She had her interests and I had mine. We even had separate bedrooms. Two or maybe three times a year we would attend a regimental function. We were ve...y good at socialising and saying the right things at the right time. I missed the Regiment so much. It was my life.I was unemployed for the first time and bored silly. I just didn't know what to do. I would have found it very difficult indeed to take a job and being told what to do probably by some kid or even a young female. I was a senior. I’ll buy my own.”Silence while he regroups. I do too. I hope I’m not playing it too cool. I hunch my shoulders fractionally. More cleavage.“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” Not a bad line, a whitebread suburban bar.I laugh, “Good question. I just stopped for a pop on my way back to the hotel. The burbs aren’t really my thing.”“What hotel?”“Marriott.”“On Metcalf?”I’d just told him I didn’t like the suburbs. Probably too much chest-attention.“No. Downtown. Kansas City. On. "If we're going to keep warm this way," she said. "You'll have to keep this..."But what she brushed away wasn't hard at all. It was my cock, but it was soft and limp. Maybe because we were in bed and holding each other, was making her think sex, she had probably imagined a big cock trying to get between the cheeks of her ass."What are you doing, Barbara? You want to play with my cock?" I asked. She knew I was kidding and she had to keep up with me."Well," she said, "You were feeling my boobs. That first time I did that, when he was done pissing I just continued to suck it until he came and I swallowed the mixture of cum and piss. Life was good for me.Like I said it was hardly ever on the weekends that he would come over so I would get to sleep not expecting him to come, but one night I heard a knock at around 11PM and I figured it was him, I was happy I had picked out a red t-shirt to wear to bed and not a plain old gray one. But when I got to the door I heard another voice and when.