I’m in the Army and recently did some training in Louisiana and got the opportunity to go on leave as in take a few days off from the hustle and bustle of my life. Instead of going to Florida where my mother lives I decided to go to San Diego, California for two reasons; to see my nieces I hadn’t seen in s and because it was free.
Arriving in San Diego seemed like the wierdest thing to me since I hadn’t been there in so long and because I was a lot older but I was determined to make the most of my vacation. While I was there I decided to see a few of my friends from high school and other various places. Other than seeing my nieces I wanted to see my ex-boyfriends to see if I still had ‘it’. What is ‘it’, you may ask? Of course it is the ability to still make them want me. Anyhow on the first Thursday I was in town I went to one of my ex’s houses to see if he was at home. Unfortunatly he wasn’t so I tried the next day which was a Friday.
I knocked on the door and he came to it wearing a pair of jeans hugging the very nice ass and hips he had. At first he just stood in the doorway looking at me, not believing I was there.
‘So are you going to stare at me or are you going to let me in?’ I asked. But instead of him doing so he opened the door and gave me a hug. The funniest thing is that his 235 pound body was trembling as he held me in his arms.
‘Why are you looking at me like that?’ I asked after he pulled away. ‘You’re looking at me as if I’m a ghost.’
‘You are a ghost.’ he replied still stunned to see me at his door.
‘Well can I come in or not?’ I asked getting a little impaitent standing outside of his house. Letting me in he rambled on about how much he missed me and that he kept all of the pictures I sent him and that he was upset that the address I gave him was wrong. It wasn’t wrong, it’s just that by the time he got around to writing me I’d left the duty station I was at. About 10 minutes later he asked me to give him a ride to his job; his car was in the shop so I gave him a ride. In the car we talked about what he’d been up to and he told me he was still a barber and that he played semi pro football in San Diego and traveled all over with the team. I thought that was very interesting and the funniest thing I remember about our conversation was that he told me he had a girlfriend and loved her. ‘You told me the same thing!’ I yelled out the window after I dropped him off.
The next week I decided to take pictures and since he was on my list to recieve one I decided to drop it off. Not knowing exactly where he worked my step-sister and I walked four block looking for the barber shop where he worked only to find out that he’d left to pick up his car. I left the picture with one of his co-workers and sashayed out of the shop with all of the men in the vecinity drooling at the mere sight of me. Two hours later I got back to my step-mother’s house and called him on his cell phone to check if he got his picture.
‘Hell yeah I got it, and what were you wearing when you brought it in?’
‘A dress.’ I said coyly
‘So what are you doing tonight? Do you want to go to a party?’ he asked eagerly wanting me to be in his presence.
‘I don’t have any plans, sure I’ll go to a party with you.’ I told my step-sister to come along with me if he started to act silly.
The party we were supposed to be attending was broken up by the police by the time we got there so I decided to go hang out with him one on one while my sister went home in enough time to make it a ‘Blockbuster Night’. We drove around for an hour talking about absolutely nothing, with him trying to keep his hands off of me. Eventually we parked at the training complex where he practices with his team the San Diego Saints and we talked, slowly and expertly making our way to the back seat of his Sentra only to get more comfy. We went from simply talking to ripping the clothes from one another’s bodies; his lips were all over my neck and his hands were too. One was removing my green satin panties and the other stroking me, remembering how I liked to be touched… I never realized how small and large a back seat of a car could seem at the same time. I went from being on my back to my knees with him doing his duty from the back. I knew he wasn’t going to last forever and I wasn’t expecting him to but he came so fast even he was surprised. Dripping with sweat he open the car door and let the cool 3a m breeze hit his body.
‘Thanks for completing my vacation.’I told him as I began getting dressed. He simply nodded his head looking outside. ‘So do you really have a girlfriend or did you just say that you did when you really don’t?’ Asking that question seemed to make him blush in every degree of embarassment he posessed.
‘Yeah I have a girlfriend, but she’s in Virginia.’ he admitted
‘That’s okay I have a boyfriend.’
‘What? You have a boyfriend? You can’t have a boyfriend.’ he stammered.
‘And why not? You have a girlfriend. And I can do anything I want I’m on vacation’ I retorted. ‘So are you going to take me home or do I have to call someone?’
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