Camp Gossip
Whilst she never approved of it, Anna Roberts was aware of gossip that went around the Academy. Being part training school, part living quarters, with so many people around and them all mingling together, it was only naturally that they would talk, share stories, pass rumours, spread lies and so on. What Anna could not stand, however, was gossip, whether it was true or not. However, as Commandant of the Academy, the people within this facility were her business and that included what they said.
The blue falcon readjusted the glasses on her face as she looked down at the report Diana Rose had given her the previous day. The vixen teacher had caught Karl Philips, a cadet of the Blue Sky's platoon, carrying out graffiti on Mr Hancock's desk. Whilst she found it comical that one of their many charges called Dave 'Mr Cock', behind his back, he was still a teacher and an officer, and Anna would not stand having her staff and colleagues being treated in that manner. A couple of more days in Isolation should teach him the Commandant thought to herself, giving Diana's report one last look.
'Miss Greene', she said, turning to her private secretary. 'See that Corporeal Rose is informed that I have read her report and have acted on it, and inform Sergeant Whiptail that Cadet Philips will be spending two more days in Isolation for his actions please'.
'Yes of course, Commandant, ma'am', her secretary replied, looking up from her computer.
'Thank you Miss Greene'.
Anna looked at the younger falcon, her red feathers and skin contrasting her own dark blue skin and feathers. Despite her hatred of gossip, she could not but hear and see things. She knew that the young lady had gotten out a bad relationship a few months back, but it seemed that Joanne had recovered quite well. Maybe too well Anna thought to herself. Whilst she was not one to gossip, she was a person and she was curious. She must have met someone else, there's no way a woman breaks up with a partner and smiles all of the time, that soon after a break up, I remember her whingeing about having a shit sex life with him and now she's constantly smiling. The Commandant could tell by the way she swung her hips and her fresh complexion, that her private secretary had had passionate sex recently. Must be quite a stud she's got.
'That's all for the day, Miss Greene', addressing the girl. 'You're dismissed for the day'.
'Are you sure?' Joanne questioned. She had never been dismissed for the day early.
'I'm sure off you trot'.
The two ladies gathered their paperwork, filed it and donned their coats.
'Send my love to your boyfriend'.
'Will do, take care ma'am'.
Both girls parted company and walked in opposite directions.
The older lady could not help but be jealous. She herself had gone through a divorce with her former husband two years back after catching him in bed with her previous private secretary. At least there's no chance Jo would try that, what with her content sex life. It had been a long and painful event, after the divorce was finalized, Anna found it difficult to trust men, despite trying to go on dates. Failed dates meant her sex life plummeted, and she did not like that one bit. Like all woman, she loved sex, she needed it. Before her divorce, she enjoyed a healthy sex regime, having a high sex drive. After her divorce, that had dried up, causing Anna to become sexually frustrated, meaning she was short tempered, on edge, and taking it out on unfortunate cadets and the NCO's. She was too proud to hire an escort and being Commandant of the Cornernian Flight Academy, it was necessary to preserve her dignity and reputation, even if she was gagging for a good seeing to.
Until recently, she had been able to find company in the form of Vanessa Whiptail, an old friend and long time drinking buddy, when off duty. That had changed about two months back. Yes, the Sharpclaw still chatted with her and shared drinks, but Anna had noticed the change in her friend, the Sergeant was no longer bitter and shared an aura similar to what she had seen in her secretary. She had interrogated the Sharpclaw. But she refused to confess the identity of her mysterious lover. Being friends however, Vanessa had told Anna of her first time with him and left little detail out of her story. Listening to her brag made her green with envy and hot and bothered inside.
That brought her back to the issue of gossip. Sex. Populated by young people going through changes, to say they just curious was putting it lightly. Anna had been aware of this even before she had been promoted Commandant six years back, following her predecessor's retirement. Secretly, she could say little, she herself had popped her cherry in the gym's storeroom when she was seventeen, not that she shared this with many people.
She did what was expected of her as Commandant. She had informed her officers of her expectations and intentions, installed a curfew on the cadets after 9pm, had patrols organized to sweep the grounds, obvious and unobvious hiding places were thoroughly searched and locked down, and captives were punished severely. It had had mixed results. Whilst the Isolation cells were filled and cadets were punished, it was impossible to keep a constant watch on a population of hormone driven teenagers and keep them under control all of the time. Cadets were just as smart and inventive as they were when she too had been a cadet. Others were not as smart or careful, the result being an unintended pregnancy or a cadet visiting the Medical Bay to tackle an STD.
