49 Bad news for Caren

49 Bad news for Caren

Tuesday morning I was busy translating a product manual, while Caren was at work, when I got an email in my inbox. I opened it and read it. It said that next Monday and Tuesday I had to attend a workshop in the Company's HQ.

They were introducing a new Intranet System in their network and all members of office staff were required to attend. I was shattered to bits.

I knew the day had arrived. I had to go back to Austria. When Caren got home, I broke the news to her. She hugged me and said,

"Right, so you'll have to go. You'll have to leave me:"

She was sad, just as I was. I searched for flights to Salzburg. I found a Saturday morning flight from Stansted and booked it. Caren asked,

"But you will come back, won't you?"

I looked at her and said, "Well, I certainly will, but probably not straight away. I will have to go and visit my parents in Vienna, I have not seen them for ages now."

I told her, "I wish you could come with me."

She put on her sad face and said, "You know, I can't. I can't get any time off from work at the moment."

The following days went by. On Friday I packed my hand luggage. I had asked Caren if I could leave my clothes at her's, when I booked the flight.

"Of course you, then you certainly will have to come back to get them back," she said.

Friday evening we went out for a meal in a pub. After that we went home, opened a bottle of wine and sat on the couch.

Caren kissed me and said, "I will miss you, honey. Please promise me to come back soon?"

I kissed her back and said, "Stop worrying, I will miss you so much, so I will come back as soon as I can."

I asked her, "What will you do while I'm not here?"

She said, "Well, I have been thinking, I might visit my brother up north next weekend. I have not seen him since Gran Canaria."

I replied, "Good on you, you do that."

Caren lay in my arms and in a very sad voice, she said, "Honey, I want you now, I want to feel you one last time before you go."

I smiled at her and we ripped each other's clothes off.

We were kissing and touching, sucking each other's nipples. We lay on the couch and licked each other's pussy.

Caren, on the brink of an orgasm, then suddenly said, "I want to fuck you, one more time".

I took her hand and led her in the bedroom.

Caren took out the Strap-On Dildo and attached it to her body. She put some lube on it and came to lay right on top of me. Our pierced nipples were touching. She kissed me, sticking her tongue down my throat, before slowly pushing the Dildo in my cunt.

She fucked me to an almighty orgasm, I splattered my juices on to the bedsheet. But Caren did not stop, she kept fucking me slowly. The feeling was so intense, I just could not take it any more. I pushed her off me and undid the straps of the Strap-On.

I told her, "Get down on all fours!"

I took hold of the Strap-On Dildo and slowly pushed it in her cunt, after teasing her clit with it. I now fucked her with the Dildo from behind, watching the black cock sliding in and out between her swollen smooth pussy lips. I stuck a finger in her arse and she climaxed, which sent her body shaking.

We both collapsed on the bed, Caren kissed me and said, "Oh honey, I will miss this, I love you."

The next morning we lay in bed cuddling up to each other, kissing and fondling each other. The dreaded day of my departure had arrived. We grabbed a shower together and had a coffee, sitting on her couch.

Caren said, "I hate this day, I don't want you to go, but I know you have to."

I told her, "It will probably be only a week or two, so don't worry, you'll have me back soon."

It was only a few weeks till Christmas now and we started talking about that.

Caren said, on Christmas Day she had to go to her parents. Her whole family would be there.

"But obviously I want to take you along", she said.

I smiled and said, "We'll see how things go, but I would really like to see how Brits celebrate XMAS."

After we had lunch, it was soon time to go to the airport. We left my Hand Luggage in the car and Caren took me to Stansted Airport. We parked up and went hand in hand into the crowded departure hall.

As we headed to the Security Check hall, I saw a tear rolling down her sweet face. I stopped, hugged and kissed her, wiping the tear off her cheek.

I said, "Don't be silly now, you'll have me crying. It's only a week or two, so stop being sad."

We walked up to the Security and I hugged Caren. I kissed her deeply and said,

"Caren, Thanks for all, I've had such a great time with you. I love you, babe and I'll miss you."

She replied, "I'll miss you more, honey. I really will."

Another tear was rolling down her cheek, I also had wet eyes. She kissed me once more, and started walking towards the Security Gate. After I had scanned my Boarding Pass, I looked back. She was standing, waving and sent me a kiss. I smiled, and sent her one back.

Feeling sad, I got on the plane an hour later. During the flight, I stared out of the window and thought to myself, "I really love her. I really do".

After we had landed, I messaged her,

"Just landed. Miss you, babe, XXX".

She texted back, "Miss you more, honey. I love you, XXX".

My neighbour, who had taken me to the airport weeks ago, picked me up and took me home". He handed me back my key to the apartment I had given him,

He said, "There is a meal for you in your fridge, which my wife has made for you."

I thanked him saying, "Oh, thanks, so nice to have such caring neighbors. Thank You."

I entered my flat and looked around. I felt lonely, after weeks with my partner Caren.

I looked at the framed picture of her on the cabinet and thought, "I just love that girl, I really do!"