She was obviously dressed for a night out, wearing a short jacket over a white blouse and short black skirt, which rode up as we put her into car.Afte...r I’d bid the lads goodnight, I set off for home. As I drove I could hear Hazel groaning in the back and thought it was the booze but when I finally pulled up outside the flats and went to open the back door I could see that she pulled her skirt up even higher and had her hand down between her legs stroking the crotch of the pink lace knickers she. I told the guy to fill the tank and I went inside the gas station to go the bathroom. Just before I walked in I noticed that two guys were moving furniture into the vacant building next door. They looked very strong and were both black. They caught me looking at them and smiled at eachother. I got embarrassed so I hurried into the bathroom. I got into the nearest stall and started thinking to myself. I thought that both of those black guys outside were really hot and wondered how big. We were both indulging in separate fantasies and I didn’t want it to end there.“Cee?”“Yes,” she whispered her breath sounding like a marathon runner’s.“If we want to carry on, you need to help me get her inside just in case.”She didn’t hesitate or even question me. I was never one to tempt fate and to have an enquiring security guard suddenly interrupt would not have gone down too well, all things being considered. With my cock now erect as a tent pole and Cee’s gorgeous, now finger marked. The Confederacy Navy to be exact. I’m Commander Irving Beck and my associate is Petty Officer First Class Patricia Fuller.” He wanted me to check his ID card, but I didn’t bother taking it. That made him seem a little disappointed.“No need. I believe you. Pleased to meet you both. And call me Jean. You guys are a little shorter than I thought you’d be.”“The Marines are normally the ones with this duty. They’re the big ones. But we didn’t want to attract undue attention so they sent us.