The simplest solution would have been to separate the genders. This proposal had been brought forward to the High Command's attention and had been rejected. Their excuse had been that the cadets needed to remain together, regardless of gender, to install a feeling of comradeship since they would working and fighting together. Another excuse had been the financial costs it would take to build separate facilities to accommodate the other gender. Costs they were not willing to allow. And so, Commandant Anna Roberts had to install these other measures instead, to try and keep the cadets under control, she did this being a hypocrite the whole time.
Other rumours Anna had heard had resolved a number of prominent figures, one of which was Marcus McCloud. She had read his profile, he was under Vanessa's patronage in the Blue Sky's. He had refused to receive any special treatment, given his parentage, and wanting to work his way up. Modesty, a good trait all men should have the Commandant thought to herself. Unlike a lot of his fellow male comrades, he went about his training with maturity, rather then goofing off like the rest. Rather then ogling the girls, he engaged in conversation with the girls, this she found hard to believe. He's a nice guy she thought to herself, a good looking one too, I'm surprised he's not involved in the sex scandals like the other cadets, what with all the looks he gets off the girls.
She did not want to make assumptions, but she could not help but think that Marcus was actually Vanessa's mysterious lover. Her friend had been nowhere, confined to the Academy's grounds due to her duties, so it was obvious that the Sharpclaw was getting her needs sated from someone within the facility. But Anna could not make accusations that she did not know to be true. The Commandant had only heard gossip and rumours. She was not surprised if it was the case though. Her officers were men and women, they too had sexual appetites, it was only natural that they needed their needs satisfied, especially when every resident of the Academy was over the age of consent. It made keeping everyone under control even more difficult. She knew that at least half of her staff were intimate with one another or had engaged in intercourse with one of the new cadets, she just had not caught anyone yet. Too many people are wandering around with that 'I've just had sex' look. She knew for certain that her friend and private secretary were getting some. She was jealous to say the least.
Secretly, Anna would not have minded a young fuck buddy of her own, imagining with guilt herself spread on her desk being ravaged by a sexy faceless hunk, sucking away at her firm 34MM tits and whispering sweet nothings in her ear as he made love to her. She needed someone who was big downstairs, full of energy and stamina, but also a considerate lover, putting her needs before his. But she also needed someone she could trust and be discrete about their affair. Best of luck trying to find someone like that she thought sadly to herself.
Anna walked down the hallway pass the Blue Sky's quarters, it was late afternoon now, the cadets and platoon officers would have finished their training exercises and classes, taking showers and winding down for the day. Suddenly she saw movement further down the corridor she was walking down. Rather then confronting them, she hid herself behind a large pallet of clothing that lay against one of the walls. Peering through a gap she saw a figure approach her direction. It was Marcus McCloud. He was wearing only a towel, it seemed that he had just finished showering. The Commandant felt her breathing become shallow as she took in the vulpine's blue semi naked body. I can see why the girls would be all over him, her eyes roaming all over his body. A door opened to the cadet's right. Isn't that Vanessa's room? Anna continued to spy as it turned it was her friend's room indeed. She was close enough to hear what was being said.
Marcus had just finished his shower and was making his way back to the platoon's shared living quarters. The door to his right opened, revealing his Platoon Sergeant dressed casually holding a towel and washing gear. He stopped and stood at attention.
'Evening ma'am', he addressed his CO politely.
'Evening to you too, Marcus', his CO replied back. 'How was your shower?'
'It was nice, thank you. Are you going for one now?'
'I was planning to', she said, craning her head forward and looking up and down the corridor. 'But I've got something else better planned now then a hot shower'.
'Really, what ma'am?'
'Marcus, call me Van, like you usually do'.
Suddenly she grabbed hold of Marcus's chin and leaned down, kissing him deeply on the lips, the vulpine grunted in surprise as she slipped her tongue into his mouth. After a minute or so they both came for air.
'I thought you wanted a shower, Van?' gasped Marcus.
His voice trailed off as Vanessa slipped a clawed hand through his towel and gripped his hardening erection.
'I can always have a shower later', she whispered in his ear, kissing his neck. 'Right now, I want you'.
She wrapped her tail around his waist, pulling him roughly against her 36DD's and leant down for another kiss, before dragging him by his dick into her room and slamming the door.
From her hiding place, Anna had watched the scene play out. She should have done something, but had been mesmerized by what she had seen. Seeing her friend maul a man in front of her eyes, seeing a glance of his hard dick through his towel. Seeing this made her jealous. Anna crept towards the door of the Sharpclaw's room. Whilst the walls were sound proof, sound could be just heard from the door. The Commandant pressed her ear to the wood, just hearing her friend moaning and screaming with lust and passion. Lucky woman, I should have stopped them or blackmailed them or something. The blue falcon continued to listen to her friend having her brains fucked by the handsome vulpine. I think Marcus is going to have to spend a night in Isolation soon near my room she grinned evilly to herself as she walked away.
New chapter guy's and girls. Enjoy :)