Twelve months. He'd been gone for twelve goddamn months. It had been a typical tour, if not a little short. She should have been used to him being away by now, but for some cruel reason, this time had been worse. Playing with herself was old after the first week. Her toys had gotten old by the second. Porn just made her miss him more, and they both realized the web cam was only good for so much.
Katherine was just 19 years old, a sophomore in college. At just 5'5" and 110 lbs, she was tiny, but he loved her that way. Her breasts were 32Bs and she always joked that a handful was all that was needed.
John was 6'1". He'd gained weight since he'd been in the service, mostly in muscle mass. When he came back from training, his body had completely changed. Katherine couldn't wait to see what actually being overseas had done for him.
They had met on the Outer Banks in North Carolina three years before. She'd snuck out of the cottage her family was staying in and met up with a few other teenagers she'd met earlier that day. The group ended up stealing a few packs of beer out of coolers around the island and headed for the beach. She had her first beer that night lying on the cool sand next to a boy she'd just met. It was warm and cheap, but it was the perfect excuse for them to walk off together behind the dunes. Soon they felt like they were the only ones on the island that night. They were inseparable until he left for basic training the summer after his senior year, and she left for college a few months later.
But in just two more hours he'd be at her door. She'd kicked her roommate out for the rest of the night. They would have the apartment all to themselves, and she knew they would use every bit of it. That night she was wearing brand new lingerie. The black lace pushed up her already perky assets as she admired herself in the mirror. She wore her curly long brown hair just like he liked and had just enough makeup on to highlight her eyes.
She walked to the kitchen to put the water on for the meal she planned on making. She'd never cooked with so little on, but made a note to do it again sometime. Just as she filled the pot, there was a knock on her door. She dropped the pot in the sink and stood on her toes to look through the peephole.
There he was with roses and a huge grin on his face. All of a sudden, Katherine had a huge stream of tears running down her face ruining her makeup. As soon as it was unlocked, John flung the door open. He hugged her, lifting her off the ground. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face to his. Within seconds, he had her up against a wall kissing her.
This is what she loved. She loved not being in control, not having to worry. She trusted him completely to take control of her, the situation, anything.
He paused although his lips barely parted from hers. He whispered, "Hey, Beautiful."
He lifted her off of her feet. She clung to him even though she didn't need to. He had her on her bed in seconds. He stepped back to get his boots off, and she got her first good look at him. His arms and chest were huge under the camouflage. His face was tan and there was a new scar above his eyebrow. She parted her lips to ask what had happened when all of a sudden he was on top of her kissing her. Her hands grabbed his arms and pulled him even closer, then they went to work on his shirt. He helped take it off, along with his undershirt. All the while, he kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her neck, and her collarbone. He had moved her bra straps off her shoulders to start with them when she pushed her hands against his chest. "I just need to take all of this in."
He grinned and said, "Well, that shouldn't be a problem," and started unbuttoning his pants.
She laughed, "You know what I mean. Just let me look at you."
He rolled over onto his side without taking his eyes off of hers. "I'm all yours."