Freeuse 04: Reporting Late - Sex Stories

Freeuse 04: Reporting Late

... own juices running down her thighs, CPT Sewigler's eyes slowly focused and she looked around, meeting the two NCOs worried gaze.

“Oh, fucking hell that felt good,” she said, standing up for a moment before reaching for her pants.

“You back ma’am?” Miller asked, not five minutes before having her pussy lips wrapped tightly around his phallus.

“Oh shit, that was intense. Sorry Miller, yeah. Yeah I'm back. Whew,” she said, looking around somewhat bewildered. “But shit. God damnit. I’m not supposed to go into heat while pregnant. Fuck!”

“What do you want to do ma'am?” Top asked, crossing his arms next to Devon, his authoritative, first sergeant tone making a question sound more like a directive.

“Well, obviously I need to go to Madigan. Get checked out. Because, god damnit! It took two loads to come back. This just fucking sucks. I gotta let the wife know too,” she said, rubbing her belly absently as she began collecting her purse, phone, coffee and keys. “Can you get the ball rolling on letting the command team know? Who knows how long I’ll be up at Madigan. No matter what, I think we want to make our troops aware of this. We can’t have wives just out and about, thinking they’re good when they could be going feral. Tell everyone to make sure they’re hitting their timelines.”

“Of course ma'am,” Top said, going back into his office.

“You sure you're okay ma'am?” Devon asked.

He was still a man, and while he was only an E-6 and it wasn’t really his place to check-up versus checking-down, his protective side he couldn't restrain completely.

“Yes Miller, thanks to you and Rodriguez. I mean, no AAM or anything,” she smiled at him, coming to the door, shutting off the lights and closing it behind her. “No, the sex was serviceable.”

He chuckled and went to his cube, able to log in for the day and checked his phone, responding to his wife finally.