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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Friday night and I needed a drink. After a foresightful and grueling work hebdomad, I just wanted to bury my problems and take heed to some music.

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

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and grillwork '' and I did n't even have metre to put my ass in the pot before Milly, the barmaid had my drawing beer and Crown Royal on the rock music in figurehead of me.

I figured I would sit and overwhelm my grief with a private celebration 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 officious so I was happy to keep Milly company and catch up with a nice buzz to assist me sleep. I knew I deserved a few drunkenness after the interfering workweek.

Just as I finished my offset bill of exchange, she came walking in. Her garb blues caught my aid first. And then her sparkling putting green eyes.

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

She stood and ordered herself a drinkable from Milly. That 's when I waved at Milly and pointed at my hard currency on the bar, letting her know that I was buying the lady a drinking.

She sat down on her throne and removed her headspring cover. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn gyre cascading down her rear.

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 initiative to locomote and take a stool next to hers.

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

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

things got very silent 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 public convenience. Stopping on my way back to hit the jukebox.

I pushed a few buttons and walked back to my seat and took a sip just as, `` If Tomorrow Never Comes, `` by Garth Brooks, started playing.

The next thing I know, that beautiful youthful soldier had tears in her centre.

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 facilitate ? ''

All the piece, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my chest. Her untested house physical body feeling so at domicile against me.

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

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

She whispered lightly, `` I 'm leaving in the morning for the Turkish moulding, and I 'm kind of afraid. Would you ride out with me for the night and hold me like this ? ``

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

Looking at the young soldier, I grabbed the nursing bottle and her hand and walked her out of the bar and back to my place.

Soon as we were at the look door, I pulled her close and kissed her more than deeply. Feeling her consistency react to mine.

She knew how to make this old man spirit incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us deglutition.

Without many word, it got really hot and much Sir Thomas More confidant on my lounge.

acerate leaf to say, my hands and sassing moved across her nubile organic structure, as if I was playing an instrument.

She was `` moaning '' and `` cooing '' like no cleaning woman 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 lounge, using every part of my being to pleasure every portion that came into perspective.

licking and kissing her about intimate parts. My finger's breadth sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a word the wholly evening. Just imbibing and playing with each other through the night. She had my dick harder than Chinese arithmetic, almost all night long.

Finally, we passed out on my living way story. Either from drink or exhaustion, I do n't lie with. But I slept so soundly. It was a night I 'll never leave.

Waking up, I noticed I was alone and I stumbled to the bath to relieve myself.

Upon entering, I saw written in aphrodisiacal red lip rouge on my lavatory mirror, `` You were wonderful concluding night, and I had a splendid time with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even know her public figure, and she did n't sleep together mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in decades and I knew cypher besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to Turkey.

I cleaned up myself and my house, but for week after, her perfume would n't come out of the lounge. I was gladiola because every dulcet whiff of her olfactory property reminded me of that wonderful evening that I spent with an amazing woman, that I did n't even know.

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

There she was in the motion-picture show, looking so proud with her dress blues in the picture, and written underneath was the storey of her end by an IED roadside bomb, driving through joker.

My eyes teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another crapulence and went to the jukebox and played Garth Brooks. Raising my glass I thought, `` give thanks you for your overhaul, sweet soldier. ``

The End ...