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Summer of '98

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

It was the summer of 1998, I was 18 years old and was just coming to the end of my first term at an Army training establishment in the South East of England. We had just finished a four day exercise, learning what it would it would be like to come under Chemical attack and have to live in an NBC suit and respirator for an extended period of time. It had been a dreadful few days, seeming to largely consist of digging holes, de-hydrating, and generally getting bollocked by the directing staff for fucking up time after time.

I stood in line waiting for one of the pay phones to come free. Mobile phones were few and far between and I certainly couldn't afford one at this time. Finally it was my turn, I dialled her number and waited, listening to the chirp of the ring tone, until finally there she was, her soft Irish lilt in my ear, "Hello?"

"Honey, it's me, listen I Haven't got long, we’re going to be out on the training area again for most of the next week, but I should be with you at about seven, a week on Friday," I blurted,

"What the 4th? Fuck!" there was a moments pause before she continued, "Fuck, Fuck, Fuckety, Fuck!" she murmured under her breath.

"What?" I queried surprised by Em's liberal use of profanity.

"Err, sorry babe I am not going to be here, I will be in FECKING Cologne! I thought you were back this Friday!" my heart sank as Em explained that she was taking a summer placement in Germany for the next 3 months and that it would be a great experience and let her practice her German. I had already arranged my rail warrant and so I was headed to the North East on the 4th and was hoping to spend most of the weekend in bed with Em, getting over the weeks confined in this sorry corner of Surrey. Then Em made a suggestion.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

“Listen, my housemate Zoe, should be home, she’ll let you in, you can sleep in my room if you like and maybe meet up with boys on Saturday.” Before adding, “She’ll probably offer you her body, but try to resist…” with that the beeps sounded in my ear and my last coin dropped into the phone.

“Listen hun I got to go, I love you, enjoy Cologne!”

“Love you too babe, I wi…” and she was gone… I replaced the receiver and moved aside so the next person could get onto the phone. I was crestfallen, I stood there listening to the rain battering the windows, pondering what Em had just said, “She’ll probably offer you her body… She’ll probably offer you her body… She’ll probably offer you her body… try and resist.” Was this a relationship challenge, was I being set up?

Zoe was Em’s housemate, I had been chatting up Zoe when I had met Em and had always had a crush on her, she was quite different to Em, while Em was a skinny, 5’10” redhead with brown eyes, slender legs, small tits and a big bum, Zoe was short… well tiny would be a better description, 4’10” tops, blonde shoulder length hair, cut around her face, with huge baby blue eyes an hourglass figure and a magnificent chest. Em was 19 and was studying business with languages, while Zoe was a 26 year old mature student studying physiotherapy.

I had met them about a year ago at a club. They had been dancing together when they caught my eye. I had caught up with them at the bar and got chatting to them. I had been instantly attracted to them both, I had ended up sharing a cab home with them, thinking that all my Christmas’ might just have come at once, but had ended up with just Em; the story of that night is one for another time.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I thought of little else for the last week or so, pondering whether Zoe had actually fancied me after all, fantasising about what her naked body might actually look like, what she would be like in bed. She always struck me as confident and adventurous, would she take control, would she be naked when I got there? God I hoped so, my mind was a whirl before concluding Em was probably just winding me up.

When the term finally ended, I shed my uniform into a bag, pulled on the suit I had worn on my first day (a Navy three-piece with a bold pin stripe) which somehow now seemed to hang off my body, I drew the waistcoat tight and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I was a shadow of the man I was when I had arrived, I must have lost a stone. I made my way to the train station, thinking all the time of Em’s parting words. As I sat there in the sweltering carriage, on the third train of the day, I imagined Zoe answering the door in a silky negligée, it was blue, complementing her eyes, it hung beautifully off her pert breasts, her nipples obvious through the light fabric... A smile spread across my face, she slipped one of the straps off her left shoulder, winked and then with all the finesse of badger on speed, a hairy biker type slumped down in the seat next to me, I snapped awake as the strong smell of body odour filled the carriage. He introduced himself as Dave and proceeded to bore me with details of his dream bike that he would be able to buy one day… Even feigning sleep didn’t seem to deter his dogged enthusiasm for inane drivel.

