For the last ten months the only contact he had was email when he had the time and it had to be basic. Thank goodness she sent him pictures and voice clips to keep his morale up or he might have gone insane. This tour of duty had been hard on him, one man can only take so much. This one was the third 'going to war' and it felt emptier then any other time. This time he figured it was because he had someone to go home to.
They met only 6 months before he left in an online chat room. They had discussed things he wasn't sure he would ever be able to tell anyone. They stayed up hours just talking on the phone about feelings and thoughts. They threw in hopes and dream conversations along the way. He had fallen in love with someone he had never met. He felt like he knew her better then he had ever known anyone and that she knew him just as well.
When he got the call that he was to go on another tour he had a plane ticket to see her, since she was a couple states away. But he shipped out when he'd planned on visiting her, so he canceled his trip and went back to the 'war zone'.
They of course had talked about the disappointment they both felt for not being able to meet and spend time together as they planned. But she said she understood and would keep in contact with him the best she could. With email it was a lot easier now then it had been for soldiers in the past. So almost daily he got a picture of her doing something in her life. One day it had been her with a coffee cup, looking half awake. It made him smile.
He had to admit that he liked the sexy pictures best. One time she got frisk and sent him a picture of her fingers in her pussy. Her juices were dripping around it her finger in the picture. She also sent him an email explaining in great detail how she had used her fingers to cum. She gave him details such as how her pussy clamped around her fingers and her body shook as her cum released. He had to take her email and photo to the boys room so that he too could cum as he thought of her.
There were many other emails and each one of them was special to him for a different reason. They were exciting, sweet and some of them were arousing. He couldn't wait to get home and speak to her on the phone again. Then buy another plane ticket and see her in person. He had to calm down, he was getting way too excited and the helicopter wouldn't come to pick him up for another half hour. He ha to get his bags packed.
Finally he hears the helicopter approaching, he can't help himself and he grabs his bags then runs to the landing point. The helicopter is only the first part of his journey back home but he is excited. He gets the all clear and hurries onto the chopper, settling his bags beside him and easing into the seat. He relaxes as he prepares for the hour long ride to the nearest airport.
Looking around he notices the faces of the other men and women that are also returning home after this tour. Some of them from his camp and others that were picked up before he got on board. As he looks from face to face all the emotions that have been devoid from combat are there. Their eyes telling a story of elation and trepidation, knowing all the things that have happened, things they've seen and heard. It will not be as it was before they left. The unknown is written all over them hands and feet twitchy, the salty sweat wafting through the cabin but most of all the guilt of things they went through and things they missed back home. No one knew what to expect when they got back to life as it was before.
Shaking his head he goes back to thoughts of himself and the woman he fully intends to hold soon. He He thinks of how he will hold her, running his hands over her body as he places gentle kisses on her collar bone. Smiling he keeps wandering to her smile and thinks about how his hands will roam every inch of her. He'll then follow his touch with kisses, leading all the way down her body to her sweet spot. Mmmmm, her sweet spot. How many times had he wrapped his hand tightly around his cock and pumped it until cum shot out the tip? Well it had been far too many to times to count and all because this woman was always on his mind. The way she would feel, smell and taste drove him to a hardness he had never experienced.
Adjusting to his uncomfortable uniform pants he decides to change his thoughts or the airport restroom stall will be a place to cum before his flight home. Smiling as he adjusts again he makes a checklist in his mind of things to do once he gets home. Get the dog, clean the cobwebs from the corners of the house and get the car out of storage. It's been ten months after all and his house was probably drab and musty from being empty.
He got to the airport and boarded his flight. Keeping his mind on the trip back to civilization he decides that he should settle in since its a long 8 hours before touchdown. He asks the flight attendant if there are any cabins remaining, then upgrades when she says there is one left. He falls asleep thinking of his to do list.
He wakes with a knock on the cabin door letting him know the plane is landing and he needs to be in his seat. Minutes later another knock and someone comes in to check that he is in fact up and ready for landing. Hearing the Captain over the intercom he realizes just how real coming home is. Finally, after so long he can call her. Once the plane stops with his hands shaking he picks up the phone and dials her number. She isn't at home so he hangs up and dials her cell phone.
"Hello" She answers.
"Cyndy? Is it you?" He is almost jumping up and down with excitement.
"Welcome home baby! It's so good to hear your voice." She says with strong emotion in her voice
"I am finally back, we are just deplaning now. I will call you to talk more when I get home." He hangs up fast.
He feels silly just calling to hear her but his nerves get the better of him. He didn't even think to ask where she was or if she might be busy when he got home. He wasn't sure he cared, he knew that he needed her. Needed those hours and hours worth of conversation that they had always had. The ones where they got so tired they were giddy and couldn't stop laughing. She had a voice that was so sweet and innocent, but then she could sound sexier then hell if she talked just right. He was getting hard again thinking of the phone sex they had on many occasions.
He got his bags and made his way to customs filling out the paperwork with immunizations statements signed. Then once it was all done he made his away around the corner to the lobby. Seeing all the families there to greet their loved ones made him envious that he had no one. He hears his name and looks down at his phone; no he'd hung it up. So he looks around and he sees her standing there. Suddenly he can't breathe, he can't move and he swallows hard. She is scared but smiling as she searches his face for some sign that everything is ok.
