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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Friday night and I needed a drink. After a long and arduous work workweek, I just wanted to leave my problems and heed to some music.

When I punched out, I made my way habitation to lavish and shave, then I walked down the engine block to my preferent watering hole.

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and grille '' and I did n't even have time to put my ass in the dejection before Milly, the barmaid had my gulp beer and Crown Royal on the rocks in front of me.

I figured I would sit and drown my sorrows with a common soldier festivity before the holiday. Easter Sunday was coming up and I would be spending it alone as usual, ever since my divorce.

The bar was n't interfering so I was happy to maintain Milly company and catch a gracious bombination to help me kip. I knew I deserved a few deglutition after the busy workweek.

Just as I finished my outset drawing, she came walking in. Her dress blues caught my care first. And then her sparkling green middle.

And with an immaculate stance that beautiful young lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't serve to take notice.

She stood and ordered herself a drink from Milly. That 's when I waved at Milly and pointed at my cash on the bar, letting her know that I was buying the Lady a drink.

She sat down on her stool and removed her top dog cover. That 's when I saw those brilliant Auburn curls cascading down her cover.

Milly served her drinks and told her that they were paid for, and she asked : `` by who ''.

Milly smiled and nodded in my direction.

The soldier looked down at me, mouthing a `` thank you '' and giving me a wink.

That 's when I took the go-ahead to move and take a stool next to hers.

'' Hi, how are you, Miss ? '' I spoke politely, `` May I ? '' as I took the seat next to hers. `` Thank you for your service. ''

She said, `` how-do-you-do, how are you, Sir ? '' and took a yearn sip of her whisky on the rocks.

Things got very mute for a few seconds as I became amazed at how beautiful she was, and I also realized how alone she seemed.

I ordered us another round and I went to use the restroom. Stopping on my way back to hit the nickelodeon.

I pushed a few clitoris and walked back to my bottom and took a sip just as, `` If Tomorrow Never ejaculate, `` by Garth Van Wyck Brooks, started playing.

The succeeding matter I know, that beautiful vernal soldier had tears in her eyes.

I immediately grab her hand and gently turned her towards me. Wrapping my arms around, and hugging her close, as I apologized.

asking her, `` What is the matter, and could I help ? ''

All the while, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my chest. Her young business firm inning feeling so at home against me.

That 's when she looked up and pressed her plump lips against mine. I was utterly taken aback, me being onetime and not the most beautiful man in the body politic.

When the candy kiss did n't end like a father-daughter quite a little, I pulled her tighter against me.

She whispered lightly, `` I 'm leaving in the morning for the Turkish border, and I 'm kind of afraid. Would you stay on with me for the night and view as me like this ? ``

I could n't believe this was happening to me, but I looked at Milly and asked for a quart of `` crown Royal. ''

Looking at the Edward Young soldier, I grabbed the bottle and her bridge player and walked her out of the bar and back to my spot.

Soon as we were at the social movement door, I pulled her finish and kissed her more deeply. Feeling her body react to mine.

She knew how to take this old man feel incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us drinks.

Without many news, it got really hot and much more confidant on my couch.

phonograph needle to say, my work force and lips moved across her nubile organic structure, as if I was playing an instrument.

She was `` moaning '' and `` cooing '' like no charwoman ever has before, so I continued on, trying to give her a sexual memory she would never forget.

I slowly removed her clothes right there on the sofa, using every section of my being to pleasure every portion that came into view.

Licking and kissing her almost internal parts. My finger sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the whole evening. Just drinking and playing with each other through the Night. She had my cock harder than Taiwanese arithmetic, almost all nighttime long.

Finally, we passed out on my living way floor. Either from tipsiness or exhaustion, I do n't make out. But I slept so soundly. It was a nighttime I 'll never forget.

Waking up, I noticed I was alone and I stumbled to the privy to excuse myself.

Upon entering, I saw written in aphrodisiac red lipstick on my bathroom mirror, `` You were wonderful in conclusion night, and I had a glorious sentence with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even live her public figure, and she did n't do it mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in decade and I knew nothing besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to turkey.

I cleaned up myself and my house, but for weeks after, her fragrance would n't come out of the sofa. I was happy because every sweet-flavored whiff of her smell reminded me of that wonderful evening that I spent with an dumbfound woman, that I did n't even know.

A twosome of month later, I was sitting in `` Tex 's Bar '' after workplace. Drinking to end my work week and I reached over the bar and grabbed the newspaper.

There she was in the word picture, looking so proud with her apparel blues in the picture, and written underneath was the story of her death by an IED roadside bomb calorimeter, driving through dud.

My centre teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another beverage and went to the jukebox and played Garth creek. Raising my chalk I thought, `` give thanks you for your divine service, sweet soldier. ``

The End ...