We’d been coworkers for a half of a tour of duty, so about 4 months. I was the civilian girl working alongside him and the unit he was in, and he was one of the army guys in charge.
Shifts were rotating eights. So sometimes it’d be during the day that we’d exchange glances and flirt when I called him over to “fix” things that weren’t broken. It felt safe. Blowing off steam in the most PG way. Our office was locked because of the info we had inside. So once you were inside, no one could really “walk in” as you’d hear the punch code and have that warning.
Sometimes I’d be working the four to midnight. You’d be done at 10pm but you’d hang out with me until I was done, almost always. We knew we liked each other and were hot for each other. We’d watch tv episodes or just talk.
You wanted to make Sgt so you were on your best behavior though. I wasn’t though, really. I had fucked a few guys already and had gotten away with it. I had been getting the D on the regular, except my last guy had finished his tour and was shipped home, so now was always horny. To be honest, I was getting pretty bold.
One day, I called you in at 11pm.
You were already back at your shack, a ten minute walk away.
“Alex I need you to come in. Honestly, I’ve been getting some calls, about guys direct dialing calls and not being able to connect so I need you to come in and check out some stuff.”
He was pissed. I could tell he had been sleeping.
“Are you serious? We can flirt tomorrow. I really need sleep.”
“Yes I’m serious. It’s a legit work request, not a plot to lure you in to keep me company watching tv and flirting with me.”
“I’ll be there soon.” He sighed. He sounded annoyed.
Ten minutes later he was there. Of course, since I’d gotten off of the phone with him I had applied a discreet amount of lip gloss, pulled down my sand colored uniform top as far as I could, to expose the top of my cleavage as best as I could, and was batting my eyelashes when he came in.
He took one look at me and burst out with a “Fuck, seriously?!? Are you kidding me??” He was angry now. A vein in his temple that I had never seen before started to push out, throbbing and swollen under his golden tan skin.
I stood up to greet him, to placate him, even. We’d touched each other flirtatiously before- like a laughing punch on the shoulder, or an “accidental” graze of two bodies as we passed each other in the hallway, but neither of us had made a real move yet. I put my hand in his shoulder and used my best doe eyed look.
“Alex…I’m not lying. Go check the servers and tell me something isn’t down!! I might be a civvy but I’m not stupid, and I didn’t call you in to flirt with you.”
I had started on a tone that was aimed at appeasing his anger, but by the end of all that tumbling out of my mouth, I was actually pissed off.
Fuck this guy, I thought to myself. I’m 30, with big round tits, a nicely curvy body, long blonde hair, and a pretty face. I’m in a camp with over twenty thousand horny young guys. Ya, I found him charming and hot but who the fuck did he think he was? I call him in to do the *actual job* that’s he’s on call for and he’s being rude to me!? He thinks I’m so thirsty for him and have no options? Asshole.
He shook off my hand on his shoulder with a quick shrug. “There better be something goddamned broken or so help me god..” he said between clenched teeth.
“Or what?? Don’t be a douche Alex. Fuck! Just go check the servers.” I flounced off to the opposite side of the office, to go get a waterbottle from the fridge. He walked to the opposite side of the office, behind the wall, towards the server cages.
Even though he was pissing me off, I was still turned on by him. But there actually was something wrong with the servers, and I don’t like being spoken rudely to, and he was being obnoxious.
I stood there, leaning back against the fridge, my legs slightly spread, my eyes closed, my one hand holding the bottle while I drank deeply, trying to cool down and chill out. I was pissed now, and somehow it was making me hornier. My other hand was on my side, lightly rubbing the spot between hip and ass.
I don’t really know what I was doing. It wasn’t premeditated. It wasn’t a pose. I was just… doing what a horny girl does, I guess? Trying to slake my thirst, figuratively and literally.
Suddenly, I felt him. I gasped. My eyes popped open. I lowered the water bottle and quickly took my other hand off myself. He was standing there in front of me. He wasn’t between my legs, but it felt like he was, because he was as close me to as he could be without crossing that line.
I hadn’t noticed it before, when he had come in, but he had strapped on a thigh holster and was carrying a small gun, instead of the big one they usually all had so casually slung over their backs. He wasn’t touching me but his gun was. Just barely grazing my inner thigh. He was doing it on purpose. He knew the thigh holster turned me the fuck on. We were closer than we had ever been before.
