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09 Nisan 2023, 11:47
A lost Army officer finds love
Kathy brought the jeep to a stop beside the highway marker and pulled out the map Sergeant Peterson had given her. "Where the hell am I?" she muttered to herself as she tried in vain to match the highway number in front of her with the map. Kathy Miller, US Army Captain, engineering battalion was lost and she was not happy. She was looking directly at a setting sun on what should have been a pleasant afternoon drive to the Army camp where she would be observing field exercises for the next week.
She studied the map again. Back at HQ, Sergeant Peterson had highlighted the route and even placed a large X where the camp would be found. "It's clearly marked," he said with a grin when he handed it to her.
She began to boil. Her mind was thinking the Sergeant was messing with the wrong woman if he deliberately misled her. Even in this day and age, a woman in a man's world has to work twice or even three times as hard to prove her worth.
Kathy Miller grew up on a farm in the NE part of Missouri. The youngest child with two older brothers, it was easy to be a bit of a tomboy and later being called a nerd didn't bother her in the least. She stood 5' 7", dirty blond hair, hazel eyes. Although not a prom queen, she was fairly attractive. When she announced to her parents that she wanted to study civil engineering they looked at each other and wondered which side of the family she got her smarts from.
Not feeling so smart now, she sat with her eyes closed and mentally focused on the task at hand. Suddenly she remembered that there was a radio stuck somewhere in the gear she packed for the field assignment. She quickly located it and after giving it a kiss, turned it on.
She selected the assigned frequency for HQ, crossed her fingers and pressed the button.
"This is Captain Miller calling base. Come in base."
Nothing.
She tried again and still nothing.
Now she was pissed. She didn't want to try and retrace her drive back to HQ and provide certain people the ammunition to say she couldn't cut it. In desperation, she tried a different channel. This time the tide turned in her favor.
"This is Captain Miller to anyone on this channel, over."
"Yes, Captain Miller, this is Sergeant Benson at Camp Crawford. How may I be of assistance?"
How lucky can a girl get, Kathy wondered, that was the camp where she was headed. Thinking fast, she tried to be vague and not let on that she was lost.
"I'm having a bit of an issue getting to your camp and could use some assistance."
"Sure, no problem. Give me your location and I'll be happy to do what I can."
Kathy provided the highway number and the name of a small town she had driven through and Sergeant Benson assured her he would be there in about twenty minutes.
Sergeant William Benson had been in the Army for five years and was not the kind of guy who resented women in uniform. There was something about Kathy's voice that he liked and the thought of aiding a damsel in distress appealed to him.
Bill was fourth generation Army but unlike his father and grandfather, he wasn't planning to make it a career. He stood exactly six feet tall, and although not muscular, he had a pretty good body and liked to stay in shape. He had brown eyes and kept his dark brown hair regulation length. He felt fortunate to be in the engineering battalion because building things was his first love. In his present assignment he not only got to be in construction but he was learning demolition, too. His CO had recognized Bill's talent and after some encouragement, helped him enroll in engineering classes to become a civil engineer.
Kathy couldn't believe her luck. Hopefully, Sergeant Benson wouldn't make fun of her behind her back for getting lost. She had put a lot of effort in her career and didn't need to have it sabotaged.
When Sergeant Benson arrived there was a moment when they gave each other the once over assessment. They were both surprised and pleased with what they saw. There was an instant attraction but then the Army reality hit them both. She was an officer and he was not. End of story, no mixing of the two.
Swearing to himself about his situation, Bill put on his happy face and best behavior and greeted the good-looking Captain standing in front of him. "Good afternoon, Captain, how can I help you?"
"I'm trying to get to Camp Crawford."
"Well ma'am, you're close but on the wrong road."
She showed him her map. He looked at it and shook his head. "It's not the right map is it?"
"Not even close," Bill replied, "I'm sorry."
Kathy just grinned and the seeds of revenge were now planted. "Funny too, how I was able to contact you on my radio but not my base."
"Hmm....that's interesting. Bill paused a few moments and then a big grin grew on his face. "I can see that since your jeep broke down I'll have to give you a tow."
"What? My jeep is.."
