Just as quickly as the funeral had begun, it had ended and the group headed to the Joint club for a round of drinks and billiards. The club was empty all but for their party and a few Officers sitting in the adjacent room having lunch and watching television. Gunter being an annex of a larger base had a Joint club opposed to a separate Officer and NCO club like other bases. It was the meeting hole where everyone, Military and Civilian alike gathered for formal social events or just to shot the shit.


“No more sex in the dark,” Paula said reaching over Charlie for her glass of wine.


“Excuse me?”


“No more sex in the dark. I don’t like it.” She turned and watched Shawn take his shot on the pool table.


“Um..okay,” Charlie blinked repeatedly perplexed by her sudden epiphany. “So…I’m sorry? I won’t do it again. Quick question darlin’, where the hell did that come from?”


“You turned the lights out last night before we had sex. Stop it.”


“Charlie, it’s your shot,” Shawn called out.


Charlie sat his beer on the table and turned so no one could hear what he was about to say. “I turned the lights out because I thought we were going to sleep. Personally, I prefer keeping the lights on. I love watching your sexy ass.”


“Charlie!” Shawn said more insistently. “Cmon, let’s go. Take your shot,”


“Hold that thought,” he said and left Paula standing alone.


“Hey, thanks again for watching Sarah for me,” John came over and took a sit.


“Not a problem. Call me anytime.” Paula smiled and sat. John was a stunningly attractive biracial man who’d clearly pulled his features from his white father. The only black trait he’d been blessed with was his slightly tan complexion. Even his eyes were blue. One look at him and you’d expect him to be a jerk but he was anything but. He was a soft spoken, quietly confident, thoughtful person, which was why Paula couldn’t understand how he’d end up with a bipolar wife whom he’d eventually have to commit.


“Sarah likes you a lot. She talks about you all the time,” John poured another glass of beer. “With me being in class during the week, you’re the closest thing to a mom she has.”


“How long before the divorce is final?”


“Nothing can be finalized until she’s stable enough to realize she’s being divorced.”


“Isn’t the treatment working?” Paula shook her head.


“No, nothing is working. The medicine and treatment aren’t doing a bit of good. Her family has demanded she be return to Japan but I can’t send her back, not in her current frame of mind. Sarah needs to see her mom healthy again.”


Paula touched John’s arm. “Sarah is ten years old and stronger than you think. It’s not as if she’s blind, John. She knows what’s happening. If Naomi’s family wants her home then maybe it’s for the best that you let her go.”


“We’ll see. I’m working with a JAG to sort out this debacle,” He stood when he saw Lisa and Stacy approaching. “Oh shit. I’m outta here. I can’t stand wedding talk.”


“Don’t leaving me!” Paula said through clinched teeth.


John stuck out his tongue teasingly and scampered to safety leaving Paula at their mercy.


“Paula, I need your help. The reception venue fell through and I’d like you to help me choosing another one.” Lisa said.


“Sure, send me the site links and I’ll give you may opinion.”


Lisa reached for her lighter. “No, we’re driving down to Pensacola next week,”


“We’re making a weekend of it.” Stacy added and ran off to flirt with Shawn.


“Ah, sorry but I can’t make it. Sergeant Hale is sending us to DC next week.” Paula said trying to disguise the elation in her voice. “Maybe next time.”


Lisa narrowed her eyes. “Next time my ass. You dread all of this wedding shit.”


“Who me? Noooo, I love this endless wedding BS. I can’t think of a better way to spend my weekend.” She oozed sarcasm.


“Whatever,” Lisa laughed. “I’m sick of it to.”


Charlie returned to the table.


“Are you leaving?” Paula asked him.


“Yeah, I have to finish those databases for Tony.”


“Wait up, I’ll walk out with you.” She drank the last of her wine and said her goodbyes.




