"Well then you better get going! Don't keep her waiting too long!" I insisted.Brad climbed out of the pool and dried off with his towel before heading...out to the lobby."How about you Ben?"Ben looked up at me and smiled slightly. Hesitating slightly, he answered, "Yeah, I’m walking home”"Okay, good! Then… better get out! I'm gonna hit showers myself!"And into the locker room I went, to have my usually after-shift shower and change. The shower stalls were made of concrete and lined with tiles.. My erection stood out obviously as a thick snake running down my left leg in my tightish boxers. His grin seemed to indicate that he was up to something, so not to be outdone, I decided to make the next move and lifted my t-shirt off my head and threw it to the side too. I didn’t expect the air-conditioned room to be as cool as it was, and my nipples immediately hardened, accentuating my relatively ripped hairless torso. I stood there awaiting his next move.The tailor got up from his stool. I offered.”“Oh, just shut up and fuck me.”He picked her up and carried her to his bedroom. “What did I do to deserve you?”“It’s not what you did, it’s what you’re about to do. I hope.”“You just wait.”He dropped her on the bed where she bounced gently and squealed. He fell to his knees, pulled her to the edge of the bed, peeled her panties off and draped her legs over his shoulders. He devoured her pussy, biting, licking, and sucking. Her moans were interspersed with squeals whenever he touched. "Not as much as I want to be, any more. Can't be a reservist with this stuff happening, all these undercover assignments." He gave her a small smirk. "A lot older than you. I bet I'm old enough to be your much older brother, if not your father. And I think we probably have very different outlooks, Inky." From every Marine I have ever met or worked with, you're a grunt until you die. And even then, God makes considerations." Pulling her hand back, she rested her head into her hands, her elbows.