"Sweetie, I've kept you long enough. Call me later, about 4:30. Bye sweetie."Shannon didn't wait for an answer. She just smiled and hung up. The word ...mile doesn't do her current expression justice. It was more like the cat that ate the canary. Only it wasn't a canary she had in mind eating or being eaten.Shannon took a late lunch and rushed home. After letting the dogs out, she d**g out her sex swing. With a little effort and her tall stepladder, she was able to secure it nicely to the beam. "So," she said."It's in Wheeling? Who're they playing?" He said it's in Pittsburgh. The Steelers..." Oh." It's this Sunday." Ellen, you sure you want to go?"I let the words settle in hard; I had to say it. This screwy fantasy was out there, but this was different, and at least I was going to come out and say it. I didn't want my wife getting into deeper waters than she realized, or me for that matter."It's just a football game." Hon, I'm thinking Mr. Conti is—I think he's looking forward to. "Yes ma'am, they were," he replied.I knew that Fort Leonard Wood was a training base, but what kind was a mystery to me. I also knew that the local cops treated the military in a less than friendly fashion most of the time, and maybe a party was what I needed to lift my spirits. It was known locally as "Fort Lost In The Woods," and comprised 96,000 acres of the kind of ground I was standing on, namely not good for much else."Tell you what Sarge," I said, "if you guarantee there won't be any. When I reached, I saw him talking to some guys, Well I assume that was his colleagueJust the sight of him is what I needed to relieve the antsy little kitten that had been making my panties wet all day. He was standing talking to one of the guy, and his thumbs were hooked in the pockets of his jeans, which to my horny little mind framed and enhanced his bulging package. Oh my fucking God, I thought when he gave his unit an mindless squeeze, making it poke out more. He always does that to tease.