I owe everything I have to my father. He was one of the last “black family men.” Mom didn’t have to work. He took care of her, me and my four brothers. To make ends meet he fixed cars, homes and he even did taxes for people all around the air force base. Sometimes I wouldn’t see him all weekend but I was happy when I did. He retired as a Master Sergeant after 20 years in the Air Force. I loved my father and I would do anything for him. He encouraged me to go to college and major in Civil Engineering. I joined the Air Force via OTS (Officer Training School) which seems like such a long time ago. I did it because I knew my dad would be proud of me.
I have to get out of bed…its 5 am. I always get emotional after great sex. My husband took everything I have last night…every way possible and I loved it. “Thank you Honey.” Cute…I should be the one that’s tired. He didn’t even move when I kissed him. No problem…just as long as he’s happy. My life is such a routine. Like my mother taught me, I get up before everyone. The men in our family never saw me and my mother without our hair done and she made sure she and I wore nice night gowns in the morning and the evening. I’ve always enjoyed the feeling of lingerie next to my skin. I wrap my hair after sex. I figured out on my own that my mother did the same thing. My husband and three sons always see me looking my best. I’m a lady first…Lieutenant Colonel second.“GOOD MORNING MOM!!!”
“You boys better hurry up and get dressed. It’s 6:30 am. I’m getting ready to walk out the door and you’re going to miss your buses. Your father is still sleep so don’t make any noise.” I wish I could sleep in. Working from home has its advantages. Unfortunately I have to command my airmen.
“Good morning Ma’am!” (salute)
“Good morning!” (salute) Its 7 am…I was hoping to get here first. I see my Operations Chief is here too. I’m going to see what he’s doing before I go to my office. “Good morning Major.”
“Good morning Ma’am!”
I love it when I walk in the room. Everyone has to stand up regardless if they have an erection or not. “I just wanted to stop by to see if there was anything that needs my attention this morning.”
“No Ma’am…nothing new! Everyone will be in formation in 90 minutes.”
“Sounds good. I don’t have much for everyone so it will be short. I plan on letting everyone go early since its Friday. Don’t tell anyone. Just make sure all of our open jobs are completed to the best of our abilities.”
“Will do!”
That gives me time to respond to my work email and my personal email on my iPhone. I get so turned on during formations. I’m one of six women in this squadron (256 total). Commanding all these men would have its advantages if I were a dom. I love black men and these men really look like they can take control of a situation but they’re off limits.
I’m so turned on right now. Commander’s call always puts me in the mood. The room smelled of cheap cologne and by the end of the day everyone will smell like hard working rough necks. Mmmm! I think I’ll do a casual walk through around 1500.
I think I’m going to go home to take care of my man real quick. I love giving him oral sex while he’s on the phone with a client. He fights so hard to stay in control but he eventually explodes in my mouth.
Damn…I forgot I have meeting with my 1st Sergeant today to discuss disciplinary action against airman caught having sex with his boss’s wife while he was deployed to Iraq. He said he had never met her before and they hooked up on a “swinger” website (www.spcswingers.com). I guess she was horny and he just has some really bad luck. I am curious about the website though. I think I’ll check it out on my phone. Oh damn…it’s free but I have to create a profile to see what’s really going on here. I’ll load a picture from when I was trying on lingerie in the mall. Hmm…I see how they connected. There aren’t many faces on these profiles; just body parts. Everything is completely anonymous. What just happened? My phone is going crazy. I seemed to have received a message from someone already.
“I’m not going to discharge this airman. It’s very likely she lied to him.”
“Yes Ma’am.”
My phone is going crazy and I just completed my casual work center visits so I’m horny again. Let’s see what happens when I respond to some of these messages. This after work party message seems very interesting so I think I will respond. “Can you please send me some details about the party?”
Wow…they sent me the address and everything. I don’t know what any of these terms mean: Gang bang and BBC. I’m really putting my iPhone to work today. It seems that there will be a lot of black men at this party and it’s just 40 minute drive in the hotel in downtown New Brunswick, NJ. I’m not expected home for another three hours. I always go to the Officer’s Club on Friday but I can skip today. I just need to grab an outfit to change into.
This is a very nice hotel! The room is a suite and there are so many men in here. The host of the party is showing me around or off. I haven’t figured it out yet. I was sexually aroused before I came in here and now I’m just over the top. There’s nothing but black people here. All black men! I only see a few black women and they are all occupied.
I feel a warm body standing behind me and that cheap cologne smell is consuming me. I’m being guided to a bed but I can’t feel my legs walking. There are so many hands touching me and the light in the room has suddenly gone very dim.
Pleasing so many men at once was the greatest rush I’ve ever experienced. Next time I’m going to have plan this out better. Time management is a family trait.
