Ch 2

The next morning, she wakes up before me like usual and she heads downstairs to let the dog out and get the coffee started. Once I get the energy I get out of bed and head to the bathroom to get my hygiene done for the day. I look in the mirror, my grogginess still very apparent and can’t help but think ‘dammit I can’t wait to be out of the military and not have to shave every dan morning,’. I sigh and begin my morning routine of brushing my teeth, shaving, combing my hair, putting my deodorant on and applying some lotion to my face that would get very dry otherwise throughout the day. Once I am done I put on my brown t-shirt and green socks before stepping into my uniform pants and I grab the rest of my gear packed snugly into my green duffel bag and I head downstairs.

I am greeted first by our puppy, I say puppy loosely too because he’s a 10 month old Doberman Pinscher who weighs over 90 pounds. Aesthetically he is a full grown beefy guard dog, intimidating with his cropped ears and cut tail, his stance he takes when staring someone down constantly makes others walk on the other side of the sidewalk. But in his mind he is very much the tiny 5 pound puppy we brought home months ago, whining and being dramatic about every little thing and this morning wasn’t any different. No sooner I get to the living room he is up on the ottoman, little nub of a tail wagging excitedly looking for some attention and whimpering if I don’t give it to him. So I greet him with some assertive petting and he soaks up every pat I give him until he hears the clinging of his food being poured into his bowl after which he bolts to the kitchen to get his breakfast.

“Good morning baby,” my wife greets me, still with the annoyed look in her eye from the denial the night before, I notice it and smirk walking up to her to give her a kiss.

“Good morning beautiful,” leaning in for a kiss but instead met by her cheek as she turns her head in protest.

“Don’t you ‘good morning beautiful’ me after what you pulled last night,” she says walking away and sliding open our kitchen door so the dog can run out to conduct his morning ‘business’. Once he jaunts out to find his spot she makes her way back over to me, still standing confident but cocky about the obvious effect I had on her last night into the morning. She looks so beautiful, no doubt trying to tease me with the wardrobe she picked out, wearing her maroon leggings with a low cut tank top and no bra, every slight movement and her breasts reacted accordingly, the smallest cleavage showing but I could easily spot her hard nipples under her very thin top.

“Aw baby, what’s wrong?” I say naively.

She doesn’t say a word just drops to her knees and quickly undoes my pants swiftly pulling them down to my ankles as she lowers her head and opens her mouth to take me into her mouth, within moments her expert mouth has me full grown and straining in her mouth.

“Oh ffffuck baby,” I say getting a handful of her hair as my head leans back letting out a moan. I feel my head press deep into her throat and her nose pressing against my stomach forcing me to moan out louder, she’s obviously on a mission this morning and wasting no time. She pulls her mouth off my cock with a slurping sound still leaving a strand of her spit from her lips to my cock as she wipes it away with her hand and starts stroking my throbbing shaft in her hand, her eyes looking up at me while she takes one of my balls in her mouth and slightly moans, sending those soft vibrations through them. In a matter of minutes there’s a bead of precum resting on my head and once her eyes catch it she grips hard around the base of my shaft and strokes up like she is trying to get the last bit of toothpaste out of the tube, causing the bead to grow she positions her mouth directly under and lets it drip into her mouth. The sweet flavor she loves so much falling to her outstretched tongue as we make eye contact and she swallows my head, lapping up every last drop of my clear treat, rolling her tongue around the base of my head causing my legs to buckle and a louder moan to fill our kitchen as she pulls her head away sucking hard and making a loud ‘POP!’ Sound as my head evacuates her salivating mouth.

She looked up at me with those big blue eyes and smiled to me the same grin I gave her last night. “Mmmmmm,” she said licking her lips as she stood up and gave me a quick peck on the lips, “better hurry, don’t want to be late for your formation!” She said as she brushed past me, no doubt smiling a grin of achievement as she left me hanging just like I did her the night before.

“Ughhh, baby! Not fair!”

But she didn’t say a word, instead grabbed my camouflage ruck sack and carried it out to the car, leaving me the two large green duffels and my camouflage backpack. I walked over to them, adjusting myself appropriately so none of the neighbors would catch a glimpse of my bulge in my pants, then tucked my brown t-shirt into my pants and secured them with my belt. The drive to base, which isn’t terrible long, was filled with sexual tension on both our ends and I couldn’t help but feel like I might have pushed her too far and made a mistake not allowing her to feel the sweet completion she craves so much. I knew I was playing with fire.

From the instant we got together it was very clear the sexual drive she had. I didn’t want to rush into anything so I was the prude of the relationship early on, limiting our advances to only foreplay, which sounds easy to do but I assure you with her persistence and her sex appeal it was no easy feat. When we finally did take it to that next level it was like unleashing a sexual lioness, one I struggled to keep up with. No matter how hard I tried my stamina wouldn’t match hers and all could hope to do was keep mine at bay as long as I could to make sure she soaked my sheets, sofa, floor or ottoman as much as possible. I had always had fantasies of seeing my woman with someone else, probably derived from the fact that my stamina couldn’t match so in my mind if there were two of us taking care of her she would be able to get more out of the encounter.

