They were both married.One of my monthly Military duties was working as security at the club on base. I pulled this once a month, and normally enjoyed...it. Now I was never much of a partier, but I did enjoy looking at the young ladies that hung out there. Most of them were from 18-24 years old, and looking for some Marine or Sailor to screw them for the night.However, I had made friends of some of these ladies. The year before, I had worked as a bartender there for about 3 months. The hours were. Her small pout breasts stood in front of me, her nipples were hard. She moaned as I reached forward and had a little suck on each in turn. I told her to kneel on the sofa as I wanted her arse, I ran my hands around her buttocks feeling the fabric of her shorts and the outline of her panties, my fingers running up and down her crack and between her parted legs, back up to the crack again stopping at her butthole. She moaned again as my finger found the opening through her clothing, I then slowly. What will the people say?” she said while slowly moaning.“To hell with what the people say. I love and I want to satisfy you. Do you want me to do that or do you want to just masturbate in the bathroom like you did?”She was startled by this news but didn’t say anything. I slowly started circling her pussy. She started moaning louder and finally stepped away from the bench. She turned towards me and bit her sexy lips. I couldn’t take it any longer and kissed her. Even if she hasn’t had sex for a. ..” Richard hummed, nodding in admiration of the large cleavage she displayed as she took her now-damp shirt off. He took it from her with one hand, and pulled her to her feet with the other. She was wide, but a short ass, no doubt about it.“Get on the box, ma’am.” Holding her hand, he watched her try to climb up, but her pencil skirt was too tight. Now it was her turn to feel shamed and red with embarrassment. He grinned as she stared at the floor, and then picked her up and put her on the box.