“Uhh hi?” I said sarcastically, looking away from him, and trying my best to seem like I didn’t care that he was there, so close I could smell him, and that my leg was being touched by his weapon. I was turned on but still smarting from his rudeness.
He didn’t say anything for a second or two. I finally looked back at him. He was staring directly at me and when our eyes locked, he immediately stepped in closer. Suddenly the gun was pushing up against my leg, and a lot closer to my pussy than before. A soft sound escaped my lips, coming from somewhere deep in my throat. It was half moan, half grunt. I was already wet.
“You like that eh?” He had leaned forward and whispered that in my ear. I nodded quickly. The gun pushed in even closer and I was suddenly very antsy and could feel my pussy muscles clenching softly and involuntarily.
“Good girl,” he said as he quickly stepped back and out of my bubble.
I stood there for a second, dazed, watching him walk away and out of the office door. Suddenly I felt very hot, but like the air around me was cold. It was weird. I was tingling. My nipples were suddenly hard.
“What the fuck…” I muttered to myself. I was confused. He had purposely worn the thigh holster to turn me on, but he was cranky and rude, and then he was all pushing up in my shit, and then he just waltzes out? Men are so confusing.
I decided I should go outside, get some air, look up at the sky and clear my head. I grabbed the portable phone and my cup of tea (now cold) and headed outside. It was dark, as it always was at that time, and I walked over to the hang out area and plopped myself now, and let out a sigh.
“Hi.”
I nearly jumped out of my skin. It was him. He knew me and my habits too well. He was waiting outside, because he knew I’m come out, as I often did, to look at the moon and the stars. I hadn’t seen him in the dark.
Before I could say anything he put his hand on my face and leaned in and kissed me. God, his lips felt just as plush and velvety as I had imagined they would, and his breath was sweet and minty. I immediately raised my hand up and planted it on that spot between his neck and shoulder. My other hand immediately went on to his thigh. Goddamn he was so well built. We kissed for half a minute, and it was heaven. But somehow I felt shy. I pulled away.
“Uhhhhh. You know we’re not actually supposed to, uh, ummm….” I was awkward. I didn’t know what to say or do. I was practically speechless and god knows that never happens.
“Hey listen”, he said, ignoring me, “I wanted to say something before I forget…there *was* something wrong with the servers. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a dick. I was just…I was sleeping and I’ve had a hard day, and…. and anyway: I shouldn’t have been rude, and I’m sorry.”
Suddenly I wasn’t awkward anymore. How sweet was he to apologize, and so nicely? I wasn’t feeling sensitive about how he’d treated me. I wasn’t angry. I felt all mushy. “Alex you’re perfect, you know that?” I just said it. It just popped out of my mouth. Three months of crushing on him, and he was so nice to me in that moment, and I said something stupid.
He’d probably think I was a weirdo. I felt stupid almost immediately. But he just smiled broadly and leaned in for another kiss. Suddenly, I twisted around really quickly and was sitting on his lap, straddling him.
Fuck me, I thought to myself. This could get serious fast. I’m already wet. He apparently was already hard. We kept kissing and his hands were all over me. I was in heaven. Suddenly he took his hands off, and pushed me back for a second.
“Hold on a second there…”. I thought he was telling me to stop, but it turns out he was just leaning forward to remove his gun. He slapped the whole thing, holster and all, down on the table, and without the gun between us, suddenly I was snuggled up much more closely to his body. He reached up into my hair and pulled me back towards his face and we started kissing again.
I could now clearly make out the feel of his cock through his pants, and damn did it feel good. I started to rub myself in slow circles, on top of him. He responded by grunting and shoving his hand up the back of my shirt.
Before I knew it, my bra was popped and he had one hand underneath the cup, squeezing my breast, and then pinching my nipple. I gasped out loud. I arched my back instinctively, grinding myself into him savagely. He slipped his other hand under my shirt and was twisting both my nipples now.
Fuck it felt so good. It felt like he already had the tip of his dick inside me, I was grinding so hard.
“Stop. Stop!” he said suddenly. I froze. Fuck- did he hear footsteps? Was someone coming? I was jolted out of the moment and jumped up, and off him, and did my bra back up faster than I thought humanly possible.