"Begging your pardon, Captain, but didn't you report you had an issue with your jeep and needed assistance." Kathy just stood mersin escort (http://www.alacam.org) there with her mouth open. "Let's see.....did you happen to hit a bone jarring bump in the road?"
"Ah..."
"That will do it every time." He grabbed a screwdriver and opened the hood. She couldn't see what he was doing but in less than a minute he slammed the hood down and asked her to start the jeep. She turned the key as requested and started laughing when the jeep wouldn't start. His stock, in her eyes, jumped considerably. "I'm beginning to like this guy", she murmured.
As he was hitching a tow rope between the vehicles, Kathy stood beside him and softy said, "Thank you, Sergeant."
Bill looked her in the eye and with a big grin said, "My pleasure ma'am."
Kathy grinned back and said, "Are you an old movie buff?"
"Yes I am."
"Remember the last line spoken by Bogart in the movie Casablanca?"
Bill nodded and with a smile said, "I like that."
The drive to the camp turned out to be as pleasant as Sergeant Peterson promised. The tree lined roads provided a lovely canopy and Kathy began to relax. She found herself thinking about Bill and what a God send he was. Thinking about how attractive he was caused a stir deep down that she hadn't felt for a long time. She hadn't had a sexual relationship since college and carefully avoided it in the Army. Guys had tried but either it was the wrong person or the wrong time. She found Bill appealing but unfortunately, off limits to an officer.
Thoughts of college days quickly brought a smile to her face. What days those were. A woman enrolled in engineering was unusual to say the least. There were ten women in the program and only two, including Kathy, were civils. She didn't lack for dates, given the ratio of men to women. A small high school didn't offer much by way of romance but the odds were certainly better at the university.
Several of her classmates were in fraternities and one house in particular had a study group that Kathy found to her liking. It was there where she met Hank, a fellow engineering student but a junior. He was handsome with dark curly hair and taller than many of his frat brothers. One day when they were alone, he asked her if she would like to go out one evening. That was the start of a wonderful college romance. What a wonderful lover and teacher he was.
One of the things Kathy learned from Hank was to relax and enjoy being pleasured. She had always been competitive so it was difficult to just be in the moment. Her focus was on pleasing him and it took some time before she realized that sex was not a contest but something to be enjoyed. Hank opened a whole new world to her and she learned about sexual pleasure both for herself and her man.
Kathy was jolted from her daydream when they approached the guard at the gate.
The guard spotted Kathy's rank and snapped a smart salute. Seeing the camp and how she almost didn't get there made her simmer inside. The thought of being issued a map by Sergeant Peterson that was nowhere close did not bode well, but fortunately Bill came to her rescue and was taking them quickly down a side street toward the motor pool.
After detaching her jeep inside the motor pool, he motioned to Kathy to hop into his vehicle and proceeded to get her checked into the BOQ. During the drive over, she tried to be discreet but she had difficulty keeping her eyes off him. There was something about him that she found attractive. She couldn't put her finger on it but to her amazement, her heart was fluttering and she felt a warmth all over.
Bill interrupted her thoughts when he asked for her radio with the assurance of having it checked out. He was not happy that she couldn't contact her base with it and voiced his concern. She chastised herself for not doing a radio check before departing. That didn't pacify Bill, he was adamant that the radio should have been fully functional. When she mentioned about being lost, he was quick to disagree.
"In my opinion, Captain, you were not lost, you were misdirected."
"Still looking back," she said with a smile, "it reminds me of the joke about what is worse than a Lieutenant with a jeep?"
Bill laughed and replied, "A Lieutenant with a jeep and a map."
As Bill drove away, his thoughts were what a strange day it had become. Meeting Captain Miller was troubling for two basic reasons. He found her very attractive but, and it is a big but, she is an officer.
The BOQ building looked like any other Army structure that Kathy had visited. Even the walls were the same color as the last one where she stayed. When she checked in, she was given a note from the Colonel requesting her to call him as soon as she arrived. After a brief conversation with his aide, she had just enough time to change before meeting the Colonel for dinner.
When Kathy finally crawled into bed her mind was racing. The Colonel gave her a briefing regarding the exercise starting tomorrow and what he needed from her. She was pleased that her CO, who was a friend of the Colonels, gave her some high praise. Now she just had to live up to that. When Bill came to mind, her hand drifted down to her sweet spot. Finding it wet brought a smile to her lips.
