She must have look scared, because Melinda took her hand and said, "Don't worry honey, it's going to be fine."Courtney then stole a glance at Sigrid. ...ven sitting down it was evident she was tall, and with her long blonde hair and striking green eyes, Courtney thought she must be a supermodel. Brooke was eyeing her too. Her legs were spectacular and her prominent breasts strained the seams of her white blouse.The rest of the short trip passed in something of a blur as Courtney imagined what she. “It sounds like a good idea Joan. I can ask them if they would like to come over for the weekend. But were would they all sleep you know there are sixteen of them?” Paul asked.“You can bring over the gym mats and they can sleep on the floor. I'm sure they wouldn't mind. Plus the way you tell me they like soccer they won't want to sleep anyways.” I answered.“What about you Joan. What will you do all weekend? I wouldn't want to put you out.” Paul asked.“We have everything I need upstairs. But be careful at first.’Mike withdrew almost to the tip of his condomless cock (our agreement on condoms was that they did not have to be used with one’s own partner). His next movement was gentle but firm, full penetration in one slow thrust. Selma gave a little gasp of pleasure. Encouraged, Mike paused briefly while they both accustomed their bodies to this new conjunction, then he began to accelerate, each jerk of his hips culminating in the slap of flesh on flesh, setting his wife’s. It isn't meant to reflect chauvinistically toward female soldiers. This is a man's fantasy; even military men can fantasize, can't they?It's almost funny how it all started. I'd been with the 81st Airborne in vehicle maintenance for almost 6- months before our unit was sent to Iraq. Being one of only one hundred women in a battalion of over 5000 men had both advantages and disadvantages and I was getting used to both.I was committed to making my career in the Army and this was my big chance to.