The Soldiers

My husband works away from home most weeks. This week he was working on a project near an army base. His work was going to prevent him from coming home on the weekend, so I decided to drive to join him. He always has a suite, in a hotel to work out of, which doubles as his office. I planned to get there early in the afternoon on Friday.

It was warm out and I had a long drive, so I dressed in a pair of bright green nylon shorts that sat low on my waste, resting on my hips. They fit loose around my legs and barely covered my butt. I wore a white t-shirt and tied it around me, a little below my boobs. I had on a pair of skimpy white lace cheeky panties that left my butt cheeks exposed and hugged every crevice. My still perky 34B breasts don't seem to require support, so I chose not to confine them in a bra. My nipples seemed appreciate the freedom and were standing at attention looking like head lights poking against my top. I looked in the full-length mirror before I walked to my car, thinking my husband and possibly some truckers on the interstate would enjoy the view.

He usually works alone so I stopped by the strip mall where he was working, to pick up a room key. Then I planned to go to the hotel to settle in and wait for him. I was surprised to find three other workers there installing the fire protection sprinklers.

I don't think that those guys minded a fit 40 something 5'5", 120# strawberry blonde, with her nipples poking against the thin T-shirt that was tied around her exposing her narrow waist, wearing shorts that sat low on her hips and made her legs seem long, with just a hint of butt cheek showing, distracting them from their work.

All the worked seemed to stop as I wrapped my arms around my husband giving him a long kiss. I expect that my arms reaching above my husband's shoulders caused my shorts to show a little more of my ass. When the kiss ended, I got the key, and my husband walked me to my car. As I drove off, I noticed my husband and the other three workers standing watching me. I gave them a smile and a wave, and I headed to the hotel feeling pretty pleased that all four men seemed appreciate me visiting their work site.

Once I got inside the room, I decided to get a shower. I gave that small patch of red hair a fresh trim. After the shower I slipped on my short robe and lay on the couch waiting for him to join me.

I had fallen asleep and woke to my husband leaning over me with his hands roaming under the

robe enjoying my naked body. Once he was undressed, he headed for a quick shower. After he the daily grime was washed away, he sat on the couch. I pushed his knees apart and kneeled between his legs. My elbows were over his legs. One hand was gently cupping his testicles as the other wrapped around his semi hard shaft. I slowly let my tongue slide up his cock. I teased the tip licking all around. It was obvious he was enjoying it as a drop of pre cum appeared. I touched the tip of my tongue to the sticky fluid then pulled away stretching it an inch or so.

I rolled my eyes up looking into my lover's eyes before I lowered my mouth over his now hard cock. I lost suction on his cock for a couple seconds as I smiled around his cock when I heard him moaning with pleasure. I started sliding my mouth up his pole keeping my lips and tongue pressed against his shaft until only the head was left. I teased him by pressing my teeth on his hard penis. Slowly I slid down farther and farther until my lips were touching his pubic hair with his pole was pushed against the back of my throat. I held it there as long as I could. I think my gagging nearly caused an orgasmed.

After I could breathe again, I moved my body up over him. My knees were on each side of his legs. With his help guiding I lowered impaling myself on his shaft. With my bare breasts rubbing against his chest and my warm wet pussy sliding up and down on his excited cock he went off way too soon. I sat there as I enjoyed his cock slowly softening.

After we showered together, we got dressed to go eat. I wore his favorite denim dress. It had buttons all up the front and fit snug, hugging my body. It hit me just above the knees. I purposely left a couple buttons at the bottom unfastened.

The hotel had a nice restaurant, so we decided to go there. He was very touchy feely all during dinner. Wait, I almost made it sound like I didn't like it. That's definitely not true! As we ate my mind was thinking about round two in our room with him. I hate not getting sex all week when he is gone.

There was a DJ starting to play as we finished eating and after we paid, it was decided we would go for a drink and maybe dance. We were shocked as we entered the bar, that it was standing room only. We got drinks and found a place along the wall to stand. A song I loved started and we danced still holding our drinks. After the dance we went back to the wall.

