When I got back about 3pm she was back in bed taking a nap. I checked for her panties again and they were soaked more than ever. Since the meeting was... over and this afternoon was supposed to be rest I stripped to my underwear and crawled in bed with her. She was gently snoring and I reached over to touch her privates and could feel she was soaking wet on her cunt and on her ass and her hair was matted and I was thinking I must have missed something good.We woke up about an hour later and she. She ran down the stairs of her apartment and jumped into her car. To make matters worse for her, she was stopped by a cop for running a light which made her late even more.When she walked into the JAG offices Admiral Chedwiggen was talking to his aid Seaman Tyner."Nice of you to join us Colonel," she heard him say."Sorry to be so late Admiral," she apologized. "It'll never happen again." I would hope not," the Admiral said, turning back to his office."So, what happened to you?" Harm smirked at. I started sliding my mouth up and down his cock. His cock was going in and out of my mouth and I thought this was a bit like fucking. His cock was going in and out of my mouth the same way it would be going in and out of my pussy. If he was fucking me. Now, that's a weird thought.I started sliding my mouth up and down his cock faster. I sucked as I slid my mouth up his cock and just let my lips drag along it when I slid it into my mouth. I thought I was getting the hang of this cock sucking. In her modesty she kept her eyes closed while making sure I could see her pretty face if I chose. Fact is I was mostly concentrating on the sight of my vein bulged rod disappearing and then reappearing between the cleavage of her ass cheeks. Ailsa cooed, ‘Do me, David. Make it good.’ We were making quite a bit of noise as my thrusts rhythmically forced the air out of her lungs. It occurred to me that if I hoped to make my cock a regular visitor in Ailsa’s soft, warm, wet velvet sheath I better.