“What?” I whispered. I was standing there, shivering cold all of sudden.
“Why did you stop?” he asked. He looked hurt.
“You told me to stop!!! Well, is someone coming? What the fuck Alex! Why did you stop us if no one is coming!?”
“Cause you were grinding so hard I thought you were gonna light my dick on fire. I just wanted to take it out for you…”
The mood was gone for me. Now I was scared. For those few minutes I had been so into it. After months of sexual tension and flirting I was legitimately ready to jump on his dick at the weird wooden booth the boys had built in the lounge area. But now I was a bit freaked out over the thought of being caught.
“Uhh, ya, I think I’m just going to go inside and relax. But umm, it was nice to uhh… ummm, thanks for coming to fix the server”, I said it as I was walking back to the office door. He sat there looking kind of stunned.
Once I was back inside I went back to my desk and put my head down on my arms, the way we used to when we were napping at our desks in grade school. Again he snuck up on me, but this time his hands were on my shoulders, giving me a massage. I let it happen for a few seconds because it felt so good, and then I swiveled my chair around to face him.
He looked at me and smiled his usual cocky grin, his dimple popping out. He rubbed his bald head and looked at me. I noticed he was still hard.
“What??” I asked, annoyed. He was gonna tease me for jumping on to his lap and being so thirsty, I could tell, and I wasn’t really in the mood.
He stood there looking at me and then leaned back against the desk, and unzipped his pants and took out his dick.
Oh shit, I thought. Here we go.
“You should suck it”.
I was tempted for a second but then, anger kicked in.
“Who the fuck do you think you are Alex? Just because we kissed out on the patio doesn’t mean that..”
He lunged forward, grabbed a handful of my shirt, and yanked me up out of my seat, and forward, until I was fully pressed up against him. He kissed me again, this time more roughly, and he jammed his tongue into my mouth. I greedily sucked it. His other hand dropped down, under the band of my yoga pants, and right into my panties.
He slipped his middle finger down through my folds and straight into my hole. I immediately lifted my foot off the ground and planted it on the desktop, right beside him, he fingered me for a few seconds and then quickly took his hand out of my pants. I immediately leaned in fully, so I was basically lying on top of him yet we were both still standing up. My pussy, now hot and dripping again, was grinding up against his hard cock.
“I said you should suck it”.
“I’d rather ride it”, I said, between kisses.
He pulled away from me, then took a step away from me and looked me in the eye and said it again. This time he was very stern sounding.
I don’t know what I was thinking, but there I was, on my knees for him. I sucked it. I worked it with my hand. I sucked it again. He was moaning a little bit, which I loved, and he was thrusting into my mouth a little bit. It was a juicy, sloppy, noisy job and at this point I apparently didn’t really care if anyone was going to walk in.
After maybe 5 minutes he said that he was going to come. I just grunted to let him know I was cool. I made sure not to change anything, in fact I sped up a little, and when I felt his balls spasming, I pulled back and aimed his dick at my face. I looked up at him while he was cumming all over me. He had a very satisfied look on him face. Finally he was done and dropped his dick.
He continued to watch me as I stood up and went and got a napkin and started wiping off his big load. Right before I was about to finish cleaning myself off he wiped a big gob off with two fingers, commanded me to open up, and then rammed them into my mouth and said “clean me off bitch”.
My eyes widened in shock, but I sucked his fingers clean even though cum tasted metallic and salty and gross. Then I stepped back, and just kind of stared at him.
“Good girl” he said, leaning forward and grabbing my boob and squeezing it hard, while simultaneously kissing me on the forehead. Then he turned around, and slowly walked out. I heard him zipping up his fly as he was leaving. I smiled. I was a bit confused by all that had just happened, but I liked it.
A few minutes later I got a text. We weren’t supposed to have our phones on at work but whatever. No one ever came in during my shift.
“I hope you liked sucking my dick, you little slut”.
I laughed. I didn’t respond right away. I didn’t quite know what to say.
He texted again:
“I know you did. I’ll fuck you in the server room next time I see you. Be ready”.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/fcp9bm/afghanistan_adventures_part_1_fm_men_in_uniform