I pulled my car into the driveway of the armory and parked by the back door. Checking my watch, I realized that the meeting was almost over. I shuddered with anticipation. I was planning a surprise for my husband, one I hoped he would be receptive to.
He knew about my little fantasy, at least part of it. When he came home in uniform, well, I was always ready for him. It had started from a scene in a movie.
On one of our early dates, before we were married, he had taken me to an x-rated movie - at my request. I had never seen one, and wanted to know what it was like. The movie we saw was very erotic, and quite graphic. I had never watched anyone else fucking, and was completely turned on by it.
In one scene, at an army base, a woman and a soldier were fucking each other energetically, and around them in a circle stood more soldiers - each dressed in camouflage, with his hard cock sticking out through his unbuttoned fly. The soldiers were stroking their dicks as they watched the couple, and it seemed as though everyone came at once, with cum flying through the room.
I shivered, remembering how hot watching that movie had made me. When we left the movie that night, on the way home we drove into a pull-off, and fucked like minks. I smiled as I thought about it, my smile deepening in anticipation of tonight's game.
I got out of the car, walked to the door of the square brick building, and entered the armory. Although the evening was still very hot on that summer day, the inside of the building was cool. My footsteps echoed on the cement floor of the large, empty room. I could hear voices murmuring in the supply room.
"Must be the meeting isn't quite over," I thought. I looked down to check my clothes, wondering if the other men would notice that I wasn't wearing a bra.
"They'll only notice if they look," I giggled to myself. With D-cup breasts, it was pretty obvious there was no bra under my sweater - and my nipples were rock-hard. I made sure the buttons on my skirt were closed enough to cover my pussy, and checked to see that everything was in place.
Taking a deep breath, I entered the supply room. The room was filled with shelves of equipment. A long counter stood in front of one wall, and by the vault door was a table covered with paperwork. Five men were standing with my husband at the counter. They looked up when I entered the room.
"Hey, there, ma'am," they chorused. I smiled at them, and said, "Hi, guys. Am I early?" I could see my husband's eyes widen as he looked at me. His gaze dropped to my nipples, which were so hard I thought they would explode. "Um, I guess that's all," he said to the men.
The other men gathered their papers and folders. "Good night," they said as they filed out. I deliberately stood close to the door, and as they brushed past me, I could feel their eyes on my tits. One man dropped a piece of paper, and as he picked it up he very casually brushed against my ass. My nipples got even harder, and I could see my husband's eyes darken.
I smiled at him. "How was your meeting," I said.
"OK," he replied, moving closer to me. He reached out and touched my breasts. I almost came on the spot. "What... you aren't wearing a bra," he said, almost accusingly.
"I'm not wearing any underwear," I said. "Do you think they noticed?"
"Kind of hard not to notice the nipples," he said.
I slowly pulled my sweater over my head, and stood in front of him only wearing my skirt.
