This is a mostly true story, based on my personal interactions with the most engaging woman I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. I of course changed her name and a few locations to protect our privacy but the bulk of these experiences actually happened, there's just a tiny bit of fluff for your enjoyment. I love what's happened between us, so much so that I want to tell you about it too. Enjoy.
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Six months sure goes by fast when you're having fun... if only that deployment had any shred of fun in it what so ever, it felt like a lifetime. It's not like it was hard, it was quite the opposite in fact. The mission was dying down and the base was considering turning it in to a warm site and kicking everyone out anyway. There was so little to do that I was borderline going insane, the only fun things we were allowed to do was jack off and go to the gym. Which I partook in quite frequently, both of which benefited me greatly. I had been in the same uniform for 28 hours when we finally arrived at our last refueling stop before the long haul back to the states. I was trying my best to look unapproachable with my bag in the seat next to me. Such a feat isn't all that difficult for me, I'm quite hefty at 6'4 250lbs of freshly grown meat. We were only picking up a few more troops in Qatar, so I didn't expect anyone to attempt to buddy up with me. Which... by now the military has taught me, the only time you get fucked with is when you don't expect it. (anecdote: I'm really not a bad guy, just trust me when I say I need my leg room when I'm sitting for 8 hours straight)
But anyway, I was sitting there just scowling away when I hear the bubbliest little voice call for my attention. I look up to see a gorgeous dirty blonde model asking to sit in my bags seat. Her smile was infectious, I couldn't resist, I was completely under the spell. Keep in mind that we're all in military OCP uniforms, to look breathtakingly attractive while remaining in regs is quite impressive, her face was a solid 9, easy. But the best part was the way she spoke, so intrinsic and full of energy. But not that overwhelming bitch energy, it felt honest and innocent. As she was fumbling her bags into the overhead, a flash of light gave my eyes an excuse to wander. Her reaching exposed her curvy figure and a cute little belly button ring, dancing in the light. She plopped down into the seat and leaned in close to me, her hair smelled of coconut... it was quite distracting after inhaling only men must for far too long. She asked why I looked so gloomy, and for some reason I didn't try the usual lie of "I'm tired", she was so genuine and sweet she coaxed the truth straight out of me, just by asking once. I told her, "I was actually trying my best to avoid anyone sitting next to me, but once I saw you I wasn't going to complain". She blushed and laughed, a playful giggle. She said that "it was definitely working, it was working so well she felt bad for me and was going to try and cheer me up".
"Well you did that the moment you flashed that smile at me", I tried my best to match her energy and said, "mission accomplished. Your reward is going home! Congrats!"
She yipped, clapped quickly, and gave me a hug as she thanked me for my service (it's a running joke in the military to thank each other for their service just as civilians do). I awkwardly did my best to hug back in the cramped seats, but all I could think of was how close she managed to get... I felt her incredibly soft skin on my neck. All of this woman's attention was on me, and I was loving it. She was sitting on the edge of her seat, knees towards me, blasting her energy out at me.. And I was soaking it all up, it truly was infectious.
She gasped and literally dragged her face across my cheek and into my neck, "Wow you're warm!" She exclaims.
"Well, uhh," I felt my second brain twitch for the first time in 6 months, I gently push her away... "what's your name weirdo?" I asked jokingly. "You haven't even bought me a drink yet."
She leaned back a bit with her hands in her lap and flashed another smile, "Luna!" She stuck out her lip in a playful pout, "But why am I a weirdo?!"
"Nobody is this friendly! You instantly changed my mood, women don't typically pass out all this good energy for free." I prodded at her, "You must want something, did your phone die and you need someone to steal an ear bud from for a movie?"
She tried to hide her smile, she let out a long drawn out "well", a pause, "my phone may or may not be dead, you may or may not have seen right through my plan... but I'm not trying to bribe you for it! I promise! I did actually want to cheer you up and I'm glad I did."
"Well, I'm Darren. And I do appreciate it. I've got a butt ton of movies we can choose from once you start to bore me. "
She slammed her hands on my upper knees and blurted out "Hey!" She glared at me, and I realized how stunning her eyes were. "I hate being boring, what's your job?"
I laughed out loud, "you hate being boring but that's your opener? That's literally the most basic military introduction question there is! "
"I know thaaaaat, but it's a dice roll! If we're similar then we know what we can and can't relate to. So, answer!" Her hands are still on my knees.
"I'm comm, user side." (communications, everything from the wall to the user)
Her hands glide up my legs a bit and she grips my thighs, I look down at her hands and back up to her to see a goofy smile and she glances away while inhaling a big breath as she pulls her hands back to her own lap, looks back to me and hollers "ME TOOOO!! Well, I'm comm too! But cloud side." (everything from the wall to the internet)
I chuckled again, "I can't imagine why they thought it was better to keep you away from people!" (Users rarely interact with specialists in her career field, I'm the one they see)
"I know right! It's probably because I'm just so irresistible" she says as she dramatically pretends to flip her hair (which she can't do because it's tightly tied back as required while in uniform)
"Well, nobody in comm isn't a nerd. So what's your nerd fetish?"
In a dramatic valley girl impersonation she squeals "oh my gosshhhh I am SO GLAD you asked." Back to her normal voice she giggles, "I love comics!"
She notices my eyes light up, and her lips part slightly as she waits for my response... I think to myself, God she's beautiful.
I ask "DC or Marvel?"
I notice she goes to reach for me again but catches herself, she must just be a really touchy person. I take note to invite it from now on... I start to think, I wouldn't actually mind at all if she touches me, I need to stop being negative about it immediately.
She exclaims "DC of course!"
I give her a blank face stare for a moment, I let out an "oh." I jump to stand up and act like I'm going to find another seat, I was already looking around by the time she grabbed my wrists and yelped "no no no don't leeeaavee mee!"
We laugh and I settle back in, her skin, every time it touches me I get distracted. It's shockingly soft.
I start the conversation back up, "I do prefer Marvel but I'm not die hard either way, I like both!"
"That's good, extremists bother me."
I open my eyes wide and mumble under my breath "You're pretty extreme." as I roll my eyes.
She swats the air and dismisses my comment, "I know I know that's why I can't stand others who act that way. I must reign Supreme!"
"Haha, you'll be fine as long as you don't oppose me."
"Oh yeah?" She glares at me.
"Yeah! I can already tell we'd be much better as partners in crime anyway. You'd make the zombie apocalypse list for sure, and just from your personality. And I don't even know any of your talents yet."
Again she leans in and rests her bodyweight on my legs, "No way... you have a list too?"
I smirk and lean in towards her, challenging her for space, this time I'm ready. But she doesn't budge. "Of course! Though, I do put much more effort into who I'd kill off, rather than who'd I'd kee-" she cuts me off by lurching forward even closer now, I feel her breathe on my face as her eyes soften, she bites her lip as she moans softly. Quickly following up with a loud "oh my God, YES!"
It came out overly sexual and drew the attention of those still settling in around us, it grew quiet for a moment as everyone stared at us. All they saw was a beautiful woman practically on top of me, I can only imagine the view. I couldn't help but laugh, she was soon to follow.
Time continued and she apologized, she explained she loves imagining how she'd deal with those who cross her in a zombie apocalypse. I respond with "isn't it the best?" I continue where I left off, "I spend way less time on who I'd keep around. That list is waaaayy smaller than who I wanna get rid of haha."
"Same here. I hate people."
