I had to do a little research for this story. If I managed to get some of the terms wrong, or some other aspect of Navy ship life is off. Sorry, I did my best.
Sarah Sullivan
Part 1: In The Navy
Chapter One
Lt. Sullivan had checked on board the ship just a few weeks previous. She joined the Navy to further her education, and was not sure how long she intended to stay in the service. Her current commitment was for six years after she graduated with her Bachelors. This while in the Reserves. The beautiful blond was on her first sea duty assignment. She had to work twice as hard to prove she was as good as the male officers. Especially as she was a full Lieutenant and many of her juniors had more experience then she did.
Her assignment was the as the Officer in Charge (O.I.C) of the Machine shop aboard the small LHA (Landing Helicopter Assault) that she had been assigned to. She was very good with the equipment, and in the few weeks working there she had gained the respect of most of the sailors under her charge. There was one, Seaman Apprentice Lawson, who for what ever reason, had taken a dislike to her. He was often borderline disrespectful, but as a woman in a mans job, she had to learn to be a bit thick skinned.
Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door to her quarters. Sarah, Lt. Sullivan was currently wear her civy's (civilian attire), shorts and a trim blouse. Usually she had her long blond hair up in a bun, as female sailors were now allowed wear their hair long while in uniform. This was the rules for female sailors weather officer or enlisted. In her quarters she often let her hair down which was the case now. She was not on duty, and in fact had plans to head out in the following afternoon or evening, depending on how long it took her to get her reports done. She hoped by Saturday evening at the latest, it was Friday, that she would have them done.
Currently she wore shower shoes, but when out and about on the ship, even in her civilian clothes, she never wore any but hard shoes. She would only change to tennis shoes or dress shoes when off the ship. She was an attractive women, and new it, which garnered her some disrespect from certain segments of the crew. Blonde, blue eyes with a trim figure. Small breasts but a perfect round ass and sexy long legs. Sarah is five feet seven inches tall, a flat stomach, and strong but not overly muscular arms. Sarah spent a lot of time in the small weight room aboard the ship.
"Enter." Which was her standard answer when anyone knocked at her door. A moment ago she had been thinking about the guy that was about to enter, that she just thought of as the kid. Sure he was tall, well over six feet, perhaps six feet two. And he was good looking, dark hair, brown eyes, a sensual smile. But, he was quite aware of it at such a young age. At twenty-six she was eight years his senior.
Entering and standing erect but not at attention he began, "Lieutenant Sullivan, this is the final tally for the week on the repairs you wanted me to bring to you. I am sorry I am a bit late, but a couple of the tasks took longer then we had anticipated. Chief said to get them to you right away."
The first thing she noticed when he came into her quarters, maybe because she was sitting at her desk, was that his erect penis was virtually priming to escape his pants. She wanted to giggle, but new that would be very wrong. Also, she had to admit she was impressed by the obvious size of his manhood, and a bit curios to see it out in the open. She suppressed a smile, stood up and said, "Very good Lawson. Thank you for this, and the shop is not late on this stuff, I new it would be a bit arduous. Just..., thanks for getting it done. May I ask you something Seaman Apprentice Lawson?"
"Certainly Ma'am." This was the most respect he had ever shown her and she had a good guess as to why. The entire time since entering the room he had not made eye contact, and she suspected it was because he was attracted to her. "So, are you on liberty this weekend Lawson?"
"Uhm, yes, Lieutenant. But I have no plans. Thought I might get some reading done. I need to get into my BMR's (Basic Military Requirements) as I want to make E-3 as soon as possible. Probably do that and some other studying this weekend. Why do you ask, Ma'am?"
"Oh, just curious. Dismissed..., and thank you Lawson. Thank you for getting this work done. Tell the guys I really appreciate it." With that he left the room and she cracked a huge smile. She also felt herself get wet down there. She was not surprised by her reaction as it had been months since she had been laid. A female officer, especially a single one, had to be very discreet.
Scott Lawson, SA Lawson returned to the his berthing department and lay down on his rack. He had a raging hard-on, and though most of the guys were off ship for the weekend, he was not stupid enough to jack-off in the department where any sailor could walk by at anytime. Instead he decided to pull the novel he had been reading out from underneath his pillow to get his mind off of it.
"Hey Lawson." It was one of the guys that worked in the shop, his name Nigretti. He was smart, damn good at his job, and had the nastiest mind and mouth Lawson had ever encountered. But he liked him.
Two years older, he was one of only a few on the ship that did not hold his age against him. "Yeah, Nigretti... What is your first name by the way?"
Groaning he leaned in close and said, "You promise to keep it a secret?"
Looking at his shipmate he said, "Shit no, it must be good."
"Fuck you Lawson." And then punched him in the arm. "Then I ain't gonna tell you."
"Okay, okay. What's up Nigretti?"
"You been thinking about our favorite Lieutenant, Lawson?" With that Lawson blushed so red he knew that it was hard to hide his attraction to Lieutenant Sullivan. "Sokay bud, shit, there ain't a guy on this ship that would not give there last dollar to bone that chick. And that includes the CO and XO."
Sarah leaned back from her desk ruminating. She was thinking about a club she went to a couple of weeks previous and the hot sailor she had let come onto her. He was enlisted, she an officer, so she guessed a bit of the forbidden fruit was involved with the encounter. He was so hot, maybe twenty-one or perhaps a bit older. They sat in a booth in the back, Lt jg Harvey had come with her but she was busy on the dancing floor flirting with civilians. As the only two female officers on the ship they had become party buddies.
He was so hot, at one point he leaned into her neck, surreptitiously kissing it as his hand slipped inside her skirt and found her pussy. She was wearing no underwear. She could still feel his warm hand probing her slit, and just thinking about it, and after speaking with Lawson, she was very hot. She thought she might go back to that same club the following night, and perhaps this time let him go further. She had stepped outside with him, was about to go home with him when Megan, Lt jg Harvey had grabbed her. She knew exactly what she wanted to do but for her own welfare her friend and shipmate stopped her from maybe making a mistake. God, he had such startling blue eyes.
