BD21
"And where exactly do you think that is? The lab is monitored rather closely I suspect. Unless you have an off-base apartment." Ian trailed off speculatively as his hands pulled me tighter against his burgeoning erection.
"No, I'm afraid I don't. I've had better things to spend my money on than redundant housing. Although I must admit, I am beginning to regret my shortsightedness." I shook my head as I straightened up. I'd been sending the majority of my pay to an account in Ireland via my cousin Seamus.
I didn't want to muster out in thirteen years and have nothing but my pension, and it's never a good idea to let Uncle Sam know you have an account in a foreign country. They get very nervous about that sort of thing, especially when you work in a high security department.
At this moment I would have traded the difference to maintain civilian housing. It was going to be damn near impossible to get a hotel at this hour, as all the military personnel with weekend passes had already taken the majority of the rooms.
Ian was right; the lab was closely monitored. It would be career suicide to try anything there, and my base apartment wasn't much better for privacy. As bizarre as the thought had originally seemed, this was about as private as it was going to get.
If my choices were one; clean out the tequila splattered car or two; have wild sex up against the kitchen counter, there was no contest. I dropped the paper towels and the trash bag onto the Formica. I leaned back against Ian's chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, "We've got to be quiet, and we don't have a lot of time."
"I don't know if I can stay silent, you have an incredible affect on my powers of restraint." Ian murmured into my ear, and then nibbled on it.
The gentle scrape of his teeth on my earlobe sent chills down my spine. I tilted my head slightly, giving him better access as I said, "I don't know if I can either, but I'm willing to try if you are."
Ian chuckled softly, "Oh, I think you could say I was up for it."
"Mmmm yes, I had noticed that." I purred as I arched against his hard muscled frame. Part of me was screaming, telling me I was being an idiot. We stood a very good chance of being discovered if we had sex here. Weis and his 'date' were, at best, a hundred feet away from us. The only thing to block the sound was distance and a cheap hollow plywood door.
I wasn't sure I cared. I had already complicated my life beyond all expectation. I had previously believed it took at least a full-bird colonel to fuck everything up this good, but all it had taken was one incredibly handsome E-2 and I. Leaving would be rather like closing the barn door after the horse. The real damage had been done, and I couldn't help thinking that I should enjoy the fruit of my labors one more time before I had to start paying for them.
Excuse me, before we had to start paying for them. Ian was as deep in this as I was, maybe further. It had been a mind-bending night of firsts for him, and tomorrow he was going have to deal with the consequences. The fact that I was worried about his emotional well-being meant I had a few unexpected consequences of my own to deal with.
Consequences I was going to deal with later, much later. It was difficult to think once Ian slid his hands under the t-shirt and cupped my breasts. As he rolled my nipples between his fingers, I moaned softly and quit thinking.
"And where exactly do you think that is? The lab is monitored rather closely I suspect. Unless you have an off-base apartment." Ian trailed off speculatively as his hands pulled me tighter against his burgeoning erection.
"No, I'm afraid I don't. I've had better things to spend my money on than redundant housing. Although I must admit, I am beginning to regret my shortsightedness." I shook my head as I straightened up. I'd been sending the majority of my pay to an account in Ireland via my cousin Seamus.
I didn't want to muster out in thirteen years and have nothing but my pension, and it's never a good idea to let Uncle Sam know you have an account in a foreign country. They get very nervous about that sort of thing, especially when you work in a high security department.
At this moment I would have traded the difference to maintain civilian housing. It was going to be damn near impossible to get a hotel at this hour, as all the military personnel with weekend passes had already taken the majority of the rooms.
Ian was right; the lab was closely monitored. It would be career suicide to try anything there, and my base apartment wasn't much better for privacy. As bizarre as the thought had originally seemed, this was about as private as it was going to get.
If my choices were one; clean out the tequila splattered car or two; have wild sex up against the kitchen counter, there was no contest. I dropped the paper towels and the trash bag onto the Formica. I leaned back against Ian's chest and wrapped my arms around his neck, "We've got to be quiet, and we don't have a lot of time."
"I don't know if I can stay silent, you have an incredible affect on my powers of restraint." Ian murmured into my ear, and then nibbled on it.
The gentle scrape of his teeth on my earlobe sent chills down my spine. I tilted my head slightly, giving him better access as I said, "I don't know if I can either, but I'm willing to try if you are."
Ian chuckled softly, "Oh, I think you could say I was up for it."
"Mmmm yes, I had noticed that." I purred as I arched against his hard muscled frame. Part of me was screaming, telling me I was being an idiot. We stood a very good chance of being discovered if we had sex here. Weis and his 'date' were, at best, a hundred feet away from us. The only thing to block the sound was distance and a cheap hollow plywood door.
I wasn't sure I cared. I had already complicated my life beyond all expectation. I had previously believed it took at least a full-bird colonel to fuck everything up this good, but all it had taken was one incredibly handsome E-2 and I. Leaving would be rather like closing the barn door after the horse. The real damage had been done, and I couldn't help thinking that I should enjoy the fruit of my labors one more time before I had to start paying for them.
Excuse me, before we had to start paying for them. Ian was as deep in this as I was, maybe further. It had been a mind-bending night of firsts for him, and tomorrow he was going have to deal with the consequences. The fact that I was worried about his emotional well-being meant I had a few unexpected consequences of my own to deal with.
Consequences I was going to deal with later, much later. It was difficult to think once Ian slid his hands under the t-shirt and cupped my breasts. As he rolled my nipples between his fingers, I moaned softly and quit thinking.