Just the facts, Ma'am!

Melissa thought back to last night but it was still too hazy in her mind to recover a full memory.

"Kurz," she asked. "What is the earliest clear memory you have of last night or yesterday, for that matter?"

He scrunched his face up while he thought. Melissa felt like telling him not to push himself, because he never seemed to have a serious thought in his head, but held back.

His face cleared and he said. "We had just finished a training exercise. You mentioned getting a cold brew and kicking back. The Captain reminded you that tonight was game night."

Melissa said. "That's right. She wanted to play some card game that required four players. She said she would be by later with Kalinin and for me to pick a fourth. By that time, you were the only person in the area and you were "picked" as the last player."

Kurz said. "You know that happened to me a lot in school, for some reason, I was always the last person chosen for a team."

Melissa looked at him and said. "From my experience, being around you, why am I not surprised."

Kurz gave slight cough and said. "We all met here around 1900 hrs and started playing cards. I don't remember the name of it because no betting was allowed. Kalinin was having tea and the Captain had her soft drink. I "think" you and I were drinking near beer but I'm not sure."

Melissa nodded and said. "Yeah, about 2030 hrs, Kalinin got a call from Control and left. We started playing gin rummy and you started talking about placing bets. Crying out loud, Kurz, the Captain was right there and you know she made the rule about no gambling on base. You two got into an argument about whether toothpicks counted as chips. She was called away, about 2115 hrs, and that left the two of us."

Kurz said."I'm pretty sure that we were drinking real beer by then, if not before, because you know how the Captain face looks when people drink alcohol around her,"

Melissa said. "Well, I told you no gambling, so we started playing Hearts or Spades. We had both taken off our BDU tops and had on t-shirts."

Kurz remembered watching her breasts more than his cards.

Melissa knew he was watching her breasts and used that tactic to win most of the games.

Kurz said. "I recall saying something about a play not being fair and you asked if I was calling you a cheater and put your arm up for arm wrestling. I won 3 out of 3 and you said that wasn't a fair fight and said we'll settle it hand-to-hand., anything goes."

Melissa said. "Oh shit, I remember now, I told you we have to take off our boots and socks for traction. We were both so looped, we did that, but also took off the pants. So, there we were in t-shirts and shorts, so to speak. I'm still hazy on what caused the scrapes and aches but I have no doubt what we wound up doing."

Kurz readied himself then lunged forward to grapple.

Melissa dodged like a matador and tripped him.

Kurz landed face flat and felt a weight land on him.

Melissa jumped on his back and tried a choke hold.

Kurz flipped her off his back and got to his feet.

Melissa stumbled back against the table knocking it over.

Kurz started towards her but Melissa threw seat cushions at his face to give herself time to get him.

Kurz shook it off but not before Melissa reached him and put him a headlock position.

Unfortunately, or fortunately, depending on one's viewpoint, Melissa's t-shirt had ridden up while putting Kurz in a headlock. Kurz, looking towards her chest, saw a beautiful breast, right before his, well, not really his eyes. Remembering the anything goes rule, he placed his lips over that nipple and started to lick and suck. Melissa has been in many a fight and you have to expect pain to be part of the fight. The last thing she expected was the shiver of pleasure in the middle of a fight. Kurz reached his other hand around to fondle and gently squeeze her other breast. When he felt the nipple harden, he drifted his fingertips lightly around and over it. He felt her shiver and the arm around his neck became a hand pressing him against her breast. He lowered her gently to the floor, continuing to gently caress her breasts with lips and fingertips. He moved slowly upward, nibbling and kissing lightly on the side of her throat and her earlobes. When he looked in her eyes, it was with a silent question. She answered by drawing him down with her arms for a kiss. The kiss started out slow, but. with quickening pace, became a passionate battle. He felt her tongue passing across his lips and opened slightly and felt her enter. His hand had slowly been caressing her breasts then belly and now was resting on her thigh. Lightly, he began stroking his finger on the outside of her panties, following the outline of her lips. He could feel her shivering with the light upward and downward strokes. At the top of the upward stroke, he would pause and gently stimulate her clitoral bud. When he felt it harden and felt the wetness through the panties, he gently drew them down so he could begin to lightly stroke and penetrate her lips. He raised his face away from the kiss and saw, as well as felt, she was approaching an orgasm. With the finger continuing to slide in and out, he placed his thumb over her clitoris and lightly stroked it in time to his finger. Quickening breaths and shudders, suddenly she was arching her back and gasping, falling back limply.

