AIR FORCE BLUE
(Line and Renee)
A LESBIAN STORY
It was a cold winter night at an Air Force base up north on a Friday. While many soldiers were out at the bars drinking heavily and chasing skirts, others were having a great time at the Junior Ranks Mess Hall where a huge Mess Dinner was held before the Holiday Season. Members of the military community, men and women, were all dressed up for the grand occasion.
Wearing dry cleaned uniforms, jackets decorated with medals, well-pressed pants, black shiny boots looking like mirrors, proud men serving their country. Several women were dressed up the same as the men, while others, and plenty of them, wore nice short skirts, brown nylons, and shiny black high heels. A sea of people wearing blue uniforms: Air Force all the way!
While savouring their three-course dinners along with glasses of wine and flutes of champagne, soldiers of all ranks were having conversations of all kinds. What nobody noticed was two women sitting beside each other, talking about their monotonous lives at home. One of them was a single mother of one boy, the other married with two boys -- and her husband and children were away for the weekend.
Line is a cute French lady with short dark hair, a single mother wearing glasses. A real bigger woman with a huge bulging booty, huge thighs, huge calves, all dressed up in her blue uniform wearing a short blue skirt -- very tight on her -- brown nylons, and black high heels. A gold medal is pinned above the left breast pocket of her uniform -- an award for twelve years of dedicated service without any incidents. She drove vehicles for the military from limousines and staff cars to big fuel trucks. A hard-dedicated worker, very proud to a member of the Air Force.
Her friend Renee was rather a different woman. Married with two boys, she developed a reputation of cheating on her husband and ex-boyfriends before her marriage with all the men she desired. She was exceptionally talented at giving every man she met the most mind-blowing blowjobs they've ever had. Working part-time at a bar, she met other military men and civilians alike for some wild sexual escapades. What she does not realize is that the lady sitting next to her has not stopped staring at her beautiful body.
Over the last few months, Line has been fantasizing about Renee. While delivering goods to a warehouse daily, Line deals with Renee regarding all the paperwork. They became friends, and on that cold winter night at the Mess Dinner, they made sure they sat next to each other.
Who could blame Line for dreaming about that hot tall short haired brunette, with a nice big toned hard butt, sexy legs, and luscious lips used to perform fellatio? Like Line, she wore her uniform proudly, with a short blue skirt, brown nylons, and black high heels with that gold medal award pinned on her jacket as well.
Line's eyes were only on Renee. As they were talking, Renee could feel Line's hand caressing her legs under the table. At first, Renee became deeply surprised, trying very hard not to show her puzzled look to all the other people around at their table. She pretended as everything was normal. Her friend had just too much to drink.
Line could not stop caressing Renee's brown nylons covered legs. Renee grabbed Line's hand, but Line held onto it tightly. Still, they kept on talking. Renee said to Line that it was a good time to go home and asked Line if she wanted a ride. Line gladly accepted.
Both women walked across the dining hall all the way to the coat area where all the Air Force blue trench coats were hanging. They were the only ones leaving the Mess Hall at that moment. Like a gentleman, Line grabbed Renee's long trench coat, helped her to put it on. Renee was even more surprised at that gesture. When she turned around, Line grabbed Renee by her coat, pulled her towards her to give her a nice long kiss.
Shocked and confused, Renee told Line to come with her right now. She was more worried that anyone witnessed what just happened, but thankfully no one was around. Both women walked towards the parking lot into that cold winter air. With their shiny high heels on, they made sure that they not slip on any ice.
Line sat on the passenger side of Renee's minivan. As Renee started driving her vehicle, she was still shocked at that unexpected kiss.
"I cannot believe that you kissed me, Line. What's the matter with you?" Renee asked still stunned.
"I wanted to do this for a very long time