From part 3
"But you said you enjoyed it." She persisted.
"I enjoy making him happy. I like him. Somehow letting him use me for his pleasure turned me on. It's hard to describe, but the taboo made it exciting.
"I would use the word abusive." Sara quipped. "It's not like you Rose."
"You said you wanted to meet him. Come with me to his house. See how he is with me."
"Exactly what we will do Rose. And you need to trust me. If we meet with him, and I tell you to walk away, that's what I expect you to do...Promise me you will do that Rose."
After several minutes of silence, I acquiesced. "I promise Sara."
"Good, then we will meet Gebhard". She declared.
Part 4.
By the next weekend Corporal Sara Donovan was true to her word. Ever since I divulged my relationship with my elderly gentleman 'friend', Sara demanded that she be allowed to confront him. In her mind, Gebhard was abusing me.
Saturday morning, we left our German military base, and soon after arrived at Gebhard's nearby home. Gebhard greeted us at the front door. He was a charming gray-haired old man in his 60's. I guessed about six feet tall. He was in fair shape except for a very large pot belly. He quickly put us at ease with his charm. Sara and I removed our shoes and left them in the entryway. I think I was more nervous than Sara. In fact, she did not seem uneasy at all.
Sara and Gebhard made their way to the living room, and I remained at the front door. Sara and Gebhard didn't seem to notice. It will shock Sara, but Gebhard preferred me to be nude in his home. So, I methodically undressed, carefully placing my clothing on the table by the door while listening in on Sara and Gebhard's conversation. I left my panties on. At that moment I was less concerned about being naked than I was about what Sara might say. I stood quietly and listened in:
"Rose and I went to the Schwimmbad in Frankfurt last weekend." Sara explained to Gebhard.
"Really all the way to Frankfurt, we have a very nice Schwimmbad right here in town you know".
"I would never do that. I think I would be too afraid of running into someone I knew."
"Yes, I am aware of American modesty in that regard, so did you enjoy it?" Gebhard asked her.
"I surprised myself, but yes, I enjoyed it. Fortunately, I was with Rose. It would seem a little awkward to start up a conversation with a stranger while you're both naked. However, with Rose along it did not take me too long to be comfortable."
"Yes, well this is how I met Rose, but I am sure she told you that". Gebhard responded.
"Speaking of Rose, where is she?" Sara inquired. "I thought she was right behind us."
"Rose has some work she wants to do, why don't you and I grab a drink and sit in the living room for a bit. She will be along soon."
This was my cue. I walked through the living room and made my way toward the kitchen. Before exiting I glanced back at Sara. She stood expressionless, not even acknowledging by nudity. I expected disappointment, or perhaps aggravation, or even an inquisitorial look. But I got nothing. Sara simply turned back to Gebhard and took the drink he was handing to her. I passed through to the kitchen.
I looked around the kitchen. Nothing changed here. I peered out the window and spotted my boots on the steps where I'd left them a few weeks earlier. I went outside and slipped them on. It was a cool day, and I was immediately met by the cool air raising goose bumps on my exposed skin. Still, it was nice to walk around the garden this way.
I decided to work the bird aviary first. It was the least pleasant of my chores. The birds never bothered me (well except for the noise), but it was hard work scraping the cement surface. I had learned not to kneel on the cement while I scraped bird droppings. Instead, I found I could squat with my feet pointed outward and balance well enough to get a small area done at a time. I would feel it in my gluts and leg muscles later, but at least I would avoid the abrasions on my knees. I finished the aviary in pretty good time.
Before continuing my chores, I really had to pee. There was no real opportunity to do so before I left the house, but I did not want to go back in there now. Eventually I would have to face Sara, but I didn't want to go through that twice. So, I made my way to the very back of the garden, under the grape arbor. It was about the most secluded part of the backyard I could find. I slipped my panties down to my ankles, squatted down and relieved myself. I quickly stood up and pulled up my panties. I felt the wetness of urine on the damp panties. Unfortunately, I was not very careful and had splattered them a bit. 'No worries', I thought. They will dry while I finish working. I turned around to continue my chores when I noticed Sara and Gebhard now seated on the small patio by the kitchen door.
I had a sick feeling about Sara watching me. She always had great hopes for me as a leader. Whatever personal foibles I had, she always had faith in me. Corporal Donovan (Sara) had put me in charge many times and I always came through. How disappointed must she be watching me now. That strong confident soldier she admired was humiliating herself right in front of her.
I didn't look back at Sara or Gebhard, but I could feel them watching me. There was nothing else to do but continue my work- first the arbor area then the vegetable garden. When I was done, I made my way back to the house, head turned down. Dirty from head to toe, naked except of my panties and boots, I stood before Gebhard and proudly told him my chores were complete. He motioned for me to slip off my boots and remove my panties. I placed the boots on the step and handed the soiled panties to Gebhard.
Gebhard would probably be keeping them anyway. Ever since our first encounter he kept my panties. I don't know what he did with them, or where he kept them, but it was kind of a thing now.
Gebhard broke the silence of my thoughts: "Rose, would you raise your arms and place your hands on your head."
I glimpsed at an apparently bemused Sara before complying.