That's when a young guy approached and asked if we would like to join him at his table. At first, I thought" Nope not interested!", but my husband cheerfully excepted as he took my hand, and we followed the young stranger. When we got to his table which was in the back corner next to the dance floor, I started thinking "I'm out of here".

He had two young friends sitting at a table for 6. My husband pulled a chair out for me and reluctantly I sat down. Before long we knew they were 20 years old and soldiers from the army base. As I got comfortable, we found out they were being deployed to Afghanistan the following week.

I have a soft spot on my heart for every soldier. My husband was in the army soon after we got married but that's another story. These guys were all young and kind of cute and above all they seemed very respectful. As I danced with my husband he asked if I wanted to leave. I had changed my mind and didn't want to leave!

As we got back to the table one of the guys asked my husband if he would mind if he asked me to dance. That opened the flood gate, and I danced with each of the guys at our table, several times that night.

Of course, the drinks kept coming. We are not big on drinking, one beer at most. My beer was still nearly full when the next round came. So, after a lot of dancing and flirting all around, suddenly the slightly intoxicated youngest of the trio announced, "I'm going off to war and I have never had sex with a woman."

Let me try to explain my reaction to that. Speechless, check! Red face, check! Heart rate increased, check! Panties suddenly wet, definitely! Get the picture?

Everyone including my loving husband was laughing at the intoxicated young virgin soldier, except me. I was sitting quietly while on the inside I was screaming OMG. When this night started, I definitely hadn't planned on having sex with any man other than my husband. However, at that moment I just wanted to take the young virgin solder by the hand and find a room with a bed. Pretty soon the DJ played a slow song, and it was like feeding time at the lion's den.

I quickly grabbed my husband's hand and pulled him to the dance floor. I was certain I could not handle being close to any of the soldiers especially the virgin. I leaned against my hub with my hands on his shoulders, laying my head on his chest. Of course, his hands were soon holding my ass. Pretty soon he asked, "Are you alright?"

"I'm not sure." I whispered." I feel so bad for him."

Of course, he knew who I felt sorry for and asked," what do you want to do about it?"

I lifted my head off his chest looking him in the eyes and said," I don't know what I could do."

I think it was a good thing there wasn't a camera taking pictures of my face when he calmly said, "you could have sex with him!"

My mind was screaming, "wait what," but my body was saying, "OH HELL YEAH." I just kept looking at him more speechless because of my own reaction than his. His next words almost caused me to either have a stroke or an orgasm I wasn't really sure which would happen first.

"You know, it wouldn't be right to only have sex with him." he said.

"I am old enough to be their mother," I said as I stared into his eyes.

"Somehow I don't think they care," he said

My head felt so heavy at that moment, and it basically fell against his chest. About then was when I realized the song was over. I asked him to walk me to the bathroom. I was in there trying to decide if my husband was serious and if I actually could go through with it.

I decided to do something that would give my husband a chance to whisk me away and make love to me over and over while I imagined being a plaything for three young men and my husband.

I walked out to my anxiously waiting husband and quietly handed him my still warm French cut bikini panties and I said," will you hold these for me?" I smiled and turned walking towards the table. I suppose it wasn't much of a surprise that he quickly followed me.

I barely got sat down before his hand went to my lap. He started fiddling with the buttons on the lower part of my dress. Before long another slow dance started, and my husband quickly pulled me up this time to dance. Maybe he is the exception to husbands, but his hands certainly were wandering more this time. I soon realized he had unbuttoned my dress almost to my crotch and now he was lifting and pulling it open exposing me to anyone who might be watching. The exhibitionist in me didn't protest, I just kept looking up into his eyes and let him have his fun.

When the dance was over, I was almost attacked by the virgin wanting to dance, before my husband even got me back to the table. He pulled me closer than any of them had before. I could feel his cock bumping against me while we danced. I suppose what we were doing was dancing. It almost seemed like a standing lap dance as he ground his obviously hard cock against me. His hands were feeling my butt through my dress.

