In the village of Sharping-St-Mary only a few miles from Purplemere, Martyn Wingrove was in bed with his girlfriend Sharon
Todd, in fact they had been in bed pretty much all the time since she returned
from training and exercises with the
Downshire Light Infantry.
She had sent him a salacious video of herself that she made in a hotel
in Brunei where she masturbated herself to orgasm on a sofa.
But that proved to be just a taster because once she got him into bed
she didn’t want to let him go.
But he still had work to go to and she had friends to catch up with
and had to spend time with her parents.
But every opportunity they had was spend in each other’s arms and that
was how it had been since she returned with the possible exception of when she
was on the blob, but even then they weren’t sex free.
But one morning as they lay in bed he said
“You’re very quiet, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing” she replied
“Come on, there’s something on your mind” he insisted
“I’ve got four days
left of my leave” She explained “before I have to report to barracks in
Nettlefield and another week after that before we go to Cyprus”
“I know” he said
“Well there’s
something I want to do before then” she said
“You’ll have to wait for
me to recover first” he said
“No not that” she
retorted
“It must be something
important then” he said with concern
“Will you take me to
the Regimental Summer Ball in Nettlefield?” she asked and tensed up
“Is that all?”
“Yes” she replied
“I’ve never been before, I never had anyone special enough before to go with,
but now I do”
“Of course I will
darling” he said
“Good because I’ve
already bought the tickets”
When he picked her up
from her mums, his jaw almost hit the floor, she looked stunning in a burgundy
coloured cocktail dress, borrowed from her mother and matching shoes and
handbag from her sister.
He thought Sharon looked like a proper girl, not the daring soldier, afraid of
nothing and nobody, she was a girl, gentle and vulnerable, and little bit frightened,
and he couldn’t have been more in love with her than at that precise moment.
And when he walked
into the Ball on the warm June evening with Sharon on his arm he felt so proud.
They had a wonderful
night, excellent food, a live band and lots of dancing, and neither of them
really wanted the night to end, but end it did and at 2 am they were walking
through Memorial Park in the moonlight heading towards the Hotel when Martyn
broke the silence as they were passing the bandstand.
“There’s something I
need to talk to you about” he said and her heart was in her mouth, her worst
fears were being realised, he was breaking up with her because she was being
posted.
“I don’t know the best
way to say this” he began and her stomach turned over
“I’m going to take two
months off work, unpaid mainly, like a sabbatical, so I can come to Cyprus
right in the middle of you tour, I’ve already spoken to my boss and he’s happy,
so we’ll be together for Christmas and New Year” He said without pausing for
breath.
“What do you think?”
“What I thought was
that you were going to dump me” she said and slapped his arm
“Why would you think
that?” he said
“Because I’m going
away” she replied
“Which is why I want
to come and spend time with you”
“Won’t you get bored
while I’m on duty?” she asked
“No, Cyprus is a nice
place with plenty to see” he replied “and there will be plenty of pretty girls
to occupy me while you’re serving queen and country”
“You do know that I’m
trained to kill don’t you?”
“Yes and I know how
you’re planning to do it, I’ve lost half a stone since you got back from
Canada” he said “you’re literally shagging me to death”
Sharon laughed
“Are you sure you want
to come to Cyprus?” she said seriously
“Look I’ve only just
got you back in my life and I’m not letting you slip through my fingers again”
he said
“I’ve decided that
you’re a keeper”
“Does that mean what I
thing it means?” she asked
“It better had,
otherwise I’ve bought this for nothing” he said “and took a ring box from his
pocket”
“Oh my God” she
exclaimed “Really?”
“Well what do you
think?”
“I…” she began and
then put her head in her hands then she took a deep breath and stood to
attention
“I think you need to
ask me a question” she said
“Oh it’s like that is
it?” he said and knelt down
“Sharon Elisabeth Emma
Todd, will you marry me?”
“Oh I don’t know” she
said indifferently
“Fare enough” he
replied and put the ring back in his pocket
“I got the ring on
sale or return anyway”
“Don’t you dare” she
said and got him in a half nelson until he gave her the ring “of course I’ll
marry you, it’s all I’ve ever wanted”
“What to be married?”
he asked
“No, to be married to
you”
“Then I am your dream
come true?” he said
“Well now you put it
like that I appear to have set my sights rather low” Sharon jibed
“Is that right?” he
said taking her by surprise and bending her over the hand rail and spanked her
arse hard
“Ow” she barked
“Sorry did I spank the
roughty tufty soldier too hard” he said and spanked her again
“Oww” she said “that
hurt”
“I‘m sorry let met rub
it better” he said and lifted her dress up and he noticed she had no panties on
“Where are your
knickers?”
“In my clutch bag”
“Why?”
“It was going to be
your surprise but you’re not getting it now because you’re a pig” she said
playfully
“oh I’m not going to
get it?” he said “I’m not going to get this you mean” he said and ran a finger
down her arse crack, lightly brushing her puckered anus until it was between
her whiskered lips and awash in her cream.
“Is this what I’m not
getting?”
“No never” she snapped
so he poked his middle finger into her hot hole
“Never ever” she said
defiantly so he added his forefinger into her minge
“Still never” she said
through gritted teeth
“Well I suppose if I
can’t finger your hot little pussy then I certainly can’t do this” he said and
glided his cock into her creaminess instead
“Oh do that, oh yes do
that more” she moaned in the moonlight.
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