"So tell me… what were you watching?" she asked me softly."I-I don’t know just a movie," I said, still shaken.She thought for a moment, then she t...rned to me, taking a deep breath. “Well, you’re already hard, you might as well finish.”My eyes snapped up, looking at her astonished. “What?” I gasped.She put her hand on my leg just inches away from my still hard cock. “Don’t worry, Tom, it's okay. In fact… I kind of like watching. I want to see you do it for me.”I was dumbfounded. This girl wanted. I joined the Army the next day. The Marine recruiters were out of the office. Didn?t want to be one of Uncle Sam?s Misguided Children anyway. Ended up a Combat Engineer, MOS 21B5P, Airborne All The Way!Met my future wife in 88 while attending my OAC. She did not care for the military life style as both of her parents were former military. Her Dad had a Silver Star from WWII in Europe and Mom (Army Nurse) had Bronze Stars from WWII and Korea. My Dad had a DFC from early days in Vietnam. We. "They aren't exposed and gaunt like a skeleton. I can't count them unless I try. I don't want to feel bones when I touch you. I want to feel you, and your curves. Your waist does taper. No Baby, you're not model thin. Who the hell wants that?" His hands splayed over my stomach. "I like that you have a bit of a belly. It gives me something to explore, something to feel something to touch." His eyes followed his hands, turning darker, loaded with desire. "Baby, you have hips." His hands parted,. "Wow, that's quite some fantasy you have there." That's where you are wrong," he said. "You forget that I now know allof your fantasies. This is just one that I found intriguing, so Ichanged into a new outfit and made it happen." David, how will I go to work? I can't very well have you therecommanding me through my routine." Ah, I've thought of that. This is my contribution to the fantasy. Getup on your hands and knees." he said. He got into bed crouched behindme. "Okay, now open up that sweet.