Once upon a time, there was this striking female civilian who provided professional support to Uncle Sam. As things come to happen, she started dating a Special Forces man. Both were very enamored with each other's looks and jobs – face it – it was lust.
She was an emerald-green eyed, 5' 5" professional. She worked out and had developed a curvy 125 pound figure that was accented by her mid-back her long wavy red tresses. She had a walk …that many loved to watch. Her southern girlfriends teased her about it, asking her where the porch was for that swing.
He was…was…face it, ALL MAN. His 34" waist and 50" chest were accented by all the muscles his workouts and the Service required of him. His hair sandy blonde buzz cut, his eyes light brown and full of fire. Sexually, they were an awesome match…her petite flexibility - his raw power.
As servicemen are apt to do, he was called away for a deployment aboard Ship. The same ship where some of the personnel and aircraft she supported were deployed.
One day, shortly after he left, she got a call to board that ship in support of the armed service. This is her email to him.
"Can you imagine?? They're sending ME to YOU. It's the job, of course, but I can't think of better fringe benefits. We'll have to find someplace to hide. I'm already getting totally turned on by THAT idea. Working near you and not letting anyone know we were gonna sneak off.....whew!
But we both know… I'd have to get away from the job to see you. Do you think we could find a dark cubby somewhere? I think we could...Once in that small dark hole, let me describe to you what I will do to you.
First thing I'd do… is kiss you. Long and Hard....I want to feel you against me. I want to feel your hands over my back and in my hair! I want to taste your lips, your sweat. I want to smell you. Your hands on my breasts and between my legs. I want to feel your chest. I want to run my hands over your body. I want to rake my nails down your back…along your forearms. I want to caress your balls in my hands and stroke your cock thru your uniform.
It won't take long before I want to do more than caress and stroke you thru clothes. I will want to kiss your chest, feel the silkiness of your cock shaft. So I start to unzip the mandatory work overalls! When the zipper is down about 12 inches, I'll slide my hand inside. I'll run my nails over your stomach…feel your six-pack. Letting them go over to your nipples…feeling them harden under my touch.