She moved into his arms, hugged him and just sort of purred. David kissed her softly and then moved to slip the panties off, kissing her all over as...he moved down. He kissed her warm wet pussy and moved lower then she stepped out of them. There she stood naked except for the spike high heels. She suddenly thought of herself as a slut and that was good in a naughty sort of way. She did a pose and then walked across the room to the bath. David, kneeling on the floor just looked at the. "Seethat they are properly equipped, and bring them back to my office whenthey are ready." Yes, Sir," she responded. "Follow me privates."We marched out behind her and followed down a long corridor to a roomlabelled 'Quartermaster'. When the door had closed behind us she issueda series of orders. "Empty all your pockets and put the contents on thetable. Then remove your uniforms, fold them and lay them on the chairbeside you. Take off your boots and socks also."While we were carrying out these. We would always sleep really close to each other and touch each other.. at first, innocently. One night I was sleeping and woke up to her hand caressing my ass and touching herself. I turned around and looked at her and she froze, but I told her it was okay because I liked it. She stopped and we went back to bed. Then, one night we were laying together face to face with my legs over hers and our pussies got closer and closer. She started to pull me in and I thrusted forward. We started grinding. I left her right there and went up to have a beer. There was just one left out of a twelve-pack. I dug out another twelve and restocked the fridge.I sat in the kitchen enjoying that cold beer. Just as I finished it off Stacey came up from the basement family room.She looked at me and asked, “Does your wife have a douche bag? That asshole boyfriend of mine cum in me. He must have been too drunk to pull out like he normally does. It’s probably already too late but I should at least try to get his.