Starting Over 27

Starting Over

It was a while ago that my life had to start over. I was 30 years old. I stood 5' 8". I weighed 140 pounds. I had brown hair. Brown eyes. My build was athletic. I graduated college at 22, completed my master's at 23. My doctorate at 25. I Joined the Air Force just after. The Air Force paid for my master's and PHD in electrical engineering. I specialized in laser communication. I was sworn into the ROTC my first year in undergraduate school. When I completed mt PHD. The Air Force sworn me in as a Major. I was sent to California, Liver Moore Labs. My work was producing good results. My focus was to develop a compact handheld laser radio and emergency locater. The Idea was to use short burst small laser beam to a satellite. To signal a down polit location or for a small unit to communicate with other units. To reduce the chance of detection by an adversary. The goal was to get this device the size of a pack of cigarettes that weighed less than pound.

While in California, being still young. I started to enjoy the night life as they say. I would hit the local areas clubs. I would hit it off with a woman for a night. Have a few drinks. Do some dancing. Then see what would develop later, sometime I would strikeout but more often I would wake in her bed. The next weekend I do it again with another woman. I was having good luck for the most part. For over a year. I work during the week. Spend my weekends clubbing. I knew that it could be dangerous being what they call a player. But as they say, "I was young and dumb and full of cum". I decided to tone down my activities some. I picked up a woman had a good time. She took me home. We had a long night of sex. I woke up when her husband came home with the kids. I had just enough time to grab my clothes and get out.

I changed my tactics. I started looking for the right girl. I went to different types of clubs. I went to museums and art galleries. I would sit drinking at the café located in book stores reading and looking. After a few months I met Sandy. She was a few years older. She I would find out had a PHD in literature. She specialized in 18th-century British and American historical documentation. She at the time focused on some of the writings of what is now called the witch hunt. She was looking to prove or disprove the idea of witches ability to cast spells. I being a "scientist" had a hard time believing.

We found that we enjoyed ourselves. We dated and had many discussions about her field of study. She get mad at me for a remark or for mocking her about a certain point. Then she hit me with a logic answer that I had to concede her point. We found that we also liked to enjoy the outdoors. Hiking, rafting, horseback riding. Her idea of camping was Motel 6. She did not like to camp. She said a lady won't shit in the woods like a bear.

Just over a year we got serious. We only dated each other for the past eight months. Sandy wanted us to live together. I was living in the BOQ so it would need to be in her apartment. I informed my command that I was going to move in with my girlfriend. Because I had a high security clearance. The S2 did a quick check of Sandy. They did not find any issues. I moved in that weekend. We had a great time "playing house". I get up early to head out for my command PT and accountability formation.

I showered and change at the gym. Go to duty working on my projects. Then home to Sandy. Sandy did most of her work remotely from home. She would need to go to a museum or an old court house to search records. But she would greet me when I came home. After dinner we read or she would tell me of her find. We would watch a movie or listen to music cuddling on the couch in candle light. The sex was great.

We married about six months later. Our life was going well for about six or seven months. I was promoted to Lieutenant Colonel. My new assignment was in the testing and evaluation of the equipment I was helping to design. About two months later I was informed that a field test was needed. I developed the testing operational plans. I wrote the testing protocols. And developed the field orders for the testing. It was decided that the test be conducted in Alaska during the summer months. From a base camp located on an emergency air filed near Prudhoe Bay. We would chopper out to a remote location. Where we would be dropped off for a few days. We were crash survivors. We would try to communicate using the equipment in different locations. The GPS systems and voice communication would be evaluated.

About the sixth week our results were looking good. It was decided that a test of equipment survivability be tested. Our plan was that six men would jump from different heights at six different locations. I being the highest ranking officer after the test commander. I volunteered to be one of the testers. Because my Air Force training in survival and escape. I worked out a test for me to be ejected from a fighter that was set up for ejection seat training. This would simulate an emergency ejection. I would be ejected at night. That is where things would change for me. The day of the test I called Sandy to let her know how things were going. I told her about the testing in general terms. I did not tell her I was going to be ejected. I was not that stupid.

