Standing in for Dad

The choppers arrived at Eglin (pronounced EGG-LIN) Air Force Base in Fort Walton Beach, Florida and flew directly into a secure hanger. Heavylift went in first followed by Batgirl and Ladyhawk and then the two AI choppers who were flying overhead cover swooped in and the doors were closed just enough to still let the limousine get through.

Air Police were on duty both inside and out. Cathy and Silvia were both dressed in summer dresses with their large, newly purchased bamboo beach hats in their hands and bikinis underneath their dresses. Cathy carried the bag with the sunscreen.

The Sergeant Major in charge of the Air Police approached the air crews and ushered them into a large SUV and told the private at the wheel to take them wherever they wanted to go for the day, including to some on-base quarters for them to get some down time.

The Sergeant Major replied, "The base commander has given the private a special card for any purchases you may wish to make on base. Tab's on us."

Heavylift returned the salute and nodded his appreciation, "Thank you for taking care of us Sar-Major."

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Cathy and Sylvia were whisked away in a motorcade to the Officer's Club boat dock where they boarded the base commander's private 90 foot fishing boat, being greeted by Bill and the base commander.

"Ladies!" Bill smiled, "Queen Sylvia and Cathy! It is so nice of you to come fishing with us! May I introduce the base commander, Colonel Bernard Stinger."

Colonel Stinger shook both their hands, "It is a distinct pleasure to have such beautiful and accomplished ladies aboard my humble fishing yacht."

Sylvia returned the handshake, "Just Sylvia will be fine, Colonel."

"Please call me Bernie."

With that, Bernie showed the ladies around the special built yacht. It was a Viking 90 foot fishing yacht with a functional free-flowing and spacious layout that promoted comfortable movement throughout the yacht and sported a full-beam master stateroom, a his and hers head with shared shower, a king-size bed, a large maple-lined walk-in closet, a credenza below a 65-inch HDTV, a vanity/desk area with swing-out stool on the starboard side, a port-side lounge seat and port and starboard credenzas with drawer storage. "We have five guest staterooms, each with its own private head and shower, crew quarters with immediate access to the engine room, a pantry with an additional crew athwartship berth and a day head.

There were rather lavish, by sport fishing standards, appointments and good use of wood within the yacht. When Bernie gave Sylvia and Bill the VIP suites and Cathy hers, the ladies dressed down to their bikinis, with Bernie watching as he drooled.

Cathy had on a white silk, almost see through, outfit whose top triangles barely covered her nipples while the bottom was mostly just tied string with a very small rectangular patch that barely covered her labia majora from just above her lip cleft to just past her dark rose. The patches, being of silk, seemed glued to her body and the braille of her nipples and camel toe of her sex were very in your face.

When Cathy turned to show off her voluptuous body in her new suit she smiled as she looked at Bernie's groin, "I would ask if you like my outfit but, judging by the prominent bulge in your shorts such a query is not needed." she said as she winked at him.

All Bernie could say is, "Ma'am, your significant other is a very lucky man."

"Well, Bernie. If you can practice some discretion, I am sure you and the President can be lucky men, too. How long until we reach the fishing grounds?"

"About an hour and a half."

Cathy turned her back to Bernie, pulled on the knots holding up her top until they fell to her sides and then bent over, slowly pulling her bottoms down, giving Bernie a full view of her sex and ass. Still bent over, she looked over her shoulder and smiled, "Bernie, I am on birth control so if you feel a strong need to relieve yourself inside my hot, wet, and inviting pussy, just ask."

Bernie stepped into the berth and slipped down his shorts, revealing his rock hard cock. Cathy just moaned softly as she reached back to spread her cheeks. Bernie saw her deep pink lips were very wet and he aimed his pulsing cock to slip between them as he pressed forward and Cathy leaned back.

Cathy kept taking him deeper and deeper into her pussy until she felt his balls touch her pubic mound. She whispered, "Stay there." and she began using her kegel muscles to massage his deeply buried cock as she let go of her cheeks and began massaging his balls from between her thighs.

"Ummmm, good boy. You can take direction." she said as she caressed his balls with her fingers. Her well developed kegels working furiously over the shaft, head, and ridge of his cock. "Don't worry about cumming too fast, Bernie. You can help me cum afterwards if you need to pump my pussy full of your man cream before I climax for you. We have lots of time to try again and again."

