..Flashback – Major M – Undisclosed baseI decided I needed to redo the report which would implicate Sgt. Reynolds. I knew the Old Man was going to...need to see me soon so I needed some protection. The words literally flew off my fingers and in no time not only was I finished, I believed it was one of the best pieces of work I had ever done! Hell, I should write novels for a living. I saved it just as the Old Man's aide walked in and stated, "Sir the General would like to see you immediately."I. Hey, I'll let you see what I have if you let me see what you have." I couldn't believe my ears. We had been friends forever. Were we actually contemplating showing each other our wives naked, and even worse, in the midst of fucking? As I thought about it, I realized I was rock hard. Partly at the idea of seeing his wife, who I had always found attractive. But also at the idea of him seeing my wife. "Okay, I said, but you already saw plenty. You show me some next." He grabbed his phone, fumbled. Diego first pushed a button and said, "Deni, please bring Mr. Johnson and Mr. Phillips some of our special coffee." He looked up at us and said, "Actually, all we have is our special coffee."Diego called the other attorney and had a brief conversation. It wasn't but a few minutes after we had been served coffee that the other attorney came in, flanked by some pretty rough looking men. One of the men looked familiar, but I couldn't place him. He did a double take and looked at me hard as. . I.. I..' She stammered. 'Just give me your fucking shorts.' Slowly, with determination and inner strength, even with dignity, she undid them at the back and peeled them down. As I mentioned they were some bloody from how Brad had burst her clit. She extended her hand to offer them to me. I accepted them, with gratitude, and checked out the blood staining. It was mostly at the front. I pressed them to my face, rubbed them to my crotch and tossed them.