She glanced toward me but I could tell she was still not really able to shift her attention away from what was transpiring before us. She mumbled agai..., eyes moving back toward the bed. ‘Yes, ah, we should… we should…’ Yolanda’s pace had quickened a bit, her breath escaping out in little bursts. She pulled Sam’s hands to her breasts, which were definitely more than a handful, and he fondled them enthusiastically. I thought I heard him mutter something like ‘Freakin’ awesome’ under his breath.. Each morning we had to get up and fold our bedding in a certain way, get dressed for the day then go to the mess hall for breakfast. Then to the parade ground to begin learning how to march, that seemed to be a never ending exercise to get it right. We were forever being yelled at, ‘heads up shoulders back, chest out and open those legs, left right come on swing those arms’ etc.. The drills were broken up with lectures on the service, explaining the different ranks, Aircraft recognition and. She left the room. Lying there for what seems like hours but was probably more like 15 minutes. My mind continued to wander through a variety of possible fantasies and with each new mental image, I wondered if this was the pleasure that awaited.I heard footsteps up the stairs. They they approached the bed. I felt those wonderful lips of my wife meet mine. A long hot passionate kiss. Our tongues danced and then she released and began to kiss my cheeks, my chin, my neck, my shoulders. A tender. Phir wo bole” Thodi jalan hogi par jaldi hi sab thik ho jayega.”Unhone mujhe mere pair chowde karne ko kaha aur mere aisa karne par meri chut ki taraf dekhte huye bole, “Thodi sujan hai, koi serious baat nahi hai.” Unhone wine me dooba cotton meri chut me daal diya aour mujhe pair sidhe karne ko kaha. Unhone mujhe sahara de kar bed par peeche takiya laga kar diwar ke sahare bitha diya. Main aaram se baithi hui thi. Mrei chut me thoda dard aur thodi jalan ho rahi thi. Jalan shayad wine se ho.