" Of course. They want that too. But it's not all about sex. I help them rediscover how attractive, how alluring, how desirable they still are." And t...hen you leave them." Don't make it sound quite so cold. Every woman I have ever romanced has had no regrets at the end. "The drink had relaxed her and Jimmy turned on the small stereo and tuned across the dial until he found some romantic latin music."Jimmy, I..." she began in protest when he turned out all the lights and lit a single candle."One. Fairfax didn’t realize that this was combat conditions, or at least as close as we could get without getting shot at. I made the point by tossing my steel pot helmet on top of the collection of chutes and digging out a boonie hat. I also made a point of checking the clip on my .45, and slinging Captain Donovan’s over my shoulder. The other men noticed this and got serious and checked their own gear as well.We made ourselves comfortable until later that evening. At 2100 we moved out. I had my. I placed my hands on his and moved them up to cup my breasts. He took the invitation and slowly squeezed them. Not wearing a bra meant he was able to brush his hands against my nipples. Each time he did, it turned me on that bit more. He leaned in and kissed the back of my neck. I place a hand behind his head and rubbed my butt harder against his rock hard cock.I moved my free hand in-between us and played with his bulge. Each time I touched it, his breathing got heavier and his cock would. " He made a smacking sound with his lips and Joan blushed as she retook her seat.Jim drew out the suspense a little, walking around the table and looking at the balls from different angles before settling in and dropping a shot in the center of a pocket. Joan unzipped her skirt and let it drop to the floor, sitting on the chair now in her shirt and panties. She pulled the shirt down so it covered as much as possible, but she was well aware of what was going to happen the next time a shot went.