She had inquired how her freshly-creamed pussy had felt and he knew what she wanted to hear.It sounded like she had a pretty decent sex life with her ...husband but her need for even more affirmation of her sexuality had apparently never been met by him. “Oh well, it’s good for me,” he thought.That was quite different than the newlywed blonde who was barely 20 and would visit him tomorrow morning. Working afternoons certainly had the advantage of availability. Mindy had a different issue. A virgin. She gave me a wink and finished fixing the cocktails.Grandpa had his eyes on mom the whole time. Watching her butt sing when she moved and really trying to look inside her robe when she brought the drink over to him. As they sat down mom’s robe opened up just a little, enough to tease the crap out of grandpa and me too.You know Betty I am sorry for the way I acted the other day. It was just that I thought you had wanted to get together with me. The way you were teasing me and leading me on. I. Doing…everything.Day 2: As I said, I never order in, but in this case, I had to. Again. I even tried to time it approximately the same as the first morning. And whether by design, or fate, or accident, Greg was at my door again with the warm smile, that fit form of his and a breakfast fit for a prince.This time I was more awake, freshened up but still robed (yes, that was an obvious choice, but subtlety isn’t always successful in new territory).There was a warm rush that hit me when I heard. "Now I would like to see the disciplinary process at work," said the Emir.When there was much spluttering and choking among those present at this request, he continued amiably, "Are there no defaulters today? In that case the Army here is much different from every other one in the world. Lead on to the parade; I will sit and watch the Adjutant at work."Having no choice, they led him to a small hut beside the entrance guard-house where a young Lieutenant was apparently holding the day's.