Back at Paula’s house, they settled in to their normal routine: Charlie working in Paula’s office and Paula catching up on work in bedroom. Before long they were in bed, Paula’s head burrowed into his chest. There was rain patting down softly in the darkness: It made Paula think on the unknown Vet lying out there alone under a heap of fresh turned dirt. She wished it were spring rain; at least then there would be flowers around him.


I must seem like a cold unpromising bitch, her thoughts replayed her words from their earlier conversation, as she wiggled against him.


Attributing her clinginess and goose bumps to the cold, Charlie rubbed Paula’s arms.

“Did you finish the databases?” Paula yawned.


“Yeah, I imported the last SQL tables and ran a couple of reports—the numbers appeared now we need the client to verify the numbers are correct.” He brushed her hair back. “What was the whole “light on” comment about earlier? Where you trying to turn me on?


Paula kissed his chest. “Did it work?”


Charlie answered by taking her hand and sliding it between them and placing it over his hard cock.


“I’ll take that as a yes.” She braced herself for his attack but it didn’t come.


He began tracing his fingers down her neck, on her back, across her hips. He shifted and began kissing in the same places he’d touched. It was pure pleasure.


Blurred with want, Paula relaxed under his touch. She’d never found this comfort before; never felt she could trust someone like this. Never before had being completely naked with a man made her feel comfortable and even sexy. His gentleness disarmed her and left her questioning everything she’d thought certain of their relationship. Was he about to make love to her or was he simply exhausted from the emotional draining day? She could handle his exhaustion however making love was out of the question. His love would strip her bare and that she couldn’t have.


She lay on her stomach, his lips and hands trailing down every curve. He teased her just a little, kissing her long and softly, touching her all over as if he couldn’t get enough, releasing her from the binds of insecurity. He could have devoured her every ‘imperfection’; it was intoxicating. He wanted to savor every moment, every kiss, every look, and every sigh. He wanted her to breathe him.


His rough yet tender hands explored her body in earnest. His mouth pleased her in ways no one ever had, she’d never been so satisfied—and he hadn’t touch her pussy. Paula shivered with orgasm when she heard the telltale rustling of the foil package being opened. She whimpered as she felt his thick cock slide between her thighs immediately finding its home deep inside of her. Paula bit the pillow beneath her head as she exploded


from the impact of being filled to her limit. Though she was still sore from their week long fuckfest, Paula winced and eagerly accepted the pain and offered her body to him.


Charlie’s strokes were long and firm. Paula immediately found herself riding the magnificent wave between pleasure and pain. His swollen head drove into her; his cock touching places that no one else had ever touched. Her g-spot was taking quite a bruising and she loved every second of it.


“Charlie!” she screamed.


He leaned down to her shoulder. “Do you want me to stop?” His cock made wet noises as he pump.


“No,” she begged she orgasm claimed her. “No, don’t ever stop fucking me,” She could hardly hold her screams in. “Oh, God. Right there.” She came in streaming waves with such force and power that she soaked him with her juices. She trembled and moaned as he slowed his pace. She was sure this was what he wanted: To leave her sore the next day and aching for even more of his cock.


Charlie rolled onto his back and tugged on her arms. “Ride me.” This, his favorite position, allowed him the opportunity to watch her expressions as she straddles him, to watch her sliding easily onto his amazing cock. The stamina of this woman amazes him. Time after time she gave him exactly what he needed, and satisfied him like none before. “Damn baby, ride it.” He groans his cock sliding in and out with his hands on her waist and his jaw tense with passion. Paula had an incredible and unique way of always pleases him, but this time it was different. He couldn’t get enough of her. His head back, her pussy tight around his cock, her hips undulating atop him, Charlie came and came…screamed and moaned.


She called out to him; her orgasm wrenched her body forward until she lay shivering on his chest, in his arms and under his loving protection. It was in that moment that she was overcome with emotion. All the fear of a lifetime left. She trusted him, believed in him.


She believed in herself. She could love him.