Bernie's hands were all over Cathy's back, from her prominent dimples of Venus to her shoulders, gently massaging this sensuous siren who had engulfed his entire cock in one slow, erotic, sensual push.

The view was intoxicating. His cock was buried to the hilt in her but neither one of them was moving. This was in direct opposition to what his cock said was happening inside as this woman was fucking him like an amazonian gone berserk. Her gentle playing with his balls just enhanced the experience to the point he had to let her know, "Cathy, it's too much! I am going to cum!"

Cathy moaned her approval and encouraged him, "Yes baby, cum in your woman's cunt. Own it, claim it as yours with your baby cream. Let me feel the heat of your cum deep inside my womb."

Impossibly, Cathy seemed to double her efforts and her pelvis began moving in short up and down motions. With him still deeply planted inside her this caused the ridges of his cock head to slide up and down inside her along with the internal pumping action of her muscles.

It was too much.

Cathy felt his balls retract and his cock swell and she knew he was about to explode. She whispered, "Cum for me now. Cum deep inside my pussy. Hose down my snatch, daddy."

At the mention of 'daddy' one of his hidden desires came to the forefront and his mind went white with desire for this woman, his daughter, whom he had secretly always wanted to bed. Explosive cannon shells of his daddy juice erupted from his cock with enough force to make his girl react when they made contact against her womb.

Cathy smiled, knowing she had hit a fantasy of his and she just cupped his balls saying, "Oh daddy! Thank you for filling up your little girl's pussy. Your cock spasming and filling up my cunnie felt so good, daddy."

Bernie knew then that she knew and he was embarrassed. "I am so sorry, I did not intend for that to ever come out."

Cathy turned her head to look at him, "Your secret is safe with me, daddy. I will be your good girl. I promise. If you need to fuck your little girl again during the day, just take my hand and lead me to my bedroom and your little princess will let daddy use her any way he wants."

"Fuck!"

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Bill was standing at the door to Sylvia's room as she took off her sundress. Sylvia noted he was enjoying her body display and she stood up before him, facing him, and released the strings holding up her top, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands massaged and lifted her massive breasts and she looked deeply into Bill's eyes, "I am pregnant. But I have learned to appreciate anal sex while visiting with the Ambassador. Bill, come in and suck my nipples and maybe I will let you fuck me in the ass on the way out to the fishing hole."

Bill wasted no time stepping in, closing the door, and kneeling to suckle the nipples of the Queen of Norway. She asked, "Bill, are you a strong enough man to fuck your pregnant mother in her ass?" as she softly ran her fingers through his hair with her free hand.

For some totally unknown reason, that statement alone made him lose all control to the Queen, "Yes mommie, your son wants to fuck his mommie in the ass while daddy's baby is in her womb."

"That's a good boy, Billy. mommie really needs her ass fucked by a wet, hard, pounding cock. Mommie wants you to fuck her ass so hard that she feels your balls bouncing off of her clit as you take her from behind."

"Take off your clothes."

Bill complied in four quick motions, pulling his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes, and pushing down his shorts to rest on his ankles.

Sylvia handed Bill a small plastic ampule of anal lube, "Now insert this into mommie's ass baby, squeeze most of it inside mommie but leave a little to spread around the outside."

Bill did as he was asked and loved the way Silvia's ass winked at him as he played with it. He used his finger to spread out the lube on her dark rose and let it slip inside her to do the same. "Mmmm, yes baby, get mommie's ass all ready for her little man to use for his pleasure. Now slip your cock into mommie's pussy to get it good and wet before you take mommie's ass baby."

Bill aimed his cock head to Sylvia's now wet labia and slipped in up to his balls in just a few strokes before he held it there. His cock absorbing her moisture. Sylvia was on her knees and shoulders on the edge of the bed now and Bill pulled out of her wet pussy with a plop, aimed his wet cock so it touched her lubed ass, grabbed her hips, and went balls deep inside his mother in one quick, slick, powerful thrust as he grunted, "I'm fucking your ass, mommie!"

Bill took his mother with abandon, rutting deep inside her bowels with only his need to cum registering on his mind. Sylvia took him all in, smiling at her control over the most politically powerful man in the world. "Yes, you are such a good son, your mommie's motherfucker. Cum in mommie's ass baby. Claim mommie's ass like your daddy never did. Make mommie's ass yours to have and to hold and to fuck whenever her baby boy needs to."

