What we were about to do was definitely taboo. Against all of the regulations. Shit, I was about to throw the regs out the window. I wondered how many other non-coms or officers had done the same thing over the years. When it happened it was because of sweet, tempting little tarts like Lovall.
It had started about a week ago. I was a training sergeant in my Military Occupational Specialty. We were here at Fort Meade, which was the only base for Advanced Individual Training in this MOS. I was teaching recruits and others in the MOS of 25V, for Combat Photographers.
The official title was Combat Documentation/Production, but what these troops would do was record what happened out in the field, during combat, and any other things that their commanders wanted recorded. For history and for showing the world what we did as soldiers.
They were allowing females into the MOS now, and, as always, we had some good recruits. Both intelligent and, often enough, nice looking. I didn't look. Not as a rule. It was not done, and one could be drummed out of the service if you did, and were caught. We were now in the last weeks of the final phase of AIT. This was Phase V.
Lovall was doing fine. She had learned how to use all of the equipment. She had obviously had some experience with still photography. She was still learning to use the kinds of filming equipment we used in the Army. We were often behind times in our technology, but what we had was perfectly adequate for the mission. Just as I found her quite adequate for stirring my manhood during some classes.
The trainees had individual rooms here now. The barracks had been upgraded in the last few years. The old, rickety, out of date housing was being replaced. Our students had a room alone, but shared a latrine with another recruit. And the sexes were segregated. I understood that Lovall shared a latrine with another troop named Donahue. I had overheard them mentioning they were together for Basic Combat Training at Fort Jackson.
Both female recruits had kept their up off of their necks, within regs. Lovall had black hair in a short cut, while Donahue was a red head with longer hair. Both were sweet looking. Lovall sometimes wore glasses, and sometimes she was without them, with contacts I suppose. Both of those types of eyewear were allowed in Phase V.
During different phases the students had different regs to follow. During this phase they could sign out of the living quarters in the evening, as long as they were back at a given time. They could not drink, either in the housing or outside. And they all were not allowed to fraternize sexually, with anyone. That was completely against all regs. Unless it was a spouse, of course.
One day, after a class, Lovall stopped by my desk after all the other students had left. She dropped a slip of paper on the dais, and then quickly exited, to join Donahue at the door. They were giggling as they went off to their next training session. I picked up the note. It said simply:
"Just wanted to know how well I was doing, Sgt. I love your class. You're a great teacher."
I was pleased. Was she implying something? Was she interested in me as a man? I was not inclined to allow myself to get involved with a lower enlisted person, especially not a recruit in AIT. It would be madness. The service would destroy me, and my girlfriend would kill me.
Damn! Why was I even contemplating it? Because Lovall was a fine piece of ass. That is the simple answer. Shit. I should just report her ass, and let Command take care of it.
She had printed the note. Unsigned, of course. I could report it. She would simply say it didn't mean anything at all. My word against hers. They would believe me, but it would still be in my record. Damn. And you know, I could feel my prick getting hard. I had students coming in for the next class. The little tramp was affecting me. I would have to think about it.
The next day I slipped a note into her study guide. It was simple. It said:
"Meet me at PX. 1900 hours. Tonight."
I was waiting in the Post Exchange that evening, after dinner. I told my girlfriend I had some paperwork to do at the training facility. I couldn't see her that night. Sitting at a table in the dining area I glanced around, waiting for Lovall to appear. I didn't really know if I wanted her to do so, or not. I was fucking conflicted, dammit!
Then she was standing by the table. She slowly lowered herself into the seat opposite mine, with a tentative smile on her face. She was unsure. I was going to assure the little slut.
"Hello Private. You can relax. I was going to tell you that I thought you were doing fine in class. I did have one concern though."
"What would that be, Sergeant?" A look of concern came on her face.
"I hate to see some of you soldiers getting soft. I think you could stay in better shape. You're not bad, but I think you may be getting soft. Understood?"
"I try to workout, Sergeant. I do. What can I do? I want to be the best."
"Okay, meet me on the Marines' obstacle course. Not the Army one. You know which one I mean? I am going to make you run your ass off. I need to see if you are really serious about your Army career. You get out there, and I'll follow you. I want to see you out in the moonlight tonight. Got it, soldier?"
She stood up, still frowning slightly, and moved out the nearest exit. She didn't know it but I was going to tear up some cunt tonight. Believe it.
About fifteen minutes later I was out beside the beginning of the new obstacle course. The Marines knew how to train. And my sweet Lovall was standing at attention, waiting for me. She was a good little troop, and she was going to be a good piece of ass. I gave her my best command voice.
"Get your ass running recruit. Now! Move out, and get back here in ten minutes or your ass will be ripped up. Do it troop!"
She was off and running, and I could see that she was eager to prove herself to me. Yes, she was a good little troop. And a fine piece too. I waited, rubbing a hard-on in my BDUs. It seemed only a minute or two before she was rounding the last obstacle and approaching me. She sank to her knees, panting, but grinning too. The moonlight showed me that she was quite happy to be there. I was too.
"Get your ass up and lean against that post Lovall. You need some disciplining. Don't you, little tramp? You want me to show you who is the leader, don't you? I understand you now, Lovall. Lean there little girl."