The next dance was "The Stair way to Heaven" and I was shocked when the other two both took me back on the dance floor. By this time the place was emptying out. I think that was a good thing because those guys (one in front, one close behind) were more molesting me than dancing. I looked over at the table and there sat my husband looking a lot like the cat that ate the canary.

I had my arms around the neck of the young soldier in front as his arms wrapped around me. His buddy soon had his hands around between us. I realized that the guy behind me was unfastening more buttons. I tried to lower my arms to stop him, but they were trapped by the guy in front.

I quickly looked towards our table. I don't know if I was looking for assistance or permission. Obviously, my husband was enjoying the show just like anyone else close enough to watch. I decided to put my arms back on the soldier's shoulders and let them play

I was a little concerned when I was pretty sure that there were no buttons on my dress still fastened. It didn't take long to have that suspicion confirmed when a hand came around me from my left and inside of my now open dress and cupped my braless breast. Another hand soon was around me from my right resting gently on stomach briefly before it slowly slid lower. The hand gently squeezing my breast was using its thumb to tease my nipple. The other hand was now resting on my mound as his fingers made little circles on my clit. The young man in front had both of his hands inside my dress and was cupping my butt cheeks, gently spreading them as his fingers searched for any opening.

My mind was swirling, and my body was trembling as the song ended. The three of us were more just standing than we were dancing at that point. It took a minute for me to close my dress and walk back to the table.

I hadn't been sitting long as I fastened a few buttons on my dress trying to catch my breath and get my body to relax from the impending orgasm that was building inside me, when our waitress leaned over me with her hands on my shoulders, telling us the bartender said we should cool it or leave.

It became obvious what had set those guys off when the waitress started to collect the empty long necks. There hanging over the bottles were my panties. The waitress took it stride and gently lifted them and leaned whispering in my ear, "I think you lost something." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek and added," Have fun!"

I reluctantly looked at my husband and said, "Maybe we should go before we get arrested."

He agreed but the three soldiers definitely seemed disappointed. That's when my loving husband looked at me and asked," Should we invite them up to the room?"

That took me by surprise. I could only nod my head yes. He gave our new friends the room number and instructed them to wait twenty minutes. There was complete silence as we walked hand in hand to the elevator. Once the door closed my husband pushed me against the back wall. He kissed me as he once again unfastened my dress, pulling it open exposing my front completely as his hands explored my body. Just as the door opened, he pushed the open dress off my shoulders. I didn't resist, I slid my arms out letting him hold my dress as we walked slowly down the hallway with me leading the way and him following to take in the view of his naked wife walking to our room.

Once we were inside the room, I started to undress him thinking we would make love until the soldiers got there. I was disappointed when he said," You should get ready; you will be all mine later, if I make love to you now, I might not let them in"

After I decided what I would wear, I covered my hair with one of those sexy shower caps and took a quick shower so I was nice clean for the young men who I assumed would be joining us soon.

After my shower I touched up my makeup and applied my Tabu bath powder. I had purchased a new pair of lavender silk spaghetti strap camisole pajama set. The sides of the bottoms were open almost to the waistband of the bottoms. The material definitely didn't hide much.

I walked out to find my husband anxiously waiting on me. Apparently, he liked my appearance. He wrapped me in a hug and gave me a kiss. He started pulling me towards the bedroom. I stopped him saying," Sorry, you missed your chance, now you have to wait until later." I gave him a long kiss before I slipped my robe on.

I wondered if those soldiers would actually be brave enough to show up. My question was answered when I heard a knock on the door.

At that moment I was almost in a panic. The heat of the moment on the dance floor of being molested by two young soldiers was gone. Now the realization of what I had possibly unintentionally agreed to was setting in.

I'm sure I had the look of a deer caught in the headlights on my face as I stared at my smiling husband. I was very thankful that he had a suite. I quickly exited into the bedroom, pulling the door closed behind me.

