Without saying a word she slid my hand under her blouse and up to her braless chest, "How does that feel now?" she said as she ran her other hand acro...s the front of my pants and over my stiffening cock. I felt her nipple getting hard as I rubbed my fingers across it, I pinched it gently with my fingers. She moaned softly and I pulled her tight against me and planted my lips on hers and slipped my tongue out to meet hers. We kissed passionately as we groped each other for several minutes, them. The computers on battery backups, the monitors now illuminate the room.Natalie returns to Barry."What do you think caused that?" Not sure, could be anything," Barry answers.Natalie looks at the ceiling as if the answer will appear. But nothing does."Well, you could probably still get coffee if you wanted; it's probably nothing serious." Yeah? I guess so. Alright, yeah, I'll go; I'll be right back."Barry smiles and nods sincerely.Natalie looks at Barry from the door; he notices - does a wide. My Dad had a DFC from early days in Vietnam. We worked through it with their help? or so I thought.We got engaged in early 89, set to be married in August of 90. We agreed to live off post whenever possible and to limit her future military involvement to an occasional FSG or officer?s wife club meeting.I deployed in support of Operation Hugo Relief in 89, picking up the pieces. Oh, the humanity!We had to postpone the wedding due to the Kuwait/Iraq dispute and being rapidly deployed to Saudi. What position had she used? Would she have been on her back or front? Kneeling? I knelt on the bed to find which was best. At I pressed the blue plug to my arse I felt a warm glow grow within me."Oh Sally, that's good."I pressed it in quite hard. Too hard. It hurt me. This is what it must have been like for her in the shower. I felt guilty again for having caused her pain.I pressed it in again, but more gently."That's better Sally. Slowly now."I was imagining her hand on the plug, not.