That night my pilot took off at dusk we flew west for almost an hour. At 25,000 feet we did our check list. I said a payer and pulled the ejection lever. I shot up from the aircraft. The air blast hit me. My face shield cracked. I was pushed back into the seat. I felt the pressure on my chest like I was hit by a pro linebacker. The air was cold about 15 below zero, even in the summer. About five to ten seconds I separated from the seat. The seat fell away and its parachute opened. When I ejected I blacked out for a few seconds. I came around as the seat separated I knew that was normal. I counted to ten my main parachute opened. I smiled. I descended through the dark as planned.

I checked my area I was aiming for. I wanted to hit the open filed about half a mile to my right. I pulled my guide line to the right. All was going well. I was about two hundred feet high when the wind shifted. I did not have time to adjust. I hit the trees hard. I fell thru the trees braking branches. My main snagged on a branch stopping me. I was still 50 or 60 feet up in the tree. I stopped hard. I knew I was in a bad place. I was just about to use the technique I was taught for getting out of a tree. When the branch brook. I dropped fast and hit hard. I broke my left ankle. Dislocated my right shoulder. I hit hard on my back cracking five vertebrates.

I woke about an hour later in pain. I knew that the ejected seat locator transponder would activate but it was over eight miles away from my location. I was able to get into a seating position. I checked my gear. I did the first aid needed that I could. I pulled out my laser commo set. I extended the antenna. I pushed the activation button. Nothing. I checked the device. Pushed the button. Nothing. I pulled my survival flashlight out. I inspected the transmitter. The back was cracked. I open the back the battery was cracked. I knew I was in deep crap. I pulled the chute over me to use as shelter.

I waited for daylight. I knew that a search and rescue would be started. I used the pain killer from my kit. Drank some water. I went to sleep. Just after light I heard the chopper. I tried the emergency radio from the kit but it was damaged also. The chopper started a circle search. It took it an hour to be heading my way. I popped my red smoke. The chopper hovered above me. A young Pararescue airman was lowered thru the trees. He decided that he would need to move me to a clear area. I basket stretcher was lowered. He fixed me up the best he could. He got me tied into the stretcher. He pulled me over six hundred feet to an area that I could be pulled up. I was chippered back to the base camp then flown back to the hospital at Elmendorf Air Force Base.

Sandy was brought up the next day. She was in my room when I woke two days later. To say she was mad is an understatement. She chewed my ass for an hour telling me that I was a dumb ass and other niceties. She used words that I did not know she knew. The nurses, doctor, and even the senior sergeant corpsman blushed. I was in the hospital for five weeks and three surgeries. I was transferred to the hospital at Travis AFB being the closest to our home. I was in the hospital there for three months. I was evaluated it was decided that I was to be medically retired. It took almost a full year for me to be able to walk with just a cane. Another two months to walk with one.

During my recovery Sandy and I did not have sex for the first six months. One morning Sandy came into my room while I was still asleep. She eased the covers down. I woke just before I shot cum in her mouth. I pulled her up to me. She cummed kissed me. That was the first time she ever did that. Sandy tried to get in bed with me but it was too small. She helped me out of bed. I used my walker to get to our bedroom. It took me a few minutes to get in bed. I laid on my back. Sandy knelt over me she lowered herself to my lips. I sucked her to two orgasm. She sucked me off again.

After she showered. I watched her dress. That was one of the most erotic things. Just watching her slowly dressing. She made a show of it. Over the next three weeks I was able to transition back to our bed. We still had to be careful so intercourse was limited to her on top. That is ok by me I enjoyed it. She would hump until I shot my cum. She would move up to a 69 bringing her pussy to my lips as I sucked her to orgasm. Sometimes she would just kneel over my face so I could suck her to orgasm. The first time I tried to be on top it hurt. The next time we tried doggie style. That worked out well. For a while at lease. One night I moved wrong and fell off the bed.

I did just a little damage but the sex had to stop for a few days. The doctors changed my meds. When we tried sex again I could not get it to stay hard. This went on for over two months. The medications were changed but that did not help. We tried the blue pill but that only lasted for about 15 minutes not four hours. We settled of oral sex for the most part. I was thinking on an implant but that was ruled out. I had nerve damage and the implant would cause more.