I sat on the edge of the bed listening as my husband opened the door for the soldiers. My heart was pounding, and my mind was racing, remembering all those times when we were making love in our bed at home and my husband would softly tell me about the imaginary men waiting outside our door for their turn at having sex with me.

He made the fantasy seem real by using our friend (B.O.B.) to keep it going for long periods until I was exhausted from the many orgasms or the batteries in our toy died. My favorite part was always when he reclaimed his wife after the imaginary strangers took a turn and we would fall asleep in each other's arms. Tonight was different, this wasn't a fantasy, it was real. There were three actual men waiting with my husband just outside the door and it could be happening soon, unless I chickened out.

I forced myself off the bed pulled my robe closed and walked to the door. I took one last deep breath and opened the door. My husband was sitting in the armchair, and the three potential young lovers were side by side on the couch. The silence was deafening as I walked to my husband. He stood up and wrapped his arms around me and gave me a long kiss.

His next move removed any doubt he wanted the fantasy we had played in our bed to actually happen. As he looked into my eyes, he slowly untied the belt holding my robe closed. Soon the robe was lying on the floor around my feet. He took a step back and looked at my nearly naked body. He slowly turned me in a circle letting the soldiers see his wife. I kissed him again and whispered, "Do you really want me to do this?"

His answer left me with a decision to make. "Yes, but only if you want it to happen too," he said.

I took a deep breath trying to somehow find enough courage to fulfill my husband's fantasy. I turned pressing my back against my husband. I smiled and lifted my hand pointed at the young virgin solder and motioned for him to follow. I held my husband's hand as I led the way to the bedroom.

Once the door was shut, I stood in front of my husband. The wide-eyed soldier watched as my husband lifted my thin see thru top over my head exposing my firm and perky 42-year-old breasts. I could feel my body tense as his hands wasted no time sliding my bottoms down my legs leaving my 34B 24 36 body completely exposed.

I gave my husband one more kiss before I turned my attention to the virgin. Without saying anything I lifted the young man's shirt. He was very cooperative as he removed it. I unfastened his belt. He seemed to be anxious to help as he took over the task of getting his pants off. His 20-year-old body was smooth. His boxer shorts had a nice bulge. and strong.

I quickly looked to find my husband standing close. I gave him a quick kiss before gently moving the soldier to sit on the edge of the bed. I cupped the bulge in his boxers with my hand and was a little surprise to find it still fairly soft. His body seemed to actually be trembling'

"Take a deep breath and try to relax," I whispered.

I realized that between the alcohol he had drank, which was wearing off and being totally nervous, probably partly due to my husband watching the show, I had a little work to do if I was going to relieve him of the burden of his virginity. I actually liked the idea of that challenge, as a matter of fact it helped my mind justify what I was doing,

I pushed his knees wider and took a spot between them with my knees on the floor, letting my bare breasts casually touch the inside of each thigh. I watched his face as I softly let my fingers gently slide up his inner thighs. It must have been feeling ok because his eyes closed briefly, and I think he might have stopped breathing for a few seconds.

Just as my fingers reached his boxers I leaned and pressed my mouth against the still soft bulge that was covered by the material. I raised up and gave each of his nipples a quick kiss. I let my tongue slide down his smooth skin stopping at the waist band of those now annoying boxers.

My teeth latched onto the elastic and pulled down. He started to help get the boxers off, but I pushed his hands away and said," just relax and let me play!"

I did allow him to raise his butt briefly off the bed so I could finally get him naked. His cock was starting to grow. I didn't use my hands as I managed to get his semi soft male organ in my mouth. I started on just the tip, nursing it like I was a baby with a pacifier, but soon my lips were touching the dark hair at the base. Locking my lips around his quickly growing cock I moved slowly up and down without letting my mouth and tongue loose contact. Each time I lowered onto his cock it grew longer and wider until it was hitting the back of my throat.

I made one last trip down on his dick, holding it far back in my throat as long as I could. I caught my breath as I realized I was so extremely turned on. Suddenly it became more about my need for sex than helping a young warrior lose his virginity. I quickly moved up straddling him.