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# `` THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE ''

by tcs1963

Fri night and I needed a potable. After a long and arduous work week, I just wanted to forget my problems and hear to some music.

When I punched out, I made my way base to shower and knock off, then I walked down the block to my ducky watering gob.

I walked in to `` Tex 's Bar and Grill '' and I did n't even have sentence to put my ass in the stool before Milly, the barmaid had my draft beer and poll Royal on the rocks in front of me.

I figured I would sit and swim my sorrows with a secret celebration before the holiday. east wind Sunday was coming up and I would be spending it alone as common, ever since my divorce.

The bar was n't busy so I was felicitous to keep Milly company and catch a courteous buzz to aid me sleep. I knew I deserved a few drinks after the busy workweek.

Just as I finished my first draft, she came walking in. Her apparel blues caught my aid first. And then her sparkling green eye.

And with an impeccable posture that beautiful young lady marched right up to the bar very proudly, I just could n't help to take notice.

She stood and ordered herself a drunkenness from Milly. That 's when I waved at Milly and pointed at my cash on the bar, letting her know that I was buying the lady a crapulence.

She sat down on her stool and removed her head cover. That 's when I saw those magnificent Auburn curlicue cascading down her backrest.

Milly served her drinks and told her that they were paid for, and she asked : `` by who ''.

Milly smiled and nodded in my direction.

The soldier looked down at me, mouthing a `` thank you '' and giving me a wink.

That 's when I took the enterprisingness to move and look at a stool next to hers.

'' Hi, how are you, Miss ? '' I spoke politely, `` May I ? '' as I took the seat next to hers. `` Thank you for your armed service. ''

She said, `` hello, how are you, Sir ? '' and took a retentive sip of her whiskey on the rocks.

Things got very understood for a few seconds as I became amazed at how beautiful she was, and I also realized how alone she seemed.

I ordered us another round and I went to use the restroom. Stopping on my way back to hit the nickelodeon.

I pushed a few release and walked back to my buns and took a sip just as, `` If Tomorrow Never Comes, `` by Garth Van Wyck Brooks, started playing.

The future matter I know, that beautiful young soldier had tears in her eyes.

I immediately grab her paw and gently turned her towards me. Wrapping my munition around, and hugging her close, as I apologized.

request her, `` What is the matter, and could I facilitate ? ''

All the patch, telling her how sorry I was and gently caressing her to my chest. Her Whitney Young firm frame feeling so at family against me.

That 's when she looked up and pressed her plump lips against mine. I was utterly taken aback, me being older and not the most beautiful man in the state.

When the kiss did n't end like a father-daughter flock, I pulled her tighter against me.

She whispered lightly, `` I 'm leaving in the morning for the Turkish molding, and I 'm kind of afraid. Would you quell with me for the dark and hold me like this ? ``

I could n't believe this was happening to me, but I looked at Milly and asked for a quart of `` Crown Royal. ''

Looking at the Loretta Young soldier, I grabbed the bottle and her hand and walked her out of the bar and back to my shoes.

Soon as we were at the front line doorway, I pulled her last and kissed her Sir Thomas More deeply. Feeling her body react to mine.

She knew how to make this old man look incredibly virile. I took her in and poured us beverage.

Without many words, it got really hot and much more than intimate on my couch.

Needless to say, my mitt and sassing moved across her nubile body, as if I was playing an instrument.

She was `` moaning '' and `` cooing '' like no char ever has before, so I continued on, trying to give her a sexual computer storage she would never forget.

I slowly removed her wearing apparel right there on the sofa, using every part of my being to pleasure every section that came into view.

Licking and kissing her most intimate part. My fingers sliding in her so deep and feeling her wetness.

We barely spoke a Good Book the unhurt evening. Just boozing and playing with each other through the Night. She had my turncock harder than Formosan arithmetic, almost all night long.

Finally, we passed out on my livelihood room floor. Either from drink or exhaustion, I do n't hump. But I slept so soundly. It was a night I 'll never forget.

Waking up, I noticed I was alone and I stumbled to the lavatory to salvage myself.

Upon entering, I saw written in sexy red lipstick on my privy mirror, `` You were wonderful cobbler's last night, and I had a magnificent time with you, Thank you. ''

That 's when I realized I did n't even know her epithet, and she did n't have sex mine. The most remarkable evening I have had in ten and I knew cipher besides, she was a soldier and was being deployed to Turkey.

I cleaned up myself and my planetary house, but for weeks after, her essence would n't make out out of the couch. I was glad because every sweet whiff of her scent reminded me of that howling eventide that I spent with an amaze cleaning lady, that I did n't even know.

A couple of month later, I was sitting in `` Tex 's Bar '' after work. Drinking to end my work week and I reached over the bar and grabