She started to cry and said, "I do care about you Robbie. You're my brother and I love you." So ignore and refuse to talk to someone you love? Fuck it...!" I said and stormed into my room.A little while later, I heard a tapping on the door. I didn't answer it right away. However, when she didn't go away, I finally gave in. Cindy was at my door with her eyes all red. My heart started to melt. I took her in my arms and we both cried.After that, we had a long talk. I promised never to medal in her. Once the waitress turned to leave I slid a second finger inside my wifes cunt and ordered her to start stroking my cock. She instantly obliged and worked her hand under my pants to where my warm erection was waiting for her. She started to stroke it slowly as I gently finger fucked her pussy. By the time the waitress came back with our drinks we were both struggling not to moan our pleasure too loudly in the restaurant. We gave her the order for our food and I started to look around the room.. I decided to answer his question but I didn't know if he would be able to understand it all. But, I would try, if for nothing else but to try to get it off my chest after all these years. If I would admit it to myself it would probably do me good as I had never talked about it to anyone."Butter, I never took it because it would tie me down with too many rules. As an NCO and squad leader, I felt I could bend, twist and even break the rules if it would save one of my men. Officers just have too. Long thick hungry strokes of his tongue from my ass to my clit over and over. I felt so good inside, mind and body, forcing the image of the man in the jet pretending not to be aware of me in the dimly lit frenzy I had worked myself into earlier. As he licked, my mind began to slow, until I became only aware of the sensation he was giving me. His breath, how he blew on my tender exposed flesh to re-ignite the chills, then began to lick either side of my clit quickly and firmly as it became.