We immediately fall onto the bed, both of us hot and wet and more than ready for each other. Kyle grabs the hem of my dress and pulls it up, peeling i...t off me, leaving me in a black silk bra and matching panties. Before I can ask him to, Kyle lifts off his own shirt and tugs off his pants. I can see his hard-on standing up through his boxers, and I feel a searing heat at the thought of what it will soon be doing to me. He goes straight for my tits, undoing my bra with nimble fingers and. Can?t havethat.??What do we do if we spot the enemy, sir?? my squad leader, StaffSergeant Williams, asked.?The Rules of Engagement are simple: unless you?re given a direct orderby myself or Sergeant Farrell, do not fire unless fired upon.??And if we are, what then, sir???Light ?em up, no questions asked.?There?s a reason why infantry are referred to as ?foot soldiers?. Eventhough us Airborne troops looked down on the ?dirty nasty legs? of atypical unit, we still marched to get places. All of us. Once I finished this task I picked up my backpack and looked around for Mother."She's already outside," Dad told me. "She's using her mobile office while she waits for you."I shook my head and headed outside. Mother was behind the wheel of her luxury SUV. I could see a pad of paper resting on the steering wheel as she spoke. From the level of excitement it was clear she thought she was close to closing a major sale. She noticed me at the door to the house and pointed to the passenger seat.I ran. I had been married for many years and the sex was okay although certainly not spectacular but there had been none... zero... zip... zilch... nada... for going on twelve years. And there had never been any involvement with another person.Then I ran into a user called luvs2suck on an internet erotic literature site and it was lust at first sight. She partially displayed a magnificent pair of breasts, the kind that simply hold a magnetism that is impossible to explain. Even the pictures she posted.