This story Falls between
The Cowgirls of Baghdad
and
The Corporal
as it follows the main protagonist.
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January 2006
As the 747-jet taxied down the runway at Logan airport in Boston, I couldn't wait to get off. I had just spent three days traveling from Iraq to Kuwait to Atlanta and then on to Boston. As I looked out of the airplane window, I saw light snow falling. I knew winter in Boston would be an adjustment from the 100 degree plus weather of South-Central Iraq. I was still a little groggy from the Ambien I'd taken earlier that day, but the thought of seeing my girlfriend, Nicole, quickly perked me up. Nicole and I, both sophomores at Boston University, had started dating a couple of months before I got orders to deploy to Iraq. She was a cute brunette with brown eyes and a tan complexion and although she had a few extra pounds, she was still very attractive. We had first met in one of my elective psychology classes and after working up the courage to ask her out, we started casually dating. She was Italian and her wild and spontaneous personality definitely contrasted with my more conservative and quieter demeanor; nevertheless, we had fun together. She was definitely more sexually experienced than I was and she took personal pride in expanding my sexual horizons. However, there was only one thing she wouldn't do - anal sex. On a few occasions, usually after I'd had a few beers, I had broached the subject and she was very quick to shut me down. "Aren't I tight enough for you?" she would smirk. Other times, when she was angry at me, she'd threaten to buy a strap-on, fuck me in the ass and see how I liked it.
The night before I left Boston to go to Fort Benning for pre-deployment training, we had sex one last time. She wanted the night to be special and memorable, which for her meant lots of candles and incense combined with sexy lingerie she bought specially for the occasion. After the usual foreplay and oral we settled into our usual missionary position to get things going. While I was on top, she asked me if I had any special requests. I again brought up anal. She sighed.
"I'm starting to think you might be gay because all you talk about is anal!" she said.
I laughed as I continued thrusting into her.
"Why are you obsessed with it?" she asked.
"I'm not obsessed, I've just never done it and I want to cross it off my bucket list." I replied.
"Well you'll have to find someone else to do that with," she said.
"Ok," I said as I retreated from further conversation about the topic.
Now, as I sat looking out of the airplane window as it taxied to the gate, I thought about the last time Nicole and I had sex. It was pleasurable but certainly not memorable. I now had two weeks of leave from Iraq and would spend a few days in Boston with Nicole before heading off to see my family. Then I'd be back in Iraq. I wanted to have at least one memorable sexual experience for my memory bank when I returned to Iraq.
Once I got off the airplane, I made my way to the arrivals pickup area and looked for Nicole's car. Her parents had bought her a nice black BMW 3-series coupe. I often joked to myself that the car matched her personality perfectly; high maintenance yet sexy. After a few minutes, I spotted her car behind a few taxis. I waved to her and slowly walked towards her car. Since I was still in my Army desert camouflage uniform, I was pretty easy to spot. Nicole waved to me from inside her car. Once I got to her car, she popped the trunk and I quickly threw my carry-on bag inside before getting into the front passenger seat. We both leaned towards each other and kissed.
"I've missed you," she said.
"Me too," I replied.
"Tonight, I've cooked you one of my specialties, veal parmigiana," she said with a smile.
"Sounds delicious," I said.
For the next thirty minutes we drove through the dark, snowy streets of Boston as we made our way towards her off-campus apartment near Boston University. By luck, we found a parking spot not far her apartment. Once inside her apartment, I took off my boots and uniform top and we both gathered in the kitchen where she put the finishing touches on dinner.
When we sat down, she poured both of us generous glasses of white wine which paired perfectly with the meal she had prepared.
As we ate, she told me about the courses she was taking this semester and how she hated some of her professors. I laughed and said I'd gladly switch places with her. After we finished eating, I told her how delicious her veal parmigiana was and that it was the best meal I'd had in a long time. She smiled at me. After clearing the dishes, we retreated to her couch to watch some television and digest before the main event began. As we sat together on the couch, body to body, I felt my erection start to grow. I could smell the scent of her perfume emanating from her neck. I leaned over and kissed her gently on the neck. She blushed as she turned to face me.
Once we were both sufficiently digested, Nicole turned off the television. She then stood up and turned to face me.
"Don't come into the bedroom until I tell you to, ok?" she said with a mischievous grin.
I nodded. For the next ten minutes I waited in suspense.
By the time she finally summoned me to the Bedroom, my erection was throbbing in my pants.
As I entered her bedroom, I was greeted by the sexiest site I had seen in a long time. Nicole had let her hair down out of her ponytail and she wore a set of sexy black lingerie. She was lying in a seductive pose on top of her bed.
"Come here, soldier," she said as she waved me over with her finger.
I quickly took off my clothes and was completely naked as I jumped onto her bed. We started making out. At the same time, she gently stroked my fully erect penis.
"Tonight, all of your wishes are going to come true," she said.
