Feeling the seam of her pants rub her clit and labia as she sat began to excite her. It had been months since she had had sex and she wanted to feel a man inside her again. All the toys in the planet could not pleasure and bring her to climax the way a real penis could. Toys were fun and she had a few but what she really craved was the real thing. She figured tonight would be like every other night, quietly rubbing herself and massaging her vibrator along her clit and slipping it inside her pussy, feeling the hard, dry, silicone cock drag past her pussy lips as she tried not to audibly moan. She had a "room" to herself but those four walls were thin plywood. She often wondered what the guys would think if they got to listen to her moan from the pleasure of her vibrating dildo. Fuck she thought, I gotta focus.
She was deployed and surrounded by men but was too afraid of what others would think if she just went up to a guy and asked him to fuck her but man did she want to.
As she got up to adjust and get some fresh air the camp sergeant major asked her for a sidebar. They went outside, he placed his hand on the small of her back as he led her to the side of the building. It wasn't a sexual touch but she wished it were. Her body grew more excited at his touch and her panties bunched between her labia, setting her clit more on fire but she couldn't adjust with him right there.
A man could but not a woman, damn double standards, she thought.
As they walked to the back side of the corner he said, "I'd like you to remain as professional as you can. The purpose of this conversation is personal."
She wondered if he was going to complain about something dumb being that she was one of few females on the camp. Irritated she asked, "What's the problem man", she was close enough in rank that she didn't care to be respectful at this point.
"No problem", he said, "a proposition, maybe? I don't know. I uh. I'd like to know if you'd let me invite you to my room for, um, uh, I guess, relations?"
She let out an audible sigh and a bit of a laugh. As excited and relieved as she was she decided to fuck with him a little first. "You realize this is sexual harassment, right? I could report you for this."
"You could. Or you could just say no and I wouldn't mention anything or do anything offensive towards you again." He replied quickly.
"I could," she said, feigning contemplation, "or I could ask how you expected this to play out. Would I go to your room with you, your hand on the small of my back again, making my tight little pussy clench with excitement at every step? Or would I go at a separate time pretending to have a question, maybe about how you plan to fuck me till it hurts? And of course when would you like to bury your hard dry cock deep into my thirsty pussy? Oh and, will we mutually be satisfied with the results of these relations?" She was coyly smiling and moved her hands to her hips while jutting one out. She made sure to speak more slowly and softly as she spoke but remained professional in demeanor.
"Well" he said blushing, "to be honest I hadn't thought it that far through. Yes both of us would be mutually satisfied, that I can guarantee. I suppose I'm available anytime after dinner chow and you can come by my room whenever you like. We're all adults here, if someone sees a woman entering my room I can give two fucks what they think about it. You aren't married are you?"
"No, are you?"
"No"
"Great, then I will see you after dinner chow. You should know my panties are already wet from this conversation and the anticipation of tonight's activities, sergeant major."
"Well now I think you should know I might need to go rub one out after hearing all that suggestive talk from you."
"I don't think so" she said, "I want to milk every last bit of cum from that dick tonight sergeant major." She winked and walked to the latrine to adjust her panties. They really were soaked. Her juices were dripping all over them.
After chow she showered and headed straight to his room. The perks of being a sergeant major on a small camp meant he got a whole room and building to himself.
It wasn't huge but at least there weren't any neighbors to hear her, she thought. The hardest part about this deployment was not letting on to her masturbation.
She opened the door wide and stepped in confidently.
He was laying on his bed with his phone in his hand, propping himself up he said "lock it".
She turned and locked it and set her shower items in front of it. Making sure to bend at the waist with one leg bent. She wore only short running shorts that almost glimpsed her labia as she bent and a loose tan t shirt. She had no intentions of making this more difficult for him or her.
