Being deployed to Iraq was a scary thing for Cindy. She was whisked away from the comforts and luxuries of home and placed in a blazing hot war zone. Although she and her husband were deployed together, things were not good with their marriage. The strict "NO PDA" (public display of affection) had her husband virtually ignoring her.
As she pondered why the hell she was there, her husband gave her less and less attention. As a civilian, being deployed with the Marines was difficult. The Marines already had friends within their unit. She had no one.
She met a few people, mostly Marines and tried to create friendships with them to comfort her fear and loneliness. One young Marine seemed to pay more attention to her than the others. She liked that. She knew it was just because they worked together, but she did not care. She grabbed hold of his friendship and held it tightly to her heart.
He was there with her on her first convoy off base. He made her feel safe and secure. He made her laugh. She loved his youthful enthusiasm for life.
As her husband spent less and less time with her – she relied more and more on this young Marine to fill the void in her life. A little innocent flirting and the next thing she knew, they were talking about meeting at night on one of their many trips to the latrine trailers.
It was exciting to talk about meeting in the dark of the night. He asked her if she would flash him her titties if he saw her and he promised he would flash her. She looked for him every night on her way to the toilet, but their paths never seemed to cross.
Then, one night – there he was. She had already taken a sleeping pill and was filling a little dizzy. She was stumbling because of the dizziness the sleeping pill caused. He asked if she was ok and she explained to him that she had taken the Ambien. He asked her why she had taken it, and without thinking, she blurted out "Because it makes sex better." She giggled nervously after she said that. He asked if she had just had sex with her husband and she said yes.
She looked down at his tight shorts and could see his desire swell. The Marines called that type of shorts "Come Fuck Me" Shorts. She thought they had writing on them that actually said "Come Fuck Me", so she was looking at the shorts trying to see the writing – but all she saw was his obviously aroused package. She could not seem to stop staring at the bulge in his shorts. She grinned and giggled. She wanted to reach out and touch that bulge – but she did not dare!
She went back to the room. She found out later, that when they parted, he went to the bathroom and masturbated imagining he had her bent over fucking her. The next day, the innocent flirting continued. He asked her if she was going to run away from him if she saw him on her way to the latrines again. She assured him she would not. That night, on her way back from the latrines, there he stood, by the trailer. She grinned timidly.
He said hello and all she could think about was the bulge in his pants the previous night. She remembered their email conversations about flashing each other. She did not really think he would flash her – they were just playing and were all talk. He asked her to flash him and she giggled anxiously.
Then, it happened. He flashed her. Her mouth dropped open when she saw his large erect cock. He reached out and took her hand and placed it on his dick. She jerked it back quickly and giggled "It's hot!" She wanted to keep touching it – to put it in her mouth – but she was scared.
