The Master Chef - The Parking Spot

I hesitated, seeing the no parking sign right next to the car. I had no choice though. I grabbed my keys from the ignition and ran into the building, locking my illegally parked car over my shoulder. Master had only gone inside a few minutes before me, but I couldn't see him in either direction. "Shit, shit, shit!"

I hurried down the tiled hall to the right, then the left looking for him. No sign of Master, or his duffel bags. He was gone. Cursing some more, I ran back outside and to my car. No ticket at least...of course, it had only been a minute. Thanking small favors, I hopped back into my seat and rushed to the airport lot once again, this time grabbing a ticket and parking myself.

I zipped my jacket further up as I ran back, trying not to panic. Having no phone wouldn't be a horrible thing...except he was leaving the country for a month. And no one knew I was meeting him...hell, I didn't know until just over an hour ago. There was no way I would be able to explain away a missing phone.

The automatic doors swooped open once more, allowing me through to the deeply air conditioned halls. I tried to recall the name of his flight, or the arrival city, or even the time as I glanced at every flight plans screen. I remembered California was his first stop before leaving the States...but where?

I walked quickly, not wanting to cause a scene in the airport by running. That wouldn't look suspicious at all. I was nearly to the end of the pale colored tiles when I suddenly remembered American Airlines...that had to be his plane. Feeling better, I turned to the nearest desk and asked for help.

The security guard listened for a moment and just laughed, shaking his head. "American Airlines is at Terminal A sweetheart...this is C. You need to go to the opposite end of the airport." He pointed down the direction I had entered, and I couldn't stop myself from groaning. I forced a thank you and started down the correct path, now walking even faster.

As I walked, I could feel Master's semen slipping inside me, barely trickling out onto my lacy panties. I tried not to think about it, but the sensation was making me hot again. Not now, I thought as I picked up my pace. Damn libido, after I had just been teased and pleased in Master's car, too.

It took several long minutes before I reached the correct terminal, but there it finally was. However, there still was no sign of Master. The gates themselves were blocked off by large sheets of frosted glass, preventing me from seeing any of the passengers or if they were even still waiting. I scanned the flight screens once more, hoping to see his flight, but with no luck.

"Ma'am, do you need assistance?"

I whirled around to see a young woman behind the check in counter watching me. "Yes!" I hurried over and explained everything. "I just dropped off my boyfriend but realized I lost my phone in his car. So I need to find him and get his keys before his plane leaves."

She nodded, her dark hair waving with her. "Do you know his flight number?" I shook my head. "Arrival city? Departure time?" Again, I shook my head.

"It's somewhere in California, but I forgot. Could you page him for me?" She paused, then nodded, going over to a small radio by the far desk. I shared his name and waited as she pronounced it over the speakers, internally groaning at my luck. This was not how I was supposed to send him off.

We tried the page three times before an older security guard hurried our way. "Who are you paging?" she asked, a thick accent to her words. I repeated Master's name and described him quickly, leaving out the 'just been fucked' look. She nodded vigorously and pulled on my arm. "This way."

I followed her quickly and we moved down two gates to see another airport employee opening the door to the frosted glass gate. She seemed annoyed at the disturbance but propped the door open further, revealing a short line of passengers getting ready to board. Close to the end of the line was Master, staring at the door with disbelief and humor.

I felt my cheeks heat up but I ignored them. "I left my phone..." I started, but he just shook his head with a chuckle and tossed me his keys. I caught them easily.

"Just hold onto them until I get back." I nodded again, pushing my hair out of my face with a relieved sigh. I said my thanks to Master and the employees, apologizing quickly before they closed the gate once more. I saw Master shake his head with laughter as the door swung shut, and then they were again out of sight.

I happily hurried out of the airport building and into the lot, paying my parking fee as quickly as possible. I was so embarrassed by everything that had happened, I just wanted to get my phone and hide under my covers.

When I arrived back in the hotel parking lot, I quickly opened his back door and searched. My phone was resting against the trunk door, right where our heads had been just an hour ago. I reached for it, cursing the device silently, when it suddenly rang.

It was Master's ringtone. I snatched the phone up and unlocked the screen. "Hello?"

There was a pause. "How'd she lose her phone in your car?" he asked in high pitched disbelief. I was confused until he started laughing. "The flight attendant still doesn't understand. She keeps asking how your phone got in my car if we drove in yours."

I flushed scarlet, but he only chuckled over my defensive explanation. "You're fine. I changed my mind, put my keys somewhere on my car where I can find them when I get back."

I did as he requested, and soon sat back in my car, sighing. "That sucked. No more rendezvous' just before you have to leave." He cracked up again, his humor contagious as I finally willed a small smile of my own.

"No more losing your phone in my things."

I growled, but he cut me off again. "I have to go, we're about to take off." He dropped his voice until only I could hear him. "Now be good, Slave, and maybe I'll see you soon."

We said our final goodbyes and he clicked off, leaving me alone in my car. Alone, with just a playful smile and his cum still coating my insides. Grinning, I shifted into drive and headed home. It was time to go have some fun on my own. At least, until Master's next planned visit...