her way to the waiting area.After riding in the van, checking into the room, and settling in, the thirty-eight year old slender woman called her beau once more.“Hey, Jess,” Kamal said.“I’m in the room,” she replied.“You get some dinner yet,” he asked.“Not yet. I’ll order some Chinese.”“Um-kay. That’s what’s up. Hey, Micah wanna talk to you.”“Okay. Put him on.”“Hello,” the six year old foster c***d spoke into the phone.“Hey, Micah! How are you,” Jessica inquired.“I’m fine. When are you coming back?”“I’ll be home tomorrow.”“Okay. I want you to play with me.”“What türbanlı çanakkale escort are we going to play?”“I wanna race cars. You do it better than Mr. Stewart.”“Okay,” Jess laughed. “Tomorrow we’ll race cars.”Apparently, that answer was enough to satisfy Micah as he handed the phone back to the thirty-five year-old former international sports festival handball player. “He’s been telling me all week that you race better than me,” chuckled Kamal.“That’s funny cause he says I do it wrong when I’m there,” giggled Jessica.“I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”“Likewise. It sucks that it isn’t tonight.”“Get some food and get some sleep. I’ma keep you up all night tomorrow.”“You promise?”“Hell yeah!”Jessica decided to walk over to the service station across the street. She ordered some hot wings and bought a four-pack of 187-ml bottles of Barefoot Chardonnay wine. Back in her room she noshed and drank the beverages. While eating she thought back about how she met Kamal.It had been four years prior. When he hit her up on the social media site, he had told her that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She was flattered, but hated guys that ran game. They talked for two weeks before they set up a meeting. On the night before their rendezvous, Jessica revealed the truth about her gender – she was transsexual. She hoped Kamal would not hang up on her. He didn’t. They talked almost the entire night about her c***dhood and how she made the transition from male to female. He also showed up the next evening.Jessica and Kamal talked, laughed, and ate the dinner she had prepared. Kamal was also delighted by the fact that she feed him g****s for dessert. They spent several hours together before Kamal began peeling off her clothes telling her she was the most beautiful woman he had ever met. She asked the last time he’d had sex. He reminded her that it had had been five months because he didn’t like strange pussy. Eventually, Jessica led Kamal to her bedroom and they made love. Kamal’s seven inch dick methodically and carefully opened her asspussy. Both of them were in heaven.Jessica felt that she had met the man of her dreams. But, he didn’t text or call her for the next four months. She had willed herself to forget him by the time the next text message came. They picked up where the left off and hung out again. Kamal was becoming more comfortable.One year into knowing each other, they were spending all of their mutual off days together. A year later, they made plans to live together. Kamal had purchased his grandparents’ house that he shared with his mom and brother. Jessica owned her townhome. They decided to rent out Jessica’s place at full price and charge Kamal’s family about half-price of the mortgage. They rented a two-bedroom; two-bathroom apartment. The cost of it was more than covered by what they charged their tenants. Six months after moving in together, Kamal proposed. They were married in a small chapel in the Smoky Mountains.Kamal, who worked for a foreign automobile manufacturer as a machinist, had been intrigued by her career in contact centers. She had started out fresh from high school as a tech support agent for desktop computers. Eight months later, she was hired as a supervisor. Just six months after that, she moved to become a trainer. Within a year, the former geek was an operations manager owning an $8 million budget and 180 employees. She was smart, sassy, sweet, & skillful – qualities everyone loved. Jessica made it her business to learn all that she could. Twelve years in and two companies later, she realized dreamed of branching out on her own. And that was exactly what she had done by the time she met Kamal.The fact that most people found interesting was the very one she downplayed. Jessica had started her working life as a man – well more descriptively türbanlı çanakkale escort bayan as a boy. At the age of twenty-two, she informed her employer that she was to begin living as a woman. They were supportive. She could not believe her luck. Over the length of her career, she looked for positions that would increase her marketability. The one thing she never lost sight of was her profit & loss statements. She knew that the owners made a killing by looking at the invoices and margin statements. She wanted to be in the same seat as them.Jessica banked as much money as she could. She built a network of intelligent hard-working contacts, and refined her business plan regularly. She wanted to kill the cost overhead – no fancy schmancy headquarters and even no offices if possible. She won over the hearts and minds of a capital venture firm upon her first meeting. And with that her dream of an entirely virtual workspace was born. Everyone would work from home – from the agents taking calls and chats to the officers of the company.In three years, Clarion Virtual TeleServices had made enough money that Jessica was able to buy out the investment group. The company was in its sixth year and had a total of 600 employees. She was also able to boast a client list that included several Fortune 500 entities.Jessica fell asleep and awoke early the next morning. She showered and shaved her legs. The dark-skinned vixen slipped on a blood orange ankle-length Gianni Bini maxi dress. She slid her pedicured feet into a pair of nude Fergalicious gladiator sandals and fastened the straps. She walked in a sprint-like fashion towards the lobby. She handed the clerk the key card, placed the receipt in her purse and waited for the driver to arrive. On the ride to the airport, she called Kamal to let him know she was excited to see him.Jessica made it through security quickly since was a member of TSA pre-check program. On the plane, she settled into her window seat and booted up her iPad. She tapped the screen to open up her bookstore app so she could read the mystery thriller she had downloaded before this trip started. She giggled intermittently at the funny parts as the aircraft taxied out for takeoff. It was an unusually turbulent start. Most of the passengers were terrified. Jessica was also a bit on edge so she closed her eyes until it subsided. She was also praying.As soon as the plane touched down, she fired off a text to Kamal. He said that he and Micah were at the airport waiting. Jessica felt warm all over about seeing the two most important men in her life. Once she reached the baggage claim area, she heard the boy call out, “Mrs. Stewart!”