Sylvia's clit was reacting strongly to Bill's balls bouncing on it with every deep, penetrating thrust of his cock

Bill watched as his cock pistoned into his Queen mother's ass, loving the way her sphincter pooched out as he pulled back, not wanting to give up its grip on his manhood. He heard Sylvia moan her pleasure and he redoubled his efforts, his cock as hard as he could ever remember. With his wife's advancing pregnancy he had not had sex in two months and he soon realized he was not going to be able to hold off his orgasm.

"Mommie! Your boy is about to cream your ass. He can't hold it, mommie!"

"Don't hold back baby. Fuck your mommie's ass and cum for her! Claim mommie's ass baby!"

Three more thrusts and he erupted deep inside Sylvia's ass. His balls ached as they emptied all their contents into the Queen of Norway's willing and inviting ass. He slowly pulled out and Sylvia giggled as she stood up. She slapped him on his ass and said, "Let's get cleaned up you bad boy."

Inside the shower she held Bill close and whispered into his ear, "You make a good mother fucker."

Bill responded by giving her a deep kiss.

0o0

The Joint Chief of the Army yelled, "At ease ladies and gentlemen and everyone take a seat."

The instructor, obviously on his back foot having been totally surprised by their appearance, came back to attention and asked, "General, Admiral, to what do we owe this honor?"

The Chief of staff of the Navy nudged the General and pointed out Jake to him, whispering in his direction and the General, ignoring the instructor as the two high ranking military men made their way to the podium, called out, "Major Craigg! Front and center!"

Jake immediately popped up and smartly made his way to the podium, standing at attention and saluting the General, "Sir! Major Craigg reporting as requested, Sir!"

The General walked up to Jake and shook his hand before turning him to face the class saying, "At ease, Major." And with the Admiral to his left and the General to his right -- with the General putting his hand on Craigg's shoulder said to the class, "Ladies and Gentlemen, the Admiral and I were in the area and, having come up through the ranks ourselves, figured there would likely be some push back to the incidences surrounding Major Craigg. Judging from what we heard him say as we entered, that intuition seems to be spot on."

The General then looked at the instructor and then to the class again, "To answer the LC's question, we came by to ensure everyone here," looking again directly at the light colonel, "and on this base understands Major Craigg has been fully cleared of any wrongdoing and we came by at the behest of the President of the United States to show our unwavering support for Major Craigg and his wonderful fiance` Miss Walsh."

The Admiral then chimed in and spoke to Major Craigg, "Son, we have an award we would like to present to Miss Walsh. I am sure the Colonel here will let the rest of your instructor's know you are excused for the rest of the day. Would you mind us heading to your home so we could present it to her?"

"Admiral, General: It would be a pleasure, Sirs. I would need to give the staff a heads up we are coming, though. And our house keeper will absolutely insist you stay for lunch. She is old school when it comes to hospitality and she runs a tight ship, Sirs."

The Admiral laughed, "Oh I have to meet the house keeper that can keep you and Miss Walsh in line!"

With that, the trio moved to leave and the Colonel shouted, "Atten-hut!" and everyone closed their mouths that had been dragging the floor and jumped to attention.

After they left the room the Colonel exclaimed, "Class dismissed!" and bolted out of the room as the speculation and rumors began to reach a loud crescendo.

One classmate said loudly enough for all to hear, "I think we just snubbed the next fucking Joint Chief!"

There were nods of agreement and immediate, not-so-subtle plans to get invited to his next party.

The General said to Craigg, as they were returning salutes going through the hallways, "Major, be at ease. We put our pants on one leg at a time just as you do."

"Thank you General, but, having been married, I know you realize I have to immediately make a call."

The Admiral laughed, "Yeah, I can just see that house keeper kicking your ass if you didn't."

Jake got on the phone and called the house. "Yes! Minnie! Thought I would give you a heads up, the Joint Chiefs of both the Navy and Army are with me and we are heading to the house. Could you whip up something for lunch?"

"Absolutely! Tell them to come hungry! How much time do I have?"

"I would say about 30 minutes max."

"On it!" Minnie said as she hung up on Jake and yelled for the whole house to hear, "Everybody in this house! Living room! We have a category 5 storm coming! All hands on deck!"

Minnie pointed at Pete, "40 pounds of live fresh lobster, Go! Now!"

Pete grabbed his keys and hit the front door running, "And pick up enough hoagies while you are there!" Minnie yelled after him.

