Bob was a twenty two-year-old young man. He had left college and joined the military where after his basic training he was surprised to be assigned to become a chauffeur. His first posting had been for two months with an old duffer called Colonel Paul Kite. This man was an idiot nearing retirement, and Bob had enjoyed an easy time with him. After his summer leave, he returned to find himself given a long-term assignment to Colonel S. Harris. To his amazement, he discovered she was Susan Harris, a muscular blonde with heavy thighs and big fat breasts in her early forties. She travelled the country checking on accommodation for the various bases and it was Bob's task to drive her.
She rapidly established herself as a pain in the neck with her demands for punctuality and discipline. After three days of being ordered around in a particularly rude pedantic manner and with the heavy driving load, Bob was desperate to get another posting as soon as possible. As they drove to yet another base for yet another long meeting, Bob looked in the rear view mirror at her. She was rifling through a sheaf of papers and Bob realised that with her large breasts and full lips, she was quite an attractive woman. She looked up and said, "Watch your speed soldier!"
Bob returned to his driving and hating her for her bossy rude manner. They arrived at the base and Bob found himself assigned a bed in the regular soldier's quarters for the night while Susan went off to the officer's mess He sat in a grim bar and fumed. He noticed a bottle blonde with a plump body named Peggy who was serving the soldiers and started to chat her up. To his surprise she responded.
As the evening drew to a close, Bob offered to walk her home. As they walked, he (kissed) her and he found her mouth eager. They ended up in some bushes, Bob with his trousers around his ankles and her with her skirt up. He was on the point of coming when they were disturbed by the military police, torches blasting a rude light on their dark encounter. Peggy screamed and ran away and the military police tried to question Bob, but things rapidly got out of hand. Bob was arrested and spent the rest of the night in a cold cell.
The next day, he was brought before an extremely frosty Susan, who said, "I have a full report about your misdeeds here soldier! I need you to drive me but when we return to our home base this will cost you many weeks in the cooler! Now get your things we are late!" Bob got his things and drove off an extremely worried man. A spell in the cooler would be extremely unpleasant as well as ruin his record and not for the first time he wished he could keep his dick under control. Apart from a short lunchtime break and Susan barking directions, they drove all day in silence. Finally as evening approached, she said, "There's base near here! Go to the nearest hotel!" Bob drove to a cheap roadside inn and soon both were booked for the night. To his surprise, they had rooms next to each other. Susan ate in her room while Bob ate a meal in a shabby restaurant adjacent to the hotel as he ate, he decided to speak to the colonel and to beg her to be lenient with him. Fortified by a few drinks, he left and knocked on her door.
She opened it in uniform but without a jacket, Bob was looking at her large breasts inside her tight shirt when he heard her say, "Yes?"
Bob felt his confidence drain away but hurried on with a garbled plea for mercy. When he finished, she glared and said, "I will think about it!" And then she slammed the door in his face. Bob stepped back and returned to his room. As he showered, he thought about the day and realised that she had not said no. He still had a chance to escape the cooler.
As he stepped from the shower, he heard a knock on the door. He opened the door with a towel wrapped around his waist. It was Susan. She smiled and said, "Okay soldier do you want to discuss that report?"
Bob gulped and said, "Yes but let me dress."
"No need I know what a man looks like. Follow me!" Susan marched back to her room and Bob gulped but followed her. When he got in her room, she was sitting on a chair she said, "Your conduct should cost you three months inside and ruin your promotion chances. Agreed?"
Bob was very uncomfortable standing dressed only in a towel but nodded in agreement as she continued, "I cannot obviously condone your conduct! The military police have a difficult job but I would be willing to ignore this report if you agree to another sort of punishment. Do you agree?"
