I'm Jeff Bishop and I'm in the 332nd. I sure hope you will come down and fly with us sir. It would be an honor to fly on your wing," and then he turne... to look at Lydia and said to me, "And I presume sir this lovely lady is Mrs Bartlett?"I said, "You're correct again Lieutenant," and I looked at Lydia and said, "Honey may I present Lieutenant Jeff Bishop of the 332nd Fighting Demons," and to Lieutenant Bishop I said, "Lieutenant, my wife Lydia." Lydia extended her hand to the lieutenant and. “Hey, please don’t say anything please. I’m so embarrassed too. Can we just keep this between us and pretend nothing happened.” Jay begged her. It was not until then that Tristen figured out what Jay must have been doing. She smiled and said “it’s Okay, yeah…,” she paused “what happened?” she jokingly added with a smile.A few seconds of silence felt like minutes to Jay wondering how fast Tristen might dart upstairs now. To his surprise Tristen seemed content to stay downstairs on the couch. I cringed but tried not to show my disgust, he had laid 75.00 on the dresser for the privileged of having sex with me. I was young and dumb but wanted to be fucked and needed the money. I wanted to be fucked more, but that's another story, oh why not tell... I had been used so many times by Bruce, Charlie and Daniel and others, I had come to want to be used by men sexually. So when this guy rubbed against me in the market, i could not help but bend slightly and rub back against his hard male. My first orgasm shatters me and I start to scream out my pleasure, but he puts his hand over my mouth, covering my scream of ecstasy. I lay back on the desk and his hands grip my tits, his thumbs rubbing my nipples. He turns me over suddenly, bending me over my desk. His hands grip my asscheeks, squeezing them and spreading them. He savagely takes me from behind. Slamming into my tight wet hole so hard that I gasp in surprise. Our skin slaps together as he fucks me harder and faster than he has.