“Climbing in that tub with you for starters.”
“Best get that kit off first.”
Mike stripped, convinced the General would tell Frenchie he saw it as a win situation. To screw the best looking officer on the base.
Uniform laid on the bed along with his shirt, shorts and socks, Mike stepped back into the bathroom and stepped into the tub.”
“Welcome big boy,” Aleks invited admiring his piece.
He settled facing the Colonel. “How’s the headache now?”
“A whole lot better since seeing you.” She chuckled.
He felt her toes touch his member, the reaction instantaneous. “Mmmm,” she cooed sitting, her suds speckled breasts clear for Mike to admire. She leant and felt for his manhood, fingers encircling, pressuring the length. “I want it Mike. I need it Major. And I don’t want to wait for it. Scre
