Chapter 126: First Time was at an Army Party 003

To my surprise she stuck around talking to me and the longer we went at it the more I became fascinated about her. She appeared to be older thus I attempted to calculate how the age, but it was not proper to ask a lady how old she was thus I tried to estimate. Knowing she was a buck sergeant, meaning three stripes, she must be in her mid-twenties that made her far older than me yet she almost did not look the part; she was cute showing youth with slightly plush cheeks but also serious determination in those eyes the way they looked straight at me, never shying away as though trying to read my mind.

In a flash an arm wrapped around my neck and pulled my body slightly then came a familiar voice, "You enjoying yourself, my man?"

'My man?' Never heard someone call me that and I had very few encounters with the sergeant before tonight but I guess helping out here, at this party made me a good guy in his eyes.

"Yes" I replied.

Jeremiah looked at Samantha and with his other hand pointed to my chin, "This man, here, he's a good guy. He helped set this up."

"Oh really?" Samantha replied inquisitively raising a thin eyebrow.

"Oh yeah," Jeremiah said, "He's a big help," and patted my chest so hard that it forced air out of my lungs making me cough. He was blowing my efforts out of proportion but then again maybe he was trying to make it appear better for Samantha.

"I'll be right back, guys excuse me," Samantha said. Turning about she walked towards the stereo system allowing me and Jeremiah a moment alone. Leaning into me he whispered, "She's a freak" pointing an index finger at her swaying figure slowly disappearing into the crowd.

"What do you mean?" I asked rather weakly and that caught him off guard that he pulled back slowly and had a shocked looked on his face. At the time, a freak was a person that was crazy, insane. In a way that was true but Jeremiah went on saying that she was a, "horny girl."

It was a far cry from my first impression of Samantha. She was a pretty woman, professional, and nice to talk with and above all a sergeant, but Jeremiah shattered that image of her having sex and I kept it all inside like everything else. When Samantha came back, a beer in hand, Jeremiah excused himself leaving us two alone.

The heat was building up in the room my forehead was growing beads of sweat that I quickly wiped away with the cuff of my blouse. A year in Iraq my body was well accustomed to the heat, yet all of the trapped body heat, odor, was stifling in this room was becoming too much and I wondered if the AC was working at all. Further compounding our problem there were no windows and the only way in or out were the double doors beside us. I had to tough it out. 'Come on' I thought, 'you've been through worse and this is your chance to meet someone.' For the next few minutes we kept talking asking where we were from and what we planned to do when we got to go on leave then, I don't remember how, but we wound up sitting on two of the coolers beside the doors that were now empty and used them as seats to ease the aching knees.

Samantha was very pleasant to talk to. I remember seeing her around but never long enough to talk to her but she was pretty as our conversation carried on I was rather surprised that she expressed interest in keeping up the conversation with me. She asked, "How do you know Jeremiah?"

He was not from my platoon so I did not know him well, "I met him this morning and he asked me if I could help." It was the truth. Then my tongue slipped as she took a sip of beer, "He's been talking about you."

Lowering her beer and swallowing she looked at me with a raised eyebrow, "Oh really? When?"

"When you walked away and came back with the beer."

With an insisting voice she asked, "What did he say?"

I did not have the heart to call this woman a 'freak' as he put it. She was nice and talking to me and I did not want to spoil it so I immediately put a spin on it, "He says that you're a nice person to be with." It came out very cheesy and I kicked myself for not being better on the delivery for she immediately caught it.

"Oh really? Let me guess, he called me a 'freak'?"

Reluctantly I nodded, "Uh, yeah," replying hesitantly.

"Yeah, he's a good guy but does have a big mouth," leaning back enough to rest her head against the wall, "So, yeah, I did do it while over there," then slowly turned to look at me, "What about you?"

My mind was running a mile a minute. She was a sergeant and having sex? With who? That is what I was wondering constantly. Was it Jeremiah? She knew him and my thought process was broken when she imposed a question, "Cole, are you a virgin?" voice coming out as a tease.

Hesitantly I nodded. That must have been the firing pin for her whole attitude changed at a drop of a hat.

Her lips again formed a wide smile and out came a low, rolling, "Oh? Don't worry. I was a virgin once. We all were. You have to start somewhere, right?" leaning her abdomen towards me until it was inches away from me. My hands were trembling, skin turning white as my heart pumped blood hard into my head that I believe veins were showing. Was this going to be my first kiss? I did not expect it to be so forth coming. In high school it was a great day if a girl talked to me outside of class and smiled. Samantha leaned in, lips just inches apart, my eyes were wide in anticipation hers were nearly closed. This was going to be my first kiss and my heart was climbing into my throat.

"First time for everything, right?" she asked again in a whisper.

At the moment our lips touched at first I felt nothing but instead of a tap and pulling back Samantha kept her lips pressed, turned her head slightly to the right she gave a slight suck then I felt something rub over my own lips. It was her sharp tongue and I could not respond and she went in. That slippery eel slid into my open mouth and plunged in deep, could feel it rub over the teeth and flick the uvula there was no stopping her, every second she would go deeper driving it down as her hands started to stroke my chest aimlessly.

Oh my, my heart was about to explode and closing my eyes and savoring the flavor she tasted a bit like beer but when our tongues clashed she moaned into my mouth and spurred the sergeant to keep going.