Quicky during military basic training [MF]

Warning this might be long. This happened over a decade ago, so some of it will be improvised. It was spring time and the weather felt great, especially coming from a pretty cold winter. Basic training was a rather interesting time for those of us going through it. Most of us being teenagers fresh out of high school with hormones running rampant.

I am your typical wrestler, short, 5’7 with wide broad shoulders and a thick back and large legs. My waist is at 28″ but my legs are too big so I have to wear size 34 jeans so my legs would fit.
There was this girl who I would always run with. She was about 5’5, blonde hair green eyes and very petite. She had the body of a runner, lean but strong. I don’t think I ever knew her name but let’s call R. I always ran with her because we had the same pace and was very easy on the eyes. We also were able to keep conversation during our runs and I always looked forward to those moments. There was never anything special about our conversations but it was just nice to talk to someone and I assume she felt the same way. Out of the blue one day she says that she only gets to see me during our runs. I replied that was probably for the best, because we would most likely get in trouble together. She turned and gave me the slyest of smiles. Oh yeah? She replied with a sarcastic tone. I just smirked with out turning to her. I mentioned that Friday we had time to go get essentials and would be free for a few hours. She didn’t respond but I could see the smirk again. And it drove me wild!

One of my [f]avorite [m]emories

My friend, Jessica was in a relationship but we harmlessly flirted back and forth, never directly more like insinuating and innuendos. She was beautiful, 5’1, fit, tan, long wavy blonde hair, greenish/gray eyes. We would see each other at the gym and catch each other starring but we never spoke about it.
One night, I’m making dinner for a date when I hear someone knocking on my door. When I open it, shes standing there with a long coat on and its apparent she has been crying for some time. She immediately hugs me and starring balling. I calm her down a bit and I get her inside. Text my date and ask for a reschedule. I finish cooking and sit her down in the living room. She starts rambling about her bf and how she found out he had been cheating, and how it all makes sense, etc. Jess notices the dinner and immediately puts it together that I had a date. She starts to apologize and insists that she cock blocked me. I tell her not to worry about it and sarcastically stated that I would much rather be there listening to her cry about her ex. She laughed and teased back with a sappy baby voice “Oh you were expecting to get laid tonight? Boohoo. Mr. Always-gets-laid, wont get any for the 1st time this year!” I laughed and said that I wish I could have sex that often but that I had been on a dry spell for a few months. We laugh and I suggest we put the wine and dinner to use. She asked if she could borrow a tshirt, as she was in lingerie. I wasnt even aware but gave her a shirt and a pair of basketball shorts. Apparently she was going to surprise her bf when he got home but her home computer had been receiving messages from his facebook messenger. He left it logged on and she read all of his conversations. So I do my best to change the subject and a few glasses of wine later we were laughing and having a great time. We finish dinner amd decide to watch a movie. I had arranged the living room prior to date night so that the love seat was facing the tv and a coffee table infront of it for our bottle and glasses. We end up watching a horrible movie and make fun of it the whole time.