Hanna was called away to urgent business with a number of colleagues to support another area and was housed at an army barracks. After several days of long hours they were all given a free day to see some sights and in the evening were treated by the army to a Barbecue in the warm summer evening. Wearing tight black jeans, red tee shirt and black heels, she was feeling girly for the first time in a couple of days. The food was good, and the beer and drink flowed and she began to feel a tad tipsy, drinking vodka. Being one of only a few women, she found herself very popular with the local soldiers and her own male colleagues. She made a quick call home to her husband and after a few more minutes decided to return to her room.
On arrival she realised that she'd left her phone on the table back at the Barbie, so returned to collect it. By the time she had got back, those on her table had all left and there was no sign of the phone. As she looked around one of the soldiers, a well built dark haired white guy in his early twenties, sitting on the next table said, 'Hi, are you looking for your phone?"
'Yes', she replied, 'I think I left it on the table.'
'You did, Jay picked it up for safe keeping and was going to try and find you tomorrow.'
'Oh thanks, I not sure which one was Jay. I'd like to get it back now as I like to keep in touch with home and we're off tomorrow. Where does Jay live?' She asked.
The soldier nodded, 'No problem, I was about to leave I can take you. Jay was the big black guy, kept trying to chat you up all evening from what I overheard. He's hung like a... Opps, sorry probably not appropriate, bit too much of the amber nectar. I'm Steve by the way, Jay lives over there. Come on its only a couple of minutes.'
She smiled and nodded, aware that the alcohol from earlier was making her a little brave, 'Ok, thanks.'
They walked over to the accommodation block, went up to the second floor and pushed open a door into a large room containing four bed spaces, with a table in the middle of the room. Some huskey music was playing at a low volume, and the room lit only by a few bedside lamps. Three of the guys who occupied the room were sat around a table at the centre of the room chatting and drinking bottled beer. The forth was sitting on the end of his bed concentrating on opening the fresh beer in his hand. She noticed him first as he was wearing only his boxers, and his body was fit and toned, and almost coal black. As she entered he looked up and smiled warmly, 'Hi, Hanna isn't it? I assume you've come for your phone.'
She smiled back, ' Yes thanks for rescuing it. Sorry to disturb you guys but we're off tomorrow.'
'Hey no problem.' He got up and walked over handing her the beer he'd just opened, 'Have a drink and I'll get the phone. Hey guys give the lady a seat.'
She was a little taken aback, and didn't so much agree, as be carried along by a combination of the alcohol earlier and the friendly greeting. She found herself sat at the table and taking a sip from the beer, whilst the guys introduced themselves. The guy on her right was shorter than the others, but heavily built, with black skin lighter in shade to Jay, wearing grey track suit bottoms and a white sleeveless vest that highlighted his muscular arms, which rippled in response to him flicking his bottle gently to clink with hers. He named himself Cam, pointed to Vince opposite, who raised his bottle smiling, and then Tim on her left who nodded. Both were white but well tanned, wearing shorts and tee shirts, slimmer than Jay and Cam, however just as athletic.
Jay tossed a bottle to Steve who gabbed a spare chair and sat down. They all chatted as Jay retrieved the phone, which he chucked onto his bed before producing a bottle of tequila, shot glasses and a couple of lemons which he placed onto the table, 'Right let's have a shot to celebrate Hanna going home, and to a job well done!'
Hanna smiled and looked up at Jay, noticing as she did the well defined bulge in his boxers, 'I'm not sure about that, I've already had a few Vodkas and it's a long travel day tomorrow?'
'No worry then. You can sleep on the plane.' He replied laughing, giving a wink to acknowledge the fact she had noticed his impressive boxer display, causing her to blush. "Ok but just one, I have to get back!" She huskily replied, her mouth suddenly very dry.
Cam had immediately filled the shot glasses and passed her one whilst Vince cut up a lemon and poured salt onto the centre of the table. They picked up their glass and took a pinch of salt. Jay raised his glass in tune with the others and for the second time in a few minutes Hanna found herself complying without actually deciding to do so. 'Good job, Hanna!'
They all did the salt, lemon, Tequila shot thing, with Hanna following suit a second slower. They all laughed as Hanna shook her head, her light brown pony tail swishing from side to side, 'Uhhh, wow haven't done that for a while.' She giggled.
Cam quickly refilled the glasses, 'Well another to toast Jay for finding your phone and bringing such a delightful interlude to an otherwise dull evening.'
After another shot Hanna giggled as the glasses were filled again, 'Come on boys your'll get me drunk, I need to get back.'
Jay laughed, 'Are intentions are all good, honest. Last shot and I'll walk you back.
As soon as the shot was finished the track on the music changed to a slower beat, and Jay grabbed her wrist, pulled her up and began to dance, his powerful hands circling her waist, "Just a quick dance Hanna, as I love this track.'
Hanna was again carried forward, with conflicting feelings. On the one hand they were all good fun and she felt good, on the other she was in a barrack room with five squaddies and the only woman present, however the alcohol and the ego trip of being centre of attention won through, and her hands went up to rest on his shoulders as she swayed to the music. She became aware that the bulge in Jay's boxers was pushing against her groin and felt bigger and harder than she remembered. The feeling of his bare skin under her palms and the fact that this handsome well built man was getting turned on by her, was turning on her own juices. She felt his hands move round her waist to the small of her back drawing her closer, and causing her arms to squeeze up and she had to move her own hands up around Jays neck. Hanna then felt his hand move down and grasp her ass pulling her groin hard against his knee and sending a shudder through her body. She lent her forehead against his chest to try and steady herself. His scent mixed with the tequila was a heady brew. She looked up and saw Jay looking down at her a smile on his face as he lent in and covered her mouth with his, pushing his tongue against her lips. Her resistance melted, her lips parted, and allowed his tongue to invade her mouth, whilst she used her own to fence with his.