About two months later Sandy was offered a six week study in Salem Massachusetts. She would get to work with a renowned woman named Fran that had published may papers on the trials and witchcraft. Sandy would have access to old manuscripts written during the time. Sandy was so excited she was like a little girl just getting her first party dress. The night before she left we tried again. I was able to stay hard for a little while. I sucked her clean and thru two orgasms. Every night for the first two weeks Sandy called me. Telling me all about her work and how she was bonding with Farn. They became good friends. She missed the nightly call mid-week in the third week. Because the time difference I did not call her. She called the next night apologizing. She said she was over at Fran's for dinner and lost track of time. I told her it was ok she did not need to call every night so we went to Tuesday and Friday. One Saturday night I called her. I was offered a fellowship to work with a research company on cutting laser development.

When I called I heard soft music playing. She seemed out of breath as we were talking. Everyone in a while she just moan. I asked her. She said she was masturbating while we talked. So I told her to talk dirty to me as she did it. She paused then said. Just close your eyes and imagine that you are between my legs. She then said suck my pussy you little pussy sucker. That it use your tongue. That right long slow licks. On yes baby that it. Just a little harder. Now play with my breast. That's it oh yes. Suck my clit as you pull my nipple. Oh baby that is so good don't stop. That it right there. Oh yes, yes, yes, you're going to make me cum. Oh god not your finger. Oh god, oh god, your sucking and finger fucking me. on god baby don't stop, don't stop. Yes, yes. Oh god Yeeeesssssssssssss. Then the phone went dead. I needed to clean my belly.

I started my project and missed the Tuesday call but that Friday we did it again. This time she was more detailed on the sucking and finger fucking. she even said use you cock. Fuck me like you want to breed me. Oh baby deeper. Doggie me baby let me feel it deep in my pussy make me cum oh yes that's right oh yessssssss. You did it again. Then I heard she say you sexy little bitch. Sandy came home two weeks later. While she was gone she would phone sex with me one night of our call. When Sandy came home she had lost a little weight and she was dressing a little more sexy. Not much but I did notice it. The skirts were shorter, her bras and panties were sexier. One night before dinner she was in the bedroom on her phone. I opened the door to tell her dinner was ready. I heard her say yes I do miss it. Then before I opened the door. Sandy said really you did not do that. Please send me a copy. I do also good night. I opened the door. Sandy was a little flushed and her nipples were hard. I told dinner was ready.

A few days later Sandy was out doing shopping. I was cleaning the den. I saw her phone. I was moving it to place it on the desk. The screen turned on. It was a video. I looked. It started replay. I saw Sandy naked on a bed. A woman was between her legs licking her. Sandy was talking to me on the phone. As I watched they changed positions. Sandy got on her knees. The woman I assumed was Farn. Had put on a strap on with a large dildo. They started doggie fucking as Sandy was talking to me. I watched as she orgasmed then she ended the call. I looked to find that she had four other videos of her and Farn fucking each other. But she was not talking to me in them. Sandy used the strap on to fuck Fran. Fran used it on Sandy. One had Sandy doing a striptease real slow and very sexy. Then Fran did one. When she was done Sandy knelt down and licked her to orgasm. These videos the camera never moved so it was in a stand holding it still. I closed the app then closed the phone. I left it on the desk. Half an hour later Sandy came home. She asked if I saw her phone. I said that I saw it on the desk when I was cleaning the den.

A few weeks later after we tried sex again. Sandy said she was disappointed that I was still having problems. I said we tried most everything. Sandy was lying beside me masturbating. She stopped. She turned to me. she said that she might know so one who might help. This started an argument we went back and forth. Then she was really angry. She said she knows that this woman can help us. I said the woman Fran. She said yes. I said the one you were fucking back in Salem. The one you fucked while you talked to me on the phone. That Fran. Sandy froze. She looked at me. I said you think I stupid. You did not think that I heard. Do you know how that made me feel. Knowing I can't please you. I can't fuck you. I am still a man. I have needs also. But I just can.t. I just can't and it kills me. I want to be your lover. You know that. But I just can't. I got out of bed and went to the den. Sandy came out a little later. She was dressed. She said she needed to clear her head. She said she would be back later. She left without giving me a kiss. I went to bed. I woke when she came to bed. I tried to say something but she just moved away.

