Berlin Trip
I finished my shift working the gate at 7:00 am. I walked over to the mess hall and was having breakfast when my sergeant came over and told me the commanding officer wanted to see me. Since I had been fucking three Captain's wives, one Major's wife, and our Provost Marshal's wife on a routine basis for several months, the first thing that came to mind was that I had been found out and I was about to be court martialed. However, I couldn't do anything about it now, so I mustered up enough nerve to go to the Captain's office.
When I reported to him with a snappy salute, he told me to have a seat. He had a folder in front of him and was reading some papers when he said, "I see here that you qualified expert with the .45. Is that right?
I said, "Yes sir."
He then said, I understand you are proficient in martial arts. Is that right?"
I again answered, "Yes sir."
He then explained that the Commanding General and the Provost Marshal would be travelling to Berlin for a conference and it had been decided that the General needed a bodyguard.
The Captain said, "I have been looking at personnel records and have decided you are the best qualified man for the job. Do you have a suit?"
I answered, "No sir. I never needed one."
He then told me to go to Brigade Headquarters where I would get temporary duty orders and a clothing allowance. He told me to go to the PX and buy a suit, dress shirts, ties, and some shoes. He then asked, "Do you have a shoulder holster for your .45?"
When I told him I didn't, he reached in his desk drawer and handed me his. He then asked if I had ever met the General or the Provost Marshal. I told him I had never met either. I started to say, "Although I have been fucking the Colonel's wife for several months" but I felt that would not be in my best interest.
Before he dismissed me, the Captain said, "Don't fuck this up, Law. This assignment could make or break your career."
I told him I would do my best, saluted, and left his office.
During the week, my sergeant, who had experience conducting protection details, showed me how to walk behind and to the left of the General, what to do if an attack occurred, how to scan the crowd, etc. He told me to sit in the right front seat of the car and to not speak unless spoken to.
Since I wouldn't be leaving for a week, I had time to keep my weekly officer wife appointments and get in at least one more good fuck with each of them. The only one I would miss was Beth since I would be leaving on a Friday morning and returning Saturday evening. I told Beth I would be traveling with her husband. She said, "Tell the old bastard I said hi!"
I told her I didn't think I would do that.
The following week I arrived at the Division Headquarters wearing my new suit with my .45 in a shoulder holster hidden under my coat. It felt weird, and I was a little queasy since I had the responsibility to protect the General even though I had no idea what I was doing. I would also be spending time with my Colonel whose wife I had been fucking and whose daughter I had recently fucked. Pardon me for feeling nervous.
There was a shiny staff car with a driver waiting when I arrived. The driver, a sergeant, explained that he would stay with the car at all times while I would escort the General from the building, open the right rear door, wait until the General was seated, and then close the door and get in the right front seat. He told me to reverse the procedure when we arrived at each location. He told me not to worry about the Colonel as he would open his own door getting in and out. I went up to the General's office and waited until he was ready to go, then I escorted him out of the building and into the car. Just like the driver had explained, the colonel went around to the left rear door and got in.
It took about three hours to get to Berlin. The General and the Colonel chatted about something, but I was not paying attention. My sergeant had told me to act like I was not eavesdropping. Thankfully, neither one asked me any questions. When we arrived at the VIP quarters, a full bird Colonel met us and took us up to the General's room. My Colonel had the room to the left, and much to my surprise, I was given the room to the right. I was not expecting to stay in the VIP quarters.
When the General went in his room to freshen up, the Colonel who had met us when we arrived asked me to come with him. He explained we were going to attend a dinner that night where the General would be giving a speech. The Colonel showed me the General's table and the podium, and he explained that when the General sat down at the table, I could sit at a table to his right to eat. When the dinner was over, I was to escort the General back up to his room for the night. I thanked him for his help and went up to my room.
At ten minutes to seven, I was standing outside the General's door. A few minutes later, my Colonel came out of his room, nodded at me, knocked on the door and went inside. A few minutes later, they came out, started heading downstairs, and I followed behind.
While the General gave his speech, I stood in a corner, and when he went to his table, I sat at the table to his right. The table was round and there were two Second Lieutenants and three women already seated when I arrived. We chatted during dinner, but I never introduced myself.
The lady to my right introduced herself as Julie and said she was the manager of the VIP quarters. She was about 30 years old, brown hair and brown eyes, and had a very pleasant southern accent, though I never asked her where she was from. Several times during our conversation, she placed her hand on my right arm. A couple of times when she did that she bent forward, and I got a peek down the front of her dress at her ample cleavage. She caught me looking once but didn't seem to mind.
When dinner was over, I excused myself and got up to stand by the wall. As I was scanning the room, I looked over at the table and saw Julie looking at me. When the General stood up to leave, he had his dinner companion on his arm. She was an attractive and statuesque woman of indeterminate age and was wearing a sexy cocktail dress that seemed formed to her very curvy body. As he started heading out of the room, my Colonel was right behind him with his dinner companion in tow. I followed them up to their rooms and as the General was entering, he said, "That will be all for tonight, Sergeant."
I answered, "Yes sir", without telling him I wasn't a Sergeant. In fact, I had just been promoted to SP4 the month before. I lingered outside for a few minutes, just to make sure he wasn't going to stick his head out the door and ask for something, and then I went into my room and took my suit coat off.
I was just about to sit on the bed when I heard a soft knock on my door. I opened the door and saw Julie standing there. She asked, "Can I come in?"
I let her in and asked, "How did you know what room I was in?"
She laughed and said, "I guess you weren't paying any attention to what I was saying at dinner. I told you I am the manager here. I know who is in every room."
I said, "Okay, but what are you doing here?"
She answered, "Well, I thought that would be obvious, but if I have to explain, I was watching you all night. I knew you were the General's bodyguard, even though you didn't say anything about that at dinner. I thought you were very cute, you looked like you were very tense, and I thought I could help you relieve some of that stress. Only if you're interested."
I told her I was very interested. I said, "Make yourself comfortable while I get out of this suit."
I then took off my shoes and socks, then took off my shirt, tie, and pants and hung them in the closet. I took my pistol and shoulder holster and laid them on the chair where I had hung my coat. When I turned around, Julie had dropped her dress to the floor. As she wasn't wearing a bra, she stood there in only a tiny pair of red panties.