It was a relief when the monotony of the journey was finally broken by the announcer informing us that we would shortly be arriving in York. I grabbed my bags and made my way to Ems house, via the off licence picking up a bottle of white wine. I rang the doorbell and waited, I glanced up into the early evening sun, closing my eyes and feeling the heat on my face.

I snapped awake as there was a jingle of keys on the other side of the door, with a slight creak the door opened a fraction, a baby blue eye gleamed out of the dull hallway blinked, then the door swung open to reveal Zoe standing there in a bath robe and a towel loosely tied around her head.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

“Come in trouble,” she said, beckoning me in. “Make yourself comfortable in the lounge, I am just going to change into something, err, more comfortable.” She said, before adding, “Pour us a glass of that, be through in a minute.” She winked, turned on her heal and wandered through to her bedroom at the end of the other end of the corridor, I watched as her bottom jiggled beautifully under the towelling dressing gown with each step, glanced at her shapely smooth calves, she paused looking back at me, I looked away pretending to be interested in a picture on the hallway wall, she smiled and disappeared into her bedroom.

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

Keep this going

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By (user no longer on site)
over a year ago

More please

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I wandered through to the kitchen and rummaged through the cupboards, there were few glasses, most appeared to have been lifted from the local pubs; eventually I found two that almost matched and we're vaguely wine glass shaped. I strolled back through to the lounge, placing the glasses down on the coffee table and removing my suit jacket, in the background the whine of the hairdryer ceased and I could hear movement from Zoe's room. I imagined the blue silk negligee being pulled over her head, her shapely unsupported breasts pulling the fabric taught, her nipples hard and easily visible through the silken material. The door opened and there she stood, dressed in a shapeless pair of grey sweat pants and a university hoody, her hair scraped back into a short ponytail.

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

What was i expecting, my girlfriends housemate just to stroll out naked, shaved into prepubescence and throw herself at me? Well I could always hope... Zoe looked at the table at and giggled, "classy didn't find the proper glasses then!" She smirked... "you should have looked in my box..." I sat wide eyed trying not to laugh, she went crimson before adding "Err, on the side, the wine glasses are packed in a box on the side." I started to giggle and she punched me on the arm flumping down on the seat next to me.

We sat and chatted for what seemed like an eternity about everything that had happened since we had last seen each other, she had split up with her ex and was now working at a local sports centre providing sports massage and helping the local football team with injury recovery. She kept touching her face playing with her hair, touching me, giggling, her big blue eyes never leaving me. Was she flirting with me? No probably just my female deprived imagination running away with me again. As she spoke my mind drifted mentally trying to strip of the sweat pants and hoody.

As we finished off the first glass of wine I became more and more aware that I smelt. A long day on hot trains had taken it's toll, I asked whether she would mind if I went and had a shower, she agreed that may be best all round.

As I got up I let out a moan, my back was killing me; a few days digging trenches and carrying what seemed like twice my own bodyweight had certainly taken its toll.

"I could have a look at that if you like? " Zoe offered, winking at me as she did, " but go and get in the shower first."

"That would be nice," I tried to reply casually, the thought of her hand on my body was an exciting one to say the least. I walked towards the bathroom and to my surprise Zoe got up and followed me, my heart was racing, was she intending to join me?

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By *cfc1965Man
over a year ago

horsham

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By *oth0712Man
over a year ago

cambridge

Good so far

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

I paused at the door of the bathroom and turned to face Zoe who was stood right behind me, she gave me a wry smile as if reading my mind, then stepped past me opening the airing cupboard door and throwing a towel at me. "You'll be needing this" She smiled and stepped out, padding back down the hall. I smirked at the thought, relieved I hadn't just embarrassed myself. I stripped catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, blimey, that first term had been hard work but it had changed my body completely, the love handles were gone and most of a six pack had reemerged, definition that I had never known before, flawless other than the red abrasions where my webbing had rubbed at my shoulders and waist, and the large red welts on my elbows from crawling across stoney baked ground. I slipped into the shower letting the warm water rush over me, as washed myself and removed the grime of the day. I stood with my eyes closed, the shower battering me, and I heard a creak of a floorboard just outside.

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By *ackspopCouple
over a year ago

Wymondham

It's been posted before but do please continue

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By (user no longer on site) OP   
over a year ago

Indeed I have, but it is a story I love recalling

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By *lwaysup4it69Couple
over a year ago

Kirkby in Ashfield

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By *teviem40Man
over a year ago

stoke

More please

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