I heard a comedian make the comment that its best to get your sexual dirty laundry out in the open as early as possible so by the time you’ve both fallen for each other and you each confess your history or your darker fantasies there isn’t this struggle to satisfy the other when your fantasies don’t match up. But right from the beginning we synched like none before. I remember holding onto my biggest fantasy, seeing my woman with another man, thinking it was so taboo that it would surely scare her away. Then she asked the question, and in the interest of not lying to her and maintaining an honest and open communication, I told her that I enjoy the thought of her flirting with other men, even to the point where she takes it to the physical level and she enjoys another man’s company. She told me, you mean like a ‘hotwife’? I told her I had no idea what that was, but after she asked me to look it up online I confirmed that was indeed what I was referring to, just didn’t know it was such a big fetish of others.

So there we sat in our car, all these past experiences leading up to where we currently were and I couldn’t help by smile on the inside, not knowing what she would have in store for me but I knew it was going to drive me absolutely crazy, in the best way, during my training. I reached over and put my hand on her lap as I drove, giving her thigh a squeeze as she put her hand on mine, we both looked at each other smiling, and the way the morning light was shining through the window across her caramel-colored skin, her bright blue eyes looking at me and her amazing smile I got a rush of warmth flowing over me and I couldn’t help think I was the luckiest guy in the world.

We pulled into the packed parking lot as a whole Battalion’s worth of Soldiers were coming in, dropping off their gear, drawing out their goodbye’s to their families and heading off to formation. Finally finding our parking spot I put the car in park and squeeze her thigh one last time.

“You’re gonna miss me right baby?” She asks looking over at me with the most adorable expression and her big blue eyes looking right through me.

“Of course gorgeous, I miss you already.”

“Well, when you come back to me I will gladly finish what I started this morning,” she reaches over and grabs my crotch, feeling my cock slowly growing in her hand as she leans in for a kiss, she squeezes him and exhales deeply as she retreats back to her seat. “Ugh, I really wish you would’ve finished me last night,” letting out a frustrated grunt.

“Baby, don’t think about it too much you’re just going to get yourself worked up,” I chuckle as I say “plus you’re not allowed to get your release if I can’t so don’t you even think about going home and taking care of yourself!”

“Ugh! Not fair!” She pouts, but just as she does I get out of the car as my semi-hard on has subsided and I need to get my things for formation.

I pop the trunk open and gather my duffels and my backpack and she grabs the ruck that she carried into the car, but no less than ten steps later we notice Herrera and Thomas jogging toward us, “Sergeant, we were told by our squad leader to come help you carry your things over,” Herrera explains.

“Y’all think I need help carrying my bags? I’m not that damn old,” I say to them.

“Roger Sergeant, can we at least take the bag from your wife?” Thomas asks nodding towards my wife.

“Yes please,” she says dropping my ruck to the ground with a THUD “Are you the new Soldier?”

As she drops is down she slightly bends over, and I watch as Thomas’ eyes drop curiously to the large opening her tank top just presented, with no bra her breasts swing freely down and as I see his eyes widen I can tell he just snuck a peek and caught a glimpse of one of her nipples if not both. As she stands up his blank expression and eyes quickly look over at Herrera as if nothing had happened. But I can’t help but smirk considering the scenario my wife and I played out just a few short hours earlier.

Thomas nods, “Yes ma’am, my wife and I just got here a couple weeks ago,”

“Neither you or Herrera are going to this training right? So why are you here this early?” She asks.

“Well,” explains Herrera, “the Platoon Sergeant, er, your husband I mean, made - -“ Herrera’s eyes jolt away from her and to the ground, “I mean asked that all Soldiers show up to help the platoon get everything loaded up, one team, one fight” he looks up at me very quickly and then back to the ground.

“Damn straight one team, one fight,” I said, “we support each other and help each other out whether we are leaving the wire together or staying back as support.”

Both Herrera and Thomas nodded, “Yes Sergeant,” they say in unison as Thomas grabs the ruck from my wife and throws it on his back, stepping off toward the formation with Herrera.

I stop and turn towards my wife, “Thank you baby for helping carry my gear, I think I can take it from here,”

“You’re getting rid of me? But you don’t leave for another” pulling out her phone to look at the time, “almost thirty minutes!”

“I know baby, but I still have to go and get accountability from my squad leaders and make sure everyone is here and that all sensitive items are signed for and stored properly before we fall in for formation,” I put my hands on her waist and lean in for a kiss, which she returns hesitantly, “I love you and I will see you before you know it,”

Pouting again she looks at me, “Its going to go so slow and you know it! Are you sure I can’t think about you tonight? Just once?” All the sudden her pouting turns to an innocent and almost begging expression.

“Aw baby, no.” I say firmly, “you are not allowed to think about me until I am back, promise?”

“Ugh, fine, I promise I won’t think about you,” she says, not knowing I definitely caught her eyes squint slightly when she said you.

indescribable yelling in the background

“Ok baby I have to go, I love you!”

“I love you too!”

“Oh and I forgot to tell you,” I say as I was walking off and I quickly move back to her, “I gave Specialist Herrera an extra key to the house in case of an emergency, or if you need him to walk Maverick or let him out to shit, I will text you his number before we head out, please don’t hesitate to use them if you need to they are more than happy to help, I love you!” One last kiss before I turn around and move out quickly to formation.

_”hmmm, don’t worry baby I won’t be afraid to use them if I need to”_she thinks to herself as she turns around back towards the car, 100% aware of Thomas’ eyes burning a hole in her breasts just a few minutes before, she knew what she was doing. Sowing the seeds for what she had planned for me during my absence.