Jim Simmons let out a sigh when the when the airfield came into site. After spending the last three months in country he was looking forward to being out of the range of people who wanted to kill him.
Ever since he arrived in Vietnam, 180 days ago, it seemed that he has dodging bullets. Now all he has to do is land and he'll be able to breath easy for a few days.
Jim has been looking forward to R&R in Saigon since the last day of his R&R in Saigon.
The skids touched the tarmac and Jim stepped out into a "civilized world."
"Time to get down to business" Jim says to himself as he heads off to supply. He has been living in his clothes for the last 90 days. They smelled like death and the fabric was rotten. He was ready to get clean.
With his new uniform in hand Jim heads to the men's temporary barracks. The warm water felt good on his skin. Jim stood under the shower head and let the hot clean water flow over him.
The smell of soap caused his mind to drift. Jim began to think about her.
"Jim" Lisa said I want to be with you. "Alone" she said.
She took his hand and led him to a supply room. The room was filled with parts and pieces to hospital beds and other medical equipment. She led him to a corner were mattress had been piled up.
Lisa sat down on an old desk and unlaced her polished boots. Jim watched her, thinking about what was going to come next. Lisa kicked her boots to the side and motioned to Jim to sit down beside her. She knelt down and removed his scuffed boots that showed all the abuse that clothing receives in the field.
Lisa laid down on a mattress and pulled Jim to her. "Do I need to remind you what to do?" Lisa asked.
"No" Jim replied "I can handle it from here." He whispered as he began to kiss her neck.
Jim took a deep breath. She smelled clean, like soap. After all of this time living in filth the smell of soap was a welcomed fragrance. It reminded him that there were good things in the world. There was something other then the death and misery that had been all around him.
Jim breathed her in deeply as he gently kissed her. Lisa unbuttoned his shirt as he kissed her collarbone.
She pushed him back for a moment.
The coupled stared deeply into each others eyes as she slid his shirt off his shoulders. Jim pulled his OD green under shirt over his head revealing a lean frame created by meager army rations and many miles of walking on patrol.
Jim attentively watched as Lisa unbuttoned her blouse. Lisa's army issued undershirt was snug around her breasts. Her erect nipples stood out through the thin fabric. As she pulled her shirt over her head she paused, so that Jim could get a good look at her.
Jim took in the sight of the beautiful women in front of him. With her arms above her head her figure was breathtaking. She was wearing a civilian bra that had lace along the edges. Lisa lowered her arms and reached behind her and unclasped her bra. She let the bra slip from shoulders. Her breasts were full and firm with pink erect nipples. Her stomach was tight and flat. Her skin was flawless and the color of Ivory.
Lisa looked at Jim and smiled. Jim looked back at her taking in every detail. Her shiny brown was shoulder length with soft curls. Her eyes were big and bright. Her smile was wonderful; her gleaming white teeth were perfectly framed by her full red lips.
Jim stared at her. He let her image be burned into his mind. This is the most beautiful women I've ever seen, he thought to himself. I never want to forget her.
Lisa pulled Jim to her. He softly kissed her warm smooth chest. Lisa cradled Jims head in her arms holding him close to her bosom. Jim felt Lisa breath deep as he pressed his lips against her.
Jim's kisses trailed down her body. He kissed her nipples, teasing them with his tongue.
Lisa shivered as electricity spread through her body.
