This Chapter will show you why I labelled this story M.

Not for children or innocent people haha.

I'll update the previous chapters.

Edited August 2015

Harm's original apartment

North of Union Station

2130 local

Harm just stood there and stared at Skates. His former RIO was in a leathery jacket with furry sleeves. The jacket was unbuttoned, revealing a purple dress with the horizontal top almost just covering the top of her breasts. There was a deep V-shaped slip running down the middle, further emphasising her small cleavage. The hem of her dress barely extended below her crotch and her legs didn't appear to be encased in any form of hosiery. Elizabeth Hawkes was also much taller on five inch heels.

"So, are you going to let your girlfriend in or make her freeze out in the cold?"

"Uh," Harm said, still a little shocked by Skates' sudden appearance and her dress sense. Damnit, he felt the swelling between his legs, please stop. "Uh, yeah."

"That's much better. Boy, it's cosier than I expected." Skates still had to tip toe to kiss Harm but he didn't immediate reciprocate.

"How..." Harm started.

"Well, I took the bus of course. I don't have a car and none of my siblings would lend me theirs."

"How..." Harm repeated himself.

"You mean how I found your address? I saw it on your luggage tag. Is that a crime Mr. JAG lawyer? What's wrong Harm?"

"I...thought we were finished. Your father..."

"Daddy's dinner talk? Oh please Harm, is that what been on your mind? Daddy launches into his anti-war tirade almost every time I return home or we're together as a family. As a JAG lawyer and an aviator, you gave quite a good defence." Skates dropped her coat on his couch as well a small carrier bag. "Anyway, why do you think I love staying out at sea? And now, consider this 'at sea'. I'm camping here for a few days."

Oh..." Skates was definitely in a tube top dress that was tight against her slim body. Damnit, you're really arousing me, he thought.

"And your brother and your sister-in-law..."

"You were disturbed by their finance talk? Jeez Harm, I'm learnt to mentally close my ears when they rant about such boring figures. How could you think that was the end of our relationship just because of my family?"

"Oh..."

"Can you form any words Harmon Rabb, or do I have to pry them out of your mouth?"

"Sorry. Uh I don't have much to offer here. Just another can of beer in the fridge. I can go down to the shops though..."

"Luckily I came prepared," Skates interjected, reaching into her bag to pull out a bottle of champagne. "Now, I don't suppose you have any champagne glasses cause I don't have any..."

"Well, would beer glasses do?" Minutes later, the two navy officers were on the couch with Skates evidently snuggling up to the muscular senior JAG officer. "Cheers," She clicked her glass against his. "To the new year and to our relationship." Harm smiled and but shifted, hoping his hardness between his legs would go away.

"You're so damn beautiful. Your dress..." he mumbled

"It shows that I'm not just an oily ol' aviator in flight suit. And before you ask, no this isn't Vicky's. I'm got better dress sense than my flirtatious sister." Damnit Skates, you making he even harder down there!

"That's nice. So you uh really plan to camp out here?"

"Yeah, unless you want to ditch me have other things in mind?"

"No no not at all. Well actually, now that you mention it, I planned to see my mother in La Jolla. And she asked if I was bringing a girl. So well if you're ok, we'll leave on early morning of the 28th."

"Leave? But...have you booked tickets? At this time of the...,"them Skates caught his eye. "You are so lovely Harm. Where are we flying from?"

"Oceana. Fingers cross that my pal down there has a spare F-18 or F/A-18 that we can fly."

"Ha, well that goodness it's the day after or we'll be breaking flight regulations or worse..."

"Don't remind me," Harm half groaned, more due to his increasing erection than anything else. I just hope I don't...

"Well here we are, one O-5 and one O-6, sitting together enjoying a bubbly. Away from hectic duty, and stay still on a couch." She smiled her classic smile then suddenly started kissing him, starting with his thighs.

