To the Airport

Connor woke before his alarm went off, and was conscious that his bedsheets were cold and sticky. It was hardly his first wet dream, but they weren't frequent, and fragments of his dreams returned to him as he guiltily stripped the bed. The blonde lady from the traffic had been there, and Alison, pulling at his belt while Joan looked on. She'd not been angry, but turned on, her hand down the front of her jeans furiously rubbing her clit while she watched.

The memories were enough to inspire an erection while he showered, but Connor remembered his taxi duties and instead of masturbating got ready to drive. He took his mom's car to the airport a good quarter of an hour early, and it was only after half an hour waiting by the Arrivals gate that his father appeared.

Jake had changed a little in the last five years. To Connor, of course, he seemed shorter, but his black hair had picked up some salt and pepper and he'd grown a fashionable short beard. He was dressed in what Connor thought of as his Dad's "uniform" - a suit and shirt but no tie.

Also he was chatting with two young air hostesses, who were laughing along with him as he came out the gate. Spotting Connor, he gave them a quick goodbye and came bounding up to his son.

"Son! Great to see you, now let's get to the car."

That was all he said until they were in the car, then he ignored Connor's attempts to start a conversation and instead told him to wait until the hotel to talk.

The hotel proved to be close to the airport - close enough that Connor was sure there should be a courtesy pick up from Arrivals. Connor's father almost leapt out of the car, carrying the small suitcase that was his only luggage, and walked briskly into the hotel. By the time Connor had followed, he was recounting some anecdote to the young lady behind reception, who was laughing along.

"Oh, this is my son!" said Jake proudly, slapping him on the shoulder, "By the way, Emma here has got us a private dining room for breakfast."

Confused, but ever ready to eat, Connor followed his father into a smaller room off the hotel's main restaurant.