One hand fondled and squeezed her hard nipples while the other enjoyed her wet pussy and sensitive clit. Her thoughts went to Hank and the fun they shared 'jacking and jilling off'. In her mind's eye she recalled holding Hank's dick and jacking him off until he shot his sperm on her breast. That was a great accomplishment but the best was when she brought him off with her mouth. To her that was the ultimate.
As she relaxed from her climax she thought about Bill. She sighed and thought about those damn regulations.
Bill took a long shower and, as he thought about the Captain, he stroked his erection. She really got to him and he was at a loss to explain why. How he wished she was in the shower with him and her hands were stroking his cock. His last girlfriend, Jan, performed that function very well and more. She loved to ride him and then bring him off with her mouth. The wall was the recipient of his climax and he finished his shower with a cold spray.
The conference room was full of officers and staff as Kathy found a seat and they waited for Colonel Harris to arrive. Last night over dinner, they discussed the exercise and he was personable. Today, she suspected, he would be all business. She noticed that Bill was sitting next to the Colonel's chair at the head of the table. Bill looked her direction and they both gave each other a smile and nod. Once again, she felt her pulse quicken and this time there was a warm sensation between her legs. She needed a distraction so she looked at the photographs hung around the room. Other than the Colonel's, she didn't recognize any of them. Someday, she hoped she would make Colonel and have a command.
When Bill saw Kathy look away, he wondered if she felt the same as he did. Feeling flustered, he quickly started to leaf through the document in front of him...anything to get his mind off his beating heart and the growing member in his pants. Desperately, he willed his erection to subside before the Colonel arrived. Standing at attention with a bulge in his pants was not what he needed.
The briefing was primarily conducted by one of the Majors while the Colonel looked on. Kathy was introduced to the assembly as an observer and evaluator. She would also conduct some training classes for the junior officers. She could feel all the eyes on her and knew that there was a group that resented her presence, another group that was undressing her, and a few who had no issues with a woman officer doing a job. She hoped Bill was in the latter group. She kept her eyes on the Major and did her best to maintain an expressionless face.
After some Q
Kathy brought the jeep to a stop beside the highway marker and pulled out the map Sergeant Peterson had given her. "Where the hell am I?" she muttered to herself as she tried in vain to match the highway number in front of her with the map. Kathy Miller, US Army Captain, engineering battalion was lost and she was not happy. She was looking directly at a setting sun on what should have been a pleasant afternoon drive to the Army camp where she would be observing field exercises for the next week.
She studied the map again. Back at HQ, Sergeant Peterson had highlighted the route and even placed a large X where the camp would be found. "It's clearly marked," he said with a grin when he handed it to her.
She began to boil. Her mind was thinking the Sergeant was messing with the wrong woman if he deliberately misled her. Even in this day and age, a woman in a man's world has to work twice or even three times as hard to prove her worth.
Kathy Miller grew up on a farm in the NE part of Missouri. The youngest child with two older brothers, it was easy to be a bit of a tomboy and later being called a nerd didn't bother her in the least. She stood 5' 7", dirty blond hair, hazel eyes. Although not a prom queen, she was fairly attractive. When she announced to her parents that she wanted to study civil engineering they looked at each other and wondered which side of the family she got her smarts from.
Not feeling so smart now, she sat with her eyes closed and mentally focused on the task at hand. Suddenly she remembered that there was a radio stuck somewhere in the gear she packed for the field assignment. She quickly located it and after giving it a kiss, turned it on.
She selected the assigned frequency for HQ, crossed her fingers and pressed the button.
"This is Captain Miller calling base. Come in base."
Nothing.
She tried again and still nothing.
Now she was pissed. She didn't want to try and retrace her drive back to HQ and provide certain people the ammunition to say she couldn't cut it. In desperation, she tried a different channel. This time the tide turned in her favor.
"This is Captain Miller to anyone on this channel, over."
"Yes, Captain Miller, this is Sergeant Benson at Camp Crawford. How may I be of assistance?"
How lucky can a girl get, Kathy wondered, that was the camp where she was headed. Thinking fast, she tried to be vague and not let on that she was lost.