"Skates..." he protested really feeling the pressure of his penis pushing against his boxers. Any second now and it's going to come out. "What...are you do...ing..."

"Harm, don't tell me you don't know? I'm showing my love to you." With that she continued her kisses, complementing it with caressing. The petite naval aviator was like a little puppy chewing on a fresh new bone.

"Skates, Skates, Skates!" Harm protested, just as she popped the lower button of his shirt.

"What?"

"I know where you're going with this. First you start with the kissing and then...and then it leads to..."

"To?"

"To...you know what," he blurted out, not wanting to say the 's' word. Yikes, can she see my erection?

"Harmon Rabb, are you a grown man or a young innocent boy?"

"Skates, come on, be serious. It's not just me, it's you. One thing leads to another and we'll be...you'll get preg..."

"Harm, I told you back in Naples I'm on the pill for a long term. All us female aviators have been since we've started being like you boys. Nothing will happen."

"You...you sure? There have been cases that those of the pill can get pregnant."

"I trust it as much as I trust the Super Hornet and an AIM-120 missile. Come on Harm, don't tell me you haven't done this before with your girlfriends?"

"No, no..." Although he really wanted to sleep with Diane.

"Not even with Mac?"

"No, she drew the line over that."

"Well, Harm, I'm not. Please?"

Harm shook his head. "Skates, come be practical. We nearly did it back in Naples. I think it's not a great idea. Look we can share a bed...my..." Harm's sentence was cut off as Skates yanked out a rubbery device from her handbag.

"Wear it then," she waved the condom in front of his eyes.

"What?!"

"Harmon Rabb, I've risked my life trapping on carrier wires, diving down to strafe Taliban and AQ fighters, and faced off against male counterparts in the aviator's room, crossing the line and during liberty. I'm not about to be scared about making love with the guy of my dreams. Now if he is scared, he can put on his own protection." Before Harm could protest any more, Skates pushed him flat down on the couch and re-started her kissing and sensual touching. Within a minute, the buttons of his shirt came off, exposing his hair chest. Next, she lowered her body down and gently worked his belt, jeans button and zipper. In one swift move, it came off, as well as his boxers, exposing his genitalia.

"Ska..."

"Quiet, darling," Skates said, placing her left hand over his mouth. Before Harm could shift or emit one more word of protest, Skates had open up the condom and gently slid in over his firm cock. Harm was shock both by the swift move and the fact that he hadn't ejaculated with her touching his penis! "Now, it's your turn baby to undress me."

"My..." Skates was patience was tested so she guided his two hands to reach the zip behind her. "Slowly, gently, dear, this dress caused me quite a bit in Sydney." It took Harm much longer than Skate's undressing, but soon enough, her dress dropped to the ground, revealing blue translucent hipster panties and strapless black bra underneath. Before Harm could exclaim anymore, Skates' lips was sucking his lips, as if it was a new flavoured lollipop.

Once more, they were lying back on the couch, with Skates on top of Harm, her A cup breasts pressing down on his hairy chest. This kissing, and now bodily contact finally cause the JAG Captain to respond and his fingers worked against the elastic of her panties, lowering it down her smooth thighs. The bra easily came off and finally, both aviator and JAG were naked. As the young squadron commander continued her sexual arousal, Harm examined her body. Skates was definitely no Mac; her breasts may not be as voluptuous as the Marine's but he was never one to judge a girl by her cup size. Despite long exposure to the salty sea water and air, Skates' skin from her face to her feet were as smooth as marble. As Skates turned herself to the side, Harm noticed another two key differences: Skates had a neatly trimmed 'bush' over her crotch and there was a pure absence of any body art, unlike Mac's tattoo situated on her upper left thigh.

"Harm," Skates purred, her clitoris swelling to its maximum and her upper torso showing signs of a sex flush, "ready?". With that signal, his rubber-coated penis slid into her vagina. "Oh, honey, we are one. "

To Be Continued.

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