“Hey, Micah,” she replied embracing him.“I missed you,” he offered.“I missed you too,” Jessica affirmed as Kamal pecked her on the lips.“I’m glad you’re back,” the baritone voice boomed. “Let me get your bags.”“Thanks, baby!”The threesome walked to the parking garage to Kamal’s metallic silver 2012 Chevy Avalanche. The man of the house hefted the roller bag and backpack into the back seat.“You guys feel like going to Athena’s for lunch,” Jessica asked.“Yes,” yelled Micah.“Sounds like a plan,” Kamal acknowledged changing lanes to head towards the Greek diner.Right around two years prior, they bought a remodeled four bedroom ranch style house in a great school district and began applying to become foster parents. The long arduous processes resulted in Micah joining their household around eight months ago. They were looking forward to turning the placement into an adoption.At the restaurant, Kamal ordered steak and eggs. Jessica asked for a gyro and side Caesar salad. Micah, true to form, selected chicken fingers accompanied by macaroni and cheese. The quaint family ate and caught up on one another’s lives from the past week. Jessica suggested türbanlı escort çanakkale a stop by the park so Micah could play.The youngster ran his heart out all around the playground. Kamal embraced Jessica as they sat on a bench. When the sun began to set, Kamal suggested they should go back home. Jessica asked if they could stop by k**-friendly pizza place with the arcade near their house. Kamal obliged. Again, Micah was in heaven. When they finally made it home, the c***d was fast asleep. Kamal carried him inside and placed him in his race car bed.Jessica stopped in the kitchen and poured a third of bottle of Chardonnay into a large wine glass. She rushed to the master bathroom and grabbed her package on the way. She retrieved a box from underneath the vanity. She began to douche. She saw the light of the TV invade beneath the doorsill letting her know Kamal was in the room. Jessica jumped into the shower and washed off. Afterward she slathered baby oil all over her wet skin causing it to glisten. She put on the hot pink open breast cup fishnet camigarter. Her full C chocolate boobs stood out very perky. She sprayed on cotton candy scented perfume and stepped into her black heels.“Damn,” Kamal opined when Jessica stepped into the bedroom.“You like it, baby,” she purred.“Hell yeah.”“Bring that beautiful ass over here.”“No,” she protested.“Why not?”“I want to go sit on the patio,” she replied pointing to sliding glass door. “Will you go get the bottle of wine?”“Hell yeah,” Kamal said leaping off the bed.When he returned, Jessica had already lit the mosquito repellant candles. He filled her glass with more Chardonnay and popped open a can of Modelo Especial for himself. Jessica stood and modeled for him.“You look so damn sexy,” Kamal confessed.“Thank you, baby!”“I love your fine ass, Jessica!”“I love your sexy ass too!”“You know you got my dick on hard.”Jessica confirmed and grabbed his seven inch tool, “Of course. I wanna suck it.”“Be my guest.”Jessica unbuckled his pants and pulled out her meaty companion. She licked it several times teasing Kamal and causing the dick to jump. Eventually, she wrapped her lips around the mushroom and began bobbing. She moved up and down the shaft slobbering all the way. The slow deliberate head job made Kamal groan with pleasure. “Suck that dick,” he moaned. “Hell yeah baby!”Jessica slapped her face with the wet dick. Then, she placed it between her pretty tits and used them to jerk him off. As she slid along the girth, she would lick the ample head with her tongue.“Oh yeah,” Kamal revealed.“You missed your pussy,” Jessica checked.“Hell yeah!”“Do you wanna fuck me?”“Hell yeah! Come here.”Kamal pulled her in close and they kissed passionately while he fondled her breasts. He sucked on nipples as he kneaded her mammary glands. He moved down to squeeze her rotund ass. He smacked it a few times for good measure. Jessica stood and turned. She sat down, facing away, on Kamal’s engorged dick. He kissed her neck, lips, and breasts in a cyclical fashion. Her anus gripped his dick tightly. As she bounced up and down, she became wetter. “I love how my tranny pussy creams on my dick,” Kamal announced.“Yes, Mr. Stewart. It’s your tranny pussy,” Jessica cooed.“Damn right! Ride your dick, baby!”“Yes sir,” Jessica yelled as she picked up speed.Kamal thrust himself into his wife. She screamed. He told her to get up and led her back inside their bedroom. He bent her over the bed and pounded her smooth round ass doggy style.“You miss this dick.” Kamal inquired.“Yes, baby,” Jessica answered.“I missed my tranny pussy. I love you!”“I love you too,” she wailed while Kamal assaulted her booty hole.“Throw that ass back on this dick,” he ordered.Jessica met each of Kamal’s stabs as requested. He butt jiggled and her tits bounced. “I love how you fuck me, Kamal!”“Get on your back,” he commanded.Kamal mounted her. He knelt down and kissed her profusely as he hammered her now open rectum. He thundered faster and harder. They were sweating like maniacs. Kamal was in heaven. He pounded Jessica’s asshole with fury. He announced, “I’m finna nut.”“Ooh yes,” Jessica encouraged him.“Got damn,” Kamal roared as he erupted inside of her.“I love you!”“I love you too,” he huffed as he collapsed on top of her.

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