Present – Jack – At the cabinAfter Glen's warning (where the hell is he anyway?) I put my weapons on the ground and head toward the Chinooks. Hell... we really screwed the pooch when we blew up the machinegun since it collapsed the ventilation duct. I hoped like hell the Greenies have some idea of how to access the tunnels because I had ran out of possibilities. A Captain steps out of the Chinook and I realize we are more fucked than when Glen was here! Hell, the lower the brass the worse the. Over forty or not, she blew away most of the girls my age without contest.Then she and the hubby got a divorce, and she was living alone. So I offered my services around the house. Mowing the lawn, fixing leaks, whatever she needed done, I was right there ready to please. A little extra money never hurt, and it gave me a chance to see her up close and personal. Although I never really expected to get as personal as we did.She came into the dining room, where I sat at the table with a glass of. I released the hard flesh from my gloved hand into her insistent hand and she grasped it tight. Not a word was said between us as the guy removed her hand and insisted that I grip him again with the nylon of the gloved hand. She looked crestfallen but stayed transfixed as I pumped the long, thick hardness.The continuing crush made it difficult for me to stroke as I wanted on this gorgeous member and my new girlfriend became increasingly agitated until finally, dropping to her knees she grabbed. My gaze slid up her slim legs as they rose into the c***dish panties, then up her chest as it rose flat and smooth, barely disturbed by the little mounds of her breasts. They were truly lovely, like new buds with mouth-watering nipples. She had swept her long blonde hair over her shoulder so that it hung down the left side of her chest like a golden wave and her eyes were sparkling at me."Nice," I said, closing the door behind me."Nice? Jack you really know how to flatter a girl, don't you?".