Then, she patted me on top of the head, and said, "Stay there." She disappeared into her closet. This was usually a good thing, what emerged was usual...y good for me, in some way. What emerged was Kennedy in her dominatrix outfit. Kennedy didn't go for the traditional corset and lingerie, that wasn't her at all. She would have been happy just wearing her normal clothes, that was what she was comfortable in. But, she did find a look that agreed with her, she was wearing a leather jacket, just the. Slim in stature I stood all of five foot, six inches weighing in at a whopping 145 pounds. I wasn't much to look at in a uniform but out of one was another story, I could dress with the best and I looked good doing it, that was the best part. It was the middle of summer when I arrived at my first duty station, sunny San Diego California! Rushed through check in, I found myself alone in my barracks room waiting the arrival of my new roomate. Judging from the pictures on the wall he was a. He escorted me to my room, and said he would be back in a few minutes. I normally keep my panties on for massages, but today, I was feeling a bit naughty so I took it all off and slipped under the cover. I eased it up so it barely covered my butt and waited. I heard the door opened and shut behind him. He dimmed the lights, and put on some music. He told me he warmed up the massage oil, so it wouldn't be cold on my skin. I thanked him. Then he asked if there was any place particular that I. She walked over to me tentatively. As she reached me, she gave me a nervous smile. You could tell she was excited, but still a little insecure. It was so fucking adorable. She fumbled with the buttons on my blouse, but eventually had my shirt undone. She paused as she looked at my small but still firm breasts. She then awkwardly took my blouse off. She fumbled like a horny boy as she unclasped my lace bra. Once unclasped, my bra fell to the floor. She nervously looked at me, hesitant to.