We dined in the Mess the Air force had laid a meal on for all of us Janet never let go of my arm.Once I collected my kit and said good bye to the guys...I had trained with we drove home I had a weeks leave before going for officer training.Janet snuggled against me I slipped my arm around her shoulders and rested it on her budding breast she shielded my hand by resting her hand on mine.It was late when we got home I took my kit upstairs Janet insisted on helping once in the bedroom we kissed and. He was gentle, kind, polite -- all that she knew from working with him. But was he also as strong as he looked? Was he as big -- all over?"So, Christine, you have to stop letting him get to you," Mac was concluding. "He's not going to change. And when you try to argue with him, it just encourages him." He looked Christine straight in the eyes. With a flush, she realized she was getting wet -- down there.Embarrassed by her reaction, Christine snatched up the papers. "Thanks, Mac, I've..."As she. Near the end of the first rotation of that duty schedule I hooked up with a young female officer who I was cooped up with for hours on end. We talked and found that we both needed an "anonymous sex friend" in her words. I was totally into it for about four weeks. She was 26 and looked like a petite Beyonce and Rhianna with a little extra white-gurl added and then wore a tight Air Force flight/jumpsuit with kinky lingerie underneath. We broke all the rules. Ironically, she really got off on. I could feel the cheeks wobble. She then straightened me up and turned me so I was facing him. He could see the dark blonde hair between my legs as my panties were still rolled down."Oh for God's sake Arthur," she said, I guessed because he was still wanking his cock. "Ok, you win dear!"She turned to me and asked me to kneel on the ground. "Would you mind, he'll be hell to put up with if you don't."I said I would do what ever I could to help. I knelt down in front of him. She told him to stand.