A few days later I came home early. I went in to change. Fran was in bed naked with Sandy naked face down between her open legs. Farn said I must be Jake. Sandy has told me all about you. Sandy lifted her face looking over her shoulder. She smiled then went back to sucking Fran's pussy. Fran said well Jake if you don't make your wife happy then someone else will. So I guess it is my win and your lost. Fran said why don't you go out to the living room. We should be done in about an hour. I left the house. About an hour later my phone rang. It was Sandy I skipped the call. She called back six times I skipped the call each time. She texted eight times I deleted them with opening. I went home around 1 a.m. I walked into my bedroom Sandy was in bed alone asleep. I knew Fran was in the guestroom.

I woke in the den to a smell of bacon. I walked into the kitchen. Sandy was dressed cooking breakfast. I poured a coffee. I was about to say something. Sandy turned around and said she was sorry. It was something that just came over her when Farn came to town. I asked about the times on the trip. She said that she worked with Farn for almost two weeks. Then on night Fran came to her hotel. They had a wine. Fran sat close. Fran started to gently rub her back. Ten minutes later Sandy said she was naked from the waist up. Kneeling between Frans legs.

She lifted Frans skirt and stuck her head under to lick Fran. Over the next four weeks Fran and she had sex almost every night. On the weekends She would be at Fran's house. Mostly naked and having sex just about anywhere. She did not know why she did the first phone sex with me but it was the biggest turn on of her life. Even better that her first time in the backseat of a car with a boy. The other times with the phone she knew that she would be doing it again. She just could not help herself. She and Fran had great sex each time. I asked if she did anyone else. Sandy said no she never no other woman and definitely no men.

Just then Fran came into the room. Fran raised her hand. Sandy froze in mid-sentence. It was like a movie she just froze. Fran sat down. She looked at me. She told me that Sandy was under her power in Salem. Sandy did not have control. Fran said she cast a spell on her. I said bullshit. Fran said well what is one thing that you know Sandy would never do. I said use her big sex toy in her own ass. Fran waved her hand and called Sandy by her whole name Sandra May Allen. Fran said get you big toy and come back here and fuck your own ass.

Sandy giggled as she walked away. She came back naked from the waist down. Took cooking oil poured it over the toy. Rubbed some on her ass. Knelt down sliding the toy into her ass. Sandy acted like she did not see us. She just worked it into herself harder and harder. Sandy played with her clit till her orgasm hit. Sandy passed out on the floor. Fran said she will sleep for ten minutes then go shower. When she come back she won't remember anything. Sandy woke up and left the room. When she came back. Sandy said good morning honey and gave me a kiss.

I looked at Fran. She smiled. I said I don't believe it. Fran asked if I wanted to see something else. I said no. Fran sat down. She took my hand. Softly she started talking. She said that she could repair all my problems everything. She could give us back our lives as if I never had the accident. I asked what is the catch. Fran smiled and said I was really a smart guy. Fran said that if I let her cast a spell on us. Allowing her to control us for one year doing what she wanted. That after that year if we wanted she would release us and turn back the clock to the day before my accident. That she would fix the problem so I would not be hurt. And the test would be successful. I could finish out my military career and reach major general rank before I retire. All we had to do was to agree. And our lives would start over.

Sandy walked up and sat down. She asked what we were talking about. I told her what Fran said. Sandy said that she trusted Fran. That I should think it over. I went to work. When I came home Sandy said that Fran was at a hotel tonight she wanted to get laid. Sandy handed me a note. She said that I needed to read it out loud. I read the words but they did not make sense. That night Sandy said she was horney. I was able to keep an erection we made love for four hours almost none stop. When we woke Sandy and I talked She said that she wanted to do this. Fran came over about an hour later. We told her that we were going to accept the offer. Fran raised her hand and Sandy froze.