"I'm having a bit of an issue getting to your camp and could use some assistance."
"Sure, no problem. Give me your location and I'll be happy to do what I can."
Kathy provided the highway number and the name of a small town she had driven through and Sergeant Benson assured her he would be there in about twenty minutes.
Sergeant William Benson had been in the Army for five years and was not the kind of guy who resented women in uniform. There was something about Kathy's voice that he liked and the thought of aiding a damsel in distress appealed to him.
Bill was fourth generation Army but unlike his father and grandfather, he wasn't planning to make it a career. He stood exactly six feet tall, and although not muscular, he had a pretty good body and liked to stay in shape. He had brown eyes and kept his dark brown hair regulation length. He felt fortunate to be in the engineering battalion because building things was his first love. In his present assignment he not only got to be in construction but he was learning demolition, too. His CO had recognized Bill's talent and after some encouragement, helped him enroll in engineering classes to become a civil engineer.
Kathy couldn't believe her luck. Hopefully, Sergeant Benson wouldn't make fun of her behind her back for getting lost. She had put a lot of effort in her career and didn't need to have it sabotaged.
When Sergeant Benson arrived there was a moment when they gave each other the once over assessment. They were both surprised and pleased with what they saw. There was an instant attraction but then the Army reality hit them both. She was an officer and he was not. End of story, no mixing of the two.
Swearing to himself about his situation, Bill put on his happy face and best behavior and greeted the good-looking Captain standing in front of him. "Good afternoon, Captain, how can I help you?"
"I'm trying to get to Camp Crawford."
"Well ma'am, you're close but on the wrong road."
She showed him her map. He looked at it and shook his head. "It's not the right map is it?"
"Not even close," Bill replied, "I'm sorry."
Kathy just grinned and the seeds of revenge were now planted. "Funny too, how I was able to contact you on my radio but not my base."
"Hmm....that's interesting. Bill paused a few moments and then a big grin grew on his face. "I can see that since your jeep broke down I'll have to give you a tow."
"What? My jeep is.."
"Begging your pardon, Captain, but didn't you report you had an issue with your jeep and needed assistance." Kathy just stood mersin escort (http://www.alacam.org) there with her mouth open. "Let's see.....did you happen to hit a bone jarring bump in the road?"
"Ah..."
"That will do it every time." He grabbed a screwdriver and opened the hood. She couldn't see what he was doing but in less than a minute he slammed the hood down and asked her to start the jeep. She turned the key as requested and started laughing when the jeep wouldn't start. His stock, in her eyes, jumped considerably. "I'm beginning to like this guy", she murmured.
As he was hitching a tow rope between the vehicles, Kathy stood beside him and softy said, "Thank you, Sergeant."
Bill looked her in the eye and with a big grin said, "My pleasure ma'am."
Kathy grinned back and said, "Are you an old movie buff?"
"Yes I am."
"Remember the last line spoken by Bogart in the movie Casablanca?"
Bill nodded and with a smile said, "I like that."
The drive to the camp turned out to be as pleasant as Sergeant Peterson promised. The tree lined roads provided a lovely canopy and Kathy began to relax. She found herself thinking about Bill and what a God send he was. Thinking about how attractive he was caused a stir deep down that she hadn't felt for a long time. She hadn't had a sexual relationship since college and carefully avoided it in the Army. Guys had tried but either it was the wrong person or the wrong time. She found Bill appealing but unfortunately, off limits to an officer.
Thoughts of college days quickly brought a smile to her face. What days those were. A woman enrolled in engineering was unusual to say the least. There were ten women in the program and only two, including Kathy, were civils. She didn't lack for dates, given the ratio of men to women. A small high school didn't offer much by way of romance but the odds were certainly better at the university.
Several of her classmates were in fraternities and one house in particular had a study group that Kathy found to her liking. It was there where she met Hank, a fellow engineering student but a junior. He was handsome with dark curly hair and taller than many of his frat brothers. One day when they were alone, he asked her if she would like to go out one evening. That was the start of a wonderful college romance. What a wonderful lover and teacher he was.
One of the things Kathy learned from Hank was to relax and enjoy being pleasured. She had always been competitive so it was difficult to just be in the moment. Her focus was on pleasing him and it took some time before she realized that sex was not a contest but something to be enjoyed. Hank opened a whole new world to her and she learned about sexual pleasure both for herself and her man.
