1. The Perks of Military Command- Part II


    Date: 7/22/2016, Categories: Hardcore, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    she had joined the Army. “My dad was in the Army and so was my uncle,” she replied to my question. “Amy Recruiting should use you,” I remarked. “You are easy on the eyes.” “I need a little cleaning up,” she replied. “You’re more than welcome to use my shower,” I replied. “Sir, thank you sir,” she replied, “but enlisted soldiers are not allowed to-” “-Fraternize with officers,” I remarked, cutting her off, mid-sentence and finishing off her thought and sentence. “Sir, yes, sir,” she responded. I stood up and walked over to where she stood in front of my desk. “I am going to tell you the very same thing I told Private Lovejoy,” I remarked. “Long before I was an Army officer, I was simply a man. The same is true with you. You’re a woman, a damn good looking, sexy woman and whether you wear the uniform or not, you’re still a woman.” “Sir, yes sir,” she responded, “But--” I cut her off again, mid-sentence. “But nothing,” I interrupted. “You need a shower, so take your sweet ass in to my shower, and get cleaned up!” She looked at me, unsure of what to do. “Okay,” I remarked, seeing her hesitation. “I’ll put it more simply. I think I have something you want, something you need, something you might even desire , but it is up to you. No one is forcing your hand here.” As I spoke, I stripped out of my BDU blouse and hung it on a hook located on my office wall. I pulled my Army green t-shirt off and tossed it on to my couch. “I don’t want to get into trouble, sir,” she remarked. I ...
    stepped past her and locked the door to my office. “No one is going to get in any trouble,” I remarked. I stepped in front of her, my bare chest at eye level. Her breathing was labored and I could tell she was nervous. I reached out and took her hand and placed it directly on my bare chest. “Do you feel that heartbeat?” I asked. “Yes, sir,” she replied as I held her hand on my chest. “It is connected to other body parts that are as equally strong,” I remarked. I could see her thinking. “Jenna Thompson,” I remarked, “I like the name Jenna. Can I call you Jenna?” “Sir, yes sir,” she replied. “Jenna,” I remarked, looking her straight in her dark brown eyes, “Would you like to take a shower with me?” “Sir ... yes ... sir,” she replied softly. “Are you sure?” I asked. “I don’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you don’t feel comfortable doing.” “I would have no problems in sharing a shower with you,” she replied. “I’m not stupid.” I unbuttoned the four buttons of her BDU use blouse as she stood in front of me. I parted her uniform blouse and slowly helped her out of it, slipping it off of her shoulders and down her well tanned arms. She reached behind her back and unsnapped her bra, allowing the shoulder straps to fall over her shoulders. She eased out of her bra and let it fall to the floor, her 38DD breasts set free. I lightly touched her erect nipples with my finger, tracing a path down to her belt. I loosened her belt, as she watched me unfasten it and unbutton her BDU ...
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