He finished removing her panties and positioned himself between her legs and began to lightly nibble and suck on her lips. He used his tongue as he had his finger to slowly penetrate in and out with an occasional flick around her clitoris. Suddenly two hands were pressing his face harder against her lips and then they released him. He positioned himself by her side, lying on his side with his head propped on his hand. He was watching her face and remembered other times in the field when he had watched her sleep.

"Her face is softer, more beautiful," he thinks. "She always has to wear her "man" face when she is awake to make the guys stay in line."

She opened her eyes and rolled to her side to face him. He opened his mouth to say something but she put a finger on his lips. She gives him a light push and he rolls onto his back. She leans over and gives him a long lingering kiss while sliding her hand along his chest and playing with his nipples. She moves downward and rests her head on his chest and starts to nibble, lick and suck on him. Her hand had continued to slide downward until she slid it under the waistband of his shorts.

She turned her head to face him and said. "What have we here?"

She lightly ran her finger from the base of his member to the tip. Rubbing her finger over the tip, she found it slick. She watched his face as she continued to circle the tip. He was breathing faster and had his eyes partially closed. She wrapped her fingers around his member and began a slow up and down stroke.

She thought to herself. "Damn, I could almost put both hands on this."

She had another use for her other hand. She reached down and gently fondled his balls.

"Huh," she thought. "I always knew he was a guy with big balls in a fight, just didn't know how big."

She lowered her mouth over the tip and began lipping and licking.

She thought. "Kurz won't last much longer."

She took as much of him in her mouth as she could and began bobbing up and down. Her tongue trailed along the way and she found a throbbing bloodvessel. This distracted her, she was able to swallow the first spurt but the second spilled out of her mouth and the third coated her breasts. She leaned back on her side and studied Kurz.

"Too bad, he is such a womanizer," she thought.

She remembered that night in Sicily when they picked up the intel traitor. Kurz had stood behind her, put his arms around her and nuzzled her neck. She had enjoyed those few moments where she had felt like a woman and was wanted.

Kurz opened his eyes and drew her down next him. They lay there in contentment for some time. Kurz said. "You know what I always wanted to try to see if it was possible. I read about it and they show in porno flicks but I bet it can be done."

Melissa looked at him and said. "There's a lot of things they do that I'm not about to try. Which one are you talking about?"

Kurz said. "Standing up screwing. Most of the time, the woman is against a wall for support, but, supposedly, if a guy is strong enough, it can be done in the middle of the room."

She looked at him and said. "You crazy man. I am slightly heavier than you."

Kurz said. "Oh! Don't think I can handle it?"

She thought to herself. "God save me from male pride."

She said. "OK, you're on, but, stay close to a wall, just in case."

Kurz smirked and said. "No, you're on."

She rolled her eyes and just thought. "MEN".

Just getting into position was difficult and while he was able to penetrate her, it took all his effort just to stand there.

She saw that he was in trouble and said. "The wall, you idiot!"

Unfortunately, the wall was closer than expected and she hit hard. They rebounded from the wall, he fell backwards with her still straddling him and landed on the floor. They lay side by side for a second and then started laughing, side splitting laughter.

Kurz jumped up and said. "Lets do that again!"

Melissa said. "Not on your life."

She rolled over and started to crawl away.

Kurz said. "Wait just a sec."

The next thing Melissa felt was his member sliding deep inside her and his hands cupping her breasts. She gave a sigh of satisfaction at being filled and started rocking back and forth. She felt her shudders starting and knew she orgasming. She felt Kurz shudder and groan and thrust deeper into her. At the peak of her orgasm, she felt his hot seed filling her and then she didn't remember anything more.