It had been an unbelievable day. I had been bumped from my first flight, the second had mechanical problems and the third had been delayed. I had almost decided to call it quits and try again in the morning but all I wanted was to get home have a hot shower and sleep in my own bed.
I was just getting ready to take the escalator down to the train when out of the corner of my eye I saw them. They were dressed in desert cammies and carried black rucksacks. One of the men was about 6'5 and the other was a bite shorter. Their sandy blonde hair was shaved close and it was apparent from their tans that they had spent time in the sun. The shorter of the two wore sunglasses and they both carried Kevlar helmets. It was obviously they had just hoped a flight from somewhere in the dessert. Even with a layer of dust clinging to them they were gorgeous. There was no doubt under their cammies what kind of bodies they had. Even in their gear the sight of their tanned faces and bulging arm muscles made me tremble with excitement. I could not stop looking at them and I could tell that the one wearing sunglasses had picked up on me as well. Several times I caught him looking my direction. My pulse quickened, I couldn't bring myself to just walk up to them but I didn't want to stop looking.
God they looked so good I don't know where to begin except that I would tear those shirts off and feel those chest muscles and their backs and arms and every inch of flesh that I could get my hands on.
To my disappointment I did not get the same train car as theirs but I was determined to keep them in my sight. I took my time getting off the train and timed it perfectly. They were just stepping off the train. The tall one kept scanning the crowd but the stud in the glasses looked right at me. I gave him my must seductive smile. He tipped his head and looked over the top of his sunglasses and elbowed his friend who was still too busy looking for someone. In the shuffle of people they got further ahead and if they weren't so tall and noticeable with their short buzzed hair I would have lost sight of them.
When I got to baggage claim my heart sank. They were nowhere in sight and I had hoped for at least some opportunity to say hi or something witty. As I stood watching the carousal circle round and round with the luggage, someone behind cleared his throat - very deliberately. I glanced over my shoulder and to my surprise there they were, the two most fuck able men in uniform I had ever laid eyes on. My blatant stare must have given him a clue to my interest. A moment later my luggage appeared and I was tempted to just let it keep going but I grabbed the over sized suitcase and before I could even get it off the carousal he was lifting it for me.
"Thank-you!"
I expected he was going to set my bag down or give it to me; instead he lifted the bag and read the identification tag.
"So are you the beautiful Darcy James?" He said in slow southern drawl.
"Yes," I said flushing like an awkward schoolgirl.
"A pleasure to meet you Darcy, my name is Jake."
I regained enough of my composure to notice his last name plainly displayed on his cammie shirt.
"And yours is Jake McDaniel?"
From the look on his face it was obvious I had caught him off guard. I couldn't suppress a snicker pointing to the patch on of his shirt.
"You got me," Jake said sticking his hand out.
I shook his hand. I felt his sun-weathered skin and my legs quivered.
"Long flight? You look like you guys just flew in from a dust bowl."
"Yea, that pretty much describes it, we've been flying for about the last 15 hours."
I whistled, "wow!"
Jake shrugged, "you kind of just get used to it after awhile."
"And here I am bitched out that it took me an extra three hours to get home. I can tell you the first thing I'm going do is have myself a cold one."
Jake nodded, "I second that!"
For a moment we just stood there looking at each other. I wanted to say something else but suddenly didn't have a clue what else to say. So just gave him a little wave, "have a good leave and thanks for the help with the luggage."
As I walked away I cursed myself. Here I was talking to the hottest man I had seen in ages and I walk off. I should have asked him if he wanted to have a drink or something but they were probably meeting their girlfriends or wives and then I would have felt like an idiot. I glanced back a couple of times and noticed that the taller of the two was still scanning the crowds of people. The guy in the sunglasses was still looking my way and had a cocky grin on his face. As I headed through the terminal I had an idea. There was a sports bar in the main terminal. I would stop in there and have a drink or two before heading home and if by chance they walked by I would invite them in.
In the sports bar I found a table with several empty seats and sat down. I ordered a drink and I was taking my first sip when - taadaa - who should be walking by. I stuck my hand up in a little wave. He paused and then started towards me. My heart pounded, I couldn't help but lick my lips, he was beautiful. He was by himself but I wasn't complaining.
"So, you couldn't wait till you got home for that cold drink huh?"
I shook my head sheepishly, "no, thought what the heck their bar is better stocked then mine and this way I won't have to run to the store."
"Do you mind if I join you?" He asked. I couldn't see his eyes through his sunglasses but I could feel them on me. I was so filled with adrenaline that I nearly spilled my drink offering him a seat. For a couple of minutes we made small talk. Where he had flown in from and how long he was on leave. When his beer arrived he drank almost half the glass in one gulp.
"You must be just a little thirsty!" I said, impressed by his beer-guzzling prowess.
He grinned, "no it's just been a long time since I've had a good beer and I've got some catching up to do."
We chatted for a few minutes but the fact that he was still wearing his sunglasses was unnerving me. Finally I just blurted it out, "Would you mind removing your sunglasses? I would really love to see your eyes!"
"My sudden request must have caught him off guard, he paused like he had either not heard me or was debating my request. A slow devilish grin spread across his tanned face as he removed his sunglasses, "sorry about that, you just wear them all the time in the dessert and pretty soon you forget to take them off."
Up close his eyes were the most intense green I had ever seen. I felt a shiver of desire that started at the back of my neck and ended up between my legs. "You have great eyes, but I bet you hear that all the time."
"Unfortunately I don't hear those kind of compliments often enough considering I spend an inordinate amount of time with only men and we don't usually share compliments."
I couldn't help but snicker imagining what it would sound like if they did exchange such compliments.
Oblivious to the dialogue in my head Jake asked, "What's so funny?"
