Dirty, sweaty field sex
A female lieutenant rides me like there's no tomorrow
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Sometimes someone else's bright idea can get you killed. It was a philosophy that had proven true during prior deployments to Iraq. Now, that thought ran through my mind as the C-17 prepared to land at Baghdad International Airport. A few weeks earlier, my battalion commander had suggested that myself and one of the Lieutenants in our communications shop travel from our base in Afghanistan to various bases in Iraq to ensure computers being packed up and demobilized were properly routed to Afghanistan. The Commander then made immediate flight arrangements for me and Lieutenant Klein to fly from Afghanistan to Iraq. Now as the plane taxied down the runway at Baghdad international airport, I bit my lip nervously. It was October 2011, and all U.S. forces were slated to be withdrawn from Iraq by December 31. As a result, bases had been slimmed down to the minimum number of personnel and supplies. Naturally, this meant a greater force protection risk as well. None of this seemed to bother Lieutenant Klein as she sat in her seat, head buried in a paperback romance novel with a cheesy cover of a shirtless man and scantily clad women sauntering along a beach.
Lieutenant Lauren Klein was a recently commissioned Signal Corps officer who had had graduated from Northwestern University, completed her Signal office basic course, and somehow ended up augmenting our unit in Afghanistan. She was attractive in a girl next door sort of way and reminded me of the actress Anna Kendrick. However, from the first day of her arrival, she immediately struck me as someone who sucked up to the Battalion commander. In addition, she had a very nasally sounding voice and whenever she spoke, she sounded like she was whining. It practically negated her attractiveness.
I had served two deployments in Iraq and after leaving the last time in 2009 vowed I would never come back. It was a miserable country that conjured up bad memories. For her part, Lieutenant Klein was excited that she would get to see Iraq. Once we got off the C-17, we made our way to the nearby helipad to catch a Black Hawk helicopter flight to Forward Operating Base (FOB) Kalsu, a small U.S. base about twenty miles due south of Baghdad. That was where the bulk of the computer equipment had been collected and stored. As we waited at the helipad, Lieutenant Klein continued reading her book.
I closed my eyes for few minutes and thought back to my last time in Baghdad years ago. It was certainly much different now. With fewer soldiers around, there much less hustle and bustle than before. In fact, it seemed rather depressing, like watching a cleaning crew clean up after the end of a concert. Finally, our helicopter arrived, and Lieutenant Klein and I grabbed our ruck sacks and climbed aboard.
I handed the Lieutenant an extra pair of ear plugs which she accepted with a smile. Although I couldn't hear her over the sound of the rotor blades, I could see her mouth the word "thank you."
After a thirty-minute flight, we arrived at FOB Kalsu. Right off the flight line was a small memorial plaque indicating the base had been named after former Buffalo Bill's quarterback Bob Kalsu who had been killed in Vietnam while serving in the Army. We then made our way to the Mayor's cell to check in on the base and were directed to the communications shop. Once there, Lieutenant Klein did most of the talking which was fine with me.
The soldiers in the communications, or commo, shop noticed the ISAF patches on our left shoulders and gave us strange looks. They were even more surprised when they learned we'd flown in from Kabul Afghanistan.
The Captain in charge of the commo shop then lead us to a large connex shipping container secured by a padlock. He opened it and we were greeted with stacks of laptops piled on top of one another almost haphazardly.
"We'll I'll leave you guys to it," the Captain said as he slowly walked away.
Lieutenant Klein then took a stapled packet of folded papers from her right cargo pants pocket and opened them up.
"Well, Sergeant, we have our work cut out for us. The S-6 in Kabul gave us a list of the computer serial numbers he'd like us to route to Afghanistan."
She then took her uniform top off and neatly folded it before laying it on the ground next to the connex. I was pleasantly surprised at the site of her perky c-cup breasts, supported by a bra, gently protruding through her khaki tee shirt. I followed suit and removed my uniform top as well.
We then set about going through the pile of laptops and setting aside the computers we needed to ship back to Afghanistan. It was slow going and before long we had both worked up a sweat while working inside the close confines of the connex. I took a break and went to grab us both water bottles from a nearby water point. After handing a bottle to Lieutenant Klein, we both sat down on one side of the connex. Although she was a sweaty mess, and very flustered, the lieutenant looked cute with her loose bun coming undone and her bangs gently flowing over her face.
I didn't know her that well, but I had a feeling the Lieutenant wasn't married because she didn't wear a wedding ring. I imagined someone like her at least had a serious boyfriend. I decided to find out.
"So, are you married, ma'am?" I asked.
The Lieutenant turned to face me.
"Ha!" she replied as she wiped some sweat off her forehead and fixed the hairband around her bun.
"I assume that means no?" I chuckled.
"I'm currently single," she replied with a slight tone of disappointment.
I was surprised.
"I'm sorry to hear that, ma'am," I replied.
"So am I sergeant. So am I," she said with a sigh.
I laughed.
"I haven't been laid in ages and I could easily die tomorrow," she continued.
I was a bit taken back by her subtlety and didn't know how to reply.
I simply laughed again and shook my head.
She then looked over at me.
"Do you have anyone back home, Sergeant?" she asked.
I grinned.
"No one serious." I replied.
"Oh," she replied.
"It's hard to maintain a relationship between all of these deployments."
"I bet," she replied.
