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The following story is not for the faint of heart and is NOT intended for those under the age of 18! Consider yourself forewarned!
An Army of One
As a nurse in the Army, I rose through the ranks relatively quickly. By the time I was 35, I was a Major, and up for selection to the next rank, Lieutenant Colonel. In 1991, I was stationed at Fort Bragg Army Base in
when I received orders for deployment – Kuwait
had just been invaded by ,
and I was to lead a forward team of medical personnel to set up a field
There were fifty of us (an aggregate of doctors, nurses, medics with a variety of expertise, mess specialists) that took the initial flight over, with one to two-hundred more scheduled to arrive within the week. The morning we landed in
we were all tasked with the setting up the hospital, berthing tents and the mess area. After lunch we were divided into teams (small
groups of no more than 5-8 people) that were to rotate among the four stations
we had set up and briefed on what the next few weeks/months would entail. Qatar
In the briefing for which I was responsible, I talked about Rights and Responsibilities that we would all share and by which would have to abide with regards to the Iraqi and Kuwaiti people that would be in our care, in addition to adhering to the codes of conduct which govern military personnel.
During my last brief of the afternoon, a young man who sat towards the back of the tent caught my attention –a Second Lieutenant (2LT.), newly commissioned nurse, fresh out of college. His skin was tanned bronze, his hair was blond but cut low, his lips looked kissably soft and he had the most amazing eyes –they were the color of lapis. I wasn’t just aroused when I saw him, I was horny. I avoided eye contact with him -it was all I could do not to fantasize about him during my lecture. When there were no questions, I dismissed the group for dinner.
I call aside a female Captain and inquire after the 2LT. “You know he’s black don’t you?”
“No, he’s not! He’s got blond hair and blue eyes.”
“Black comes in more than just one shade –trust me, a sista knows.”
With thoughts of the young 2LT. on my mind, I quickly retreat to my tent to enjoy a private moment with myself –I had always fantasized about being with a black man. Before I reach the tent I am beckoned. It was 2LT Myers. He asks me to further explain something I had mentioned during the brief. When I finish, I search for an excuse to touch him. “You know –” reaching for the gold Figaro link chain that hangs partly over his collar, “This shouldn’t be showing while you’re uniform.” I tuck it back in and bid him adieu.
“Thank-you, Ma’am.” His soft sexy lips part and flash a beautiful smile. I finally make it into my tent, take off my Battle Dress Uniform jacket and the blouse when I feel my bra unhook.
“It looks like you could use a little help undressing, Ma’am.” Myers pulls the straps of my bra over my shoulders, exposing my breasts to the hot desert air. I face him, and I am under the spell of his blue eyes. He kisses me. After a moment of tasting him, I pull away.
“Second Lieutenant, I didn’t say you could do that –” I fish out the chain from below his collar and pull it gently, leading him to the bed. I unbutton my trousers and remove my panties. “It seems to me, you require some Extra Military Instruction.” He removes his clothes.
“Ma’am, it’s my duty to obey the orders of those appointed over me.”
“Very well then...
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Baci a tutti!
Day 177: Wednesday May 9th 2012
Designer: Old Navy
Style: Platform Peep-Toe Pump
Heel: 4 inches (10.16 cm), Platform: 0.75 inches (1.91cm)
Material: Leather upper with ruching and bow detail on vamp
Beautiful in any color, do you remember where I was heading when I wore these beauties in gray? Click here to see or here to see these beauties in Red!