Minnie pointed at DC, "Sweep the floor!" She pointed at the SEALs, "Dust the living room and dining room!" She pointed at LT, "Garden! I need two large cabbages, two large onions, and 6 carrots!"She pointed at Dad and me, "Clean the bathrooms! You have 20 minutes so get your asses in gear NOW! LADIES with me in the kitchen we have lobster to boil and lobster rolls to make along with coleslaw!"

The guys laughed... AS they hopped to get their assignments done.

0o0

Pete had called ahead and their local seafood supplier had the lobsters packed in a box ready to go and met him at his car as he drove up. They had his card information already. Same thing with the local bread shop for the hoagies. He arrived back home just before Jake and the others and ran the purchases into the kitchen.

Minnie and the ladies already had the slaw made and cooling in the fridge in shallow pans to speed up the process and the mayonnaise based sauce for the lobster hoagies was already made and cooling as well. The sauce consisted of 5 cups of minced celery, 10 cups of Hellman's olive oil mayonnaise, 2 cups of minced chives, 1 cup of key lime juice, 1 cup of lemon zest, 1/8 cup of sea salt, 1/8 cup of freshly ground black pepper, 1 cup of minced red onion, and a half pound of melted butter all mixed and set in the refrigerator to meld and cool.

Minnie and the other ladies had pots boiling with Zatarain's crab boil and they popped the tails, cut away the shells, popped the claws and put them into the boiling water. Tails in one and claws in another. The tails were done in 5 minutes and set aside to cool while the claws took around 10 minutes per batch (there were about 20 lobster).

Just as the women got the first batch on, Jake and the Joint Chiefs came in the front door and were joined by all the men who had finished their chores with time to spare.

The LT immediately called the SEALs to attention and the Army Chief of Staff waived that all way, "At ease, men. We are in your home and that just doesn't belong. Thank you though for the honor and recognition. But the one to be recognized today is Miss Walsh."

The Army Chief of Staff then stood before Walsh, who also stood and was clothed in a clean Ghi and in front of the entire family, he presented her with the Department of the Army Meritorious Civilian Service Award.

"Miss Walsh, this is the third highest honor the military can bestow upon a civilian and it is only given to those who go above and beyond in their service to their communities and country. It is with great pride, therefore, that I present you with this award on behalf of a grateful nation. Not only for your protection of the Mexican President in the face of two lethal attacks, but again, protecting the wife of a fellow serviceman. Thank you for your exemplary service."

The women were crying, Dad, DC, Pete, and several others (including me) seemed to all get quite a bit of dust in our eyes. Before anyone could gently grab her and congratulate her, however, the Naval Chief of Staff began. "And in recognition of wounds received in the protection of others while employed by the United States military as well as the Department of State, you are hereby awarded a purple heart. May this be the only one you are ever eligible for."

With both medals hung around Walsh's neck, Minnie ran back to the kitchen, wiping the tears from her eyes as she finished cooking the lobster. It wasn't long before a few of the SEALs came in and began cracking claws and pulling out the meat to add to the tails for lunch.

Extra chairs were brought in and everyone sat around as Pete served up some mudslides made with his moonshine. Soon the house was filled with old war stories about how humorous life in the military can be. One story Walsh told was how she met the family and the first time Harry had sex with her and how the SEALs all saluted her as they went out into the hallway. Both Chiefs though that was funny as hell.

Soon it was time for lunch and the General got up a bit too fast and sat his ass right back down. "How the hell did I get so drunk off of just three drinks!"

Jake laughed, "It seems Pete used some of his 180 proof moonshine when he made the mud slides. Sorry, we should have warned you."

"180 proof you say? Damn! That is some of the smoothest rust remover I have ever had! Any way I can get a bottle of that to take home?"

Pete smiled, "I already have two one gallon earthen jars set aside for the two of you."

We carefully made our way to the table and all talking immediately stopped as we stuffed our faces with Minnie's lobster hoagies and Cole slaw. Minnie was beaming with all the oohhs, aahhs, and verbal accolades.

0o0

Around lunch time both Bill and Bernie had just about all the teasing they could stand by Sylvia and Cathy. Every swinging dick on the fishing Yacht had woodies with both of the women prancing around being effectively naked. Thankfully both men caught a few forty plus pound Greater Amberjack off of some wrecks as well as a few Red Snapper and a couple of large Grouper. It was an exhausting morning as neither of the ladies could be persuaded to bring in a fish. Sylvia pulling the pregnant card, of course.