I dated her frequently. Almost every day I had off found me over at her barracks waiting to pick her up to go out. Yes, she was military too; so was I. Just we were attached to separate units. Now been trying hard to fuck her since we met. Several times. During heated make out sessions, I thought I was going to have some success only to have her pull some stunt and leave me hard and dry.
Then one day a guy in my platoon asked if I wanted to go in with them and share an apartment. I jumped on it as she had told me if I only had some place private to go we would do it. Well, you don't make much money on a buck private's pay thus a motel was a luxury we could not afford. Yet, an apartment shared six ways made it all affordable
At any rate I joined 5 other guys in getting a three-bedroom apartment. The very day we went to check it out, I took her hand and she followed me back to one of the bedrooms. I closed, locked the door, turned and took her in my arms. In just a few brief minutes, I had her shorts and panties off and I was more than enjoying her warm wet passionate pussy. From that day on, our bedroom became exclusive property and breeding ground of yours truly. I shared it nor her with no one. Almost everyday found us there enjoying the fruits of each other's bodies.
Then one Saturday night we decided to go to the EM Club on base. The club had just opened when we arrived and for the most part we had the entire club to ourselves, especially the choice of tables. We had other friends who were going to show up later, so we shoved several of the tables together, so everyone would have a place.
It wasn't long the crowd began to flow in and the music got loud. Several of the other girls in her unit also showed up and sat close to and often danced with me. Meanwhile the girl sharing my bed was several seats away laughing and chatting with my roommate. I seemed oblivious to them, as if they had no idea she was with me and I would be the one taking her home. In fact, I would be taking him home too.
But I didn't mind them having a good time. In fact, she had been talking about marriage for quite some time and I was really looking for a way out. I hoped that maybe they would hit it off and he would take her off my hands. The night wore on the club got busy. The music was loud and the dance floor always full.
I frequently danced with a girl from her unit while the girl I brought was wrapped in deep conversation, laughing and chatting it up a few seats down. That night I didn't dance with her at all. But my roommate did one and they resumed their exclusive one on one conversation. I knew at the rate things were going with them he would be sampling her pussy in no time.
Around 11 PM, both got up and announced they were ready to go. I told them would be out shortly and
I would meet them at the car. They left together, and I returned to this little blonde sitting next to me. About 30 minutes or so later, he returned and said, 'She wants to see you in the car.' I told him, 'Tell her I'll be out in a bit.'
He left and disappeared out the door and my attention returned to the young lady sitting close right next to me. We continued our in-depth conversation on the issues that would eventually lead her to my bed. Then, again he came back in and said, 'She really needs to see you.' I told the girl I was sitting next by to the Fort and I would be right back.
I ambled out of the club into a cool wet night. She sat in the middle of the front seat and I slide in under the steering wheel. After closing the door, she looked at me rather funny and asked, 'What's going on?'
I told her 'I have no idea what you are talking about.'
She replied, "I thought you had this planned, hooking me up with him?
Told her 'Nothing was planned. We came out here to enjoy the night and it seemed like you two were getting along well.'
She turned to me and said, 'Well he kissed me.'
'So' I asked. 'You are quite an attractive woman and you can't fault him or anyone else at making a move on you.' Then I kissed her, and my hand went up under her dress, slipped inside her panties to explore her femininity. Her pussy was soaked. She was ready for some serious sex.
He finally returned to the car, slide in on the other side of her. He then apologized for making what he called an inappropriate move on her. Now, except for her both of us were fairly liquored up. Neither of us were feeling any pain. Yet, she had one drink all evening a 'Singapore Sling' and had nursed it all evening with nothing else.
Meanwhile, we had consumed our share of all the booze brought to the table. He again apologized for his actions and apologized to her. Then he brought out this small reefer and held it up and said, 'Let's smoke this as a peace offering.'
I took it, looked it over then asked, 'What is it?'
My girlfriend was quick to answer, 'It's Mary Jane!' she said.
At any rate, I acted like I knew what she was talking about and merely shrugged as I handed it back to him. Truth being, I didn't know what the hell Mary Jane was or for that matter any of the illicit drugs so common back then.
Yet, we sat there in the car and he fired the joint up, took a deep hit on it then passed it across. Then my girlfriend took a hit and passed it to me. I followed suit but when I inhaled, it irritated my bronchial tubes and I ended up with a serious coughing spat.
Think we each had only about two hits off that joint before it was gone. I could tell right off this shit was powerful. Despite having drank half the bar that night, this is the stuff that really fucked me up. Seemed everything was weird, felt funny and things about me seemed humorous. All three of us laughed at the most stupid things.