Kathy was jolted from her daydream when they approached the guard at the gate.
The guard spotted Kathy's rank and snapped a smart salute. Seeing the camp and how she almost didn't get there made her simmer inside. The thought of being issued a map by Sergeant Peterson that was nowhere close did not bode well, but fortunately Bill came to her rescue and was taking them quickly down a side street toward the motor pool.
After detaching her jeep inside the motor pool, he motioned to Kathy to hop into his vehicle and proceeded to get her checked into the BOQ. During the drive over, she tried to be discreet but she had difficulty keeping her eyes off him. There was something about him that she found attractive. She couldn't put her finger on it but to her amazement, her heart was fluttering and she felt a warmth all over.
Bill interrupted her thoughts when he asked for her radio with the assurance of having it checked out. He was not happy that she couldn't contact her base with it and voiced his concern. She chastised herself for not doing a radio check before departing. That didn't pacify Bill, he was adamant that the radio should have been fully functional. When she mentioned about being lost, he was quick to disagree.
"In my opinion, Captain, you were not lost, you were misdirected."
"Still looking back," she said with a smile, "it reminds me of the joke about what is worse than a Lieutenant with a jeep?"
Bill laughed and replied, "A Lieutenant with a jeep and a map."
As Bill drove away, his thoughts were what a strange day it had become. Meeting Captain Miller was troubling for two basic reasons. He found her very attractive but, and it is a big but, she is an officer.
The BOQ building looked like any other Army structure that Kathy had visited. Even the walls were the same color as the last one where she stayed. When she checked in, she was given a note from the Colonel requesting her to call him as soon as she arrived. After a brief conversation with his aide, she had just enough time to change before meeting the Colonel for dinner.
When Kathy finally crawled into bed her mind was racing. The Colonel gave her a briefing regarding the exercise starting tomorrow and what he needed from her. She was pleased that her CO, who was a friend of the Colonels, gave her some high praise. Now she just had to live up to that. When Bill came to mind, her hand drifted down to her sweet spot. Finding it wet brought a smile to her lips.
One hand fondled and squeezed her hard nipples while the other enjoyed her wet pussy and sensitive clit. Her thoughts went to Hank and the fun they shared 'jacking and jilling off'. In her mind's eye she recalled holding Hank's dick and jacking him off until he shot his sperm on her breast. That was a great accomplishment but the best was when she brought him off with her mouth. To her that was the ultimate.
As she relaxed from her climax she thought about Bill. She sighed and thought about those damn regulations.
Bill took a long shower and, as he thought about the Captain, he stroked his erection. She really got to him and he was at a loss to explain why. How he wished she was in the shower with him and her hands were stroking his cock. His last girlfriend, Jan, performed that function very well and more. She loved to ride him and then bring him off with her mouth. The wall was the recipient of his climax and he finished his shower with a cold spray.
The conference room was full of officers and staff as Kathy found a seat and they waited for Colonel Harris to arrive. Last night over dinner, they discussed the exercise and he was personable. Today, she suspected, he would be all business. She noticed that Bill was sitting next to the Colonel's chair at the head of the table. Bill looked her direction and they both gave each other a smile and nod. Once again, she felt her pulse quicken and this time there was a warm sensation between her legs. She needed a distraction so she looked at the photographs hung around the room. Other than the Colonel's, she didn't recognize any of them. Someday, she hoped she would make Colonel and have a command.
When Bill saw Kathy look away, he wondered if she felt the same as he did. Feeling flustered, he quickly started to leaf through the document in front of him...anything to get his mind off his beating heart and the growing member in his pants. Desperately, he willed his erection to subside before the Colonel arrived. Standing at attention with a bulge in his pants was not what he needed.
The briefing was primarily conducted by one of the Majors while the Colonel looked on. Kathy was introduced to the assembly as an observer and evaluator. She would also conduct some training classes for the junior officers. She could feel all the eyes on her and knew that there was a group that resented her presence, another group that was undressing her, and a few who had no issues with a woman officer doing a job. She hoped Bill was in the latter group. She kept her eyes on the Major and did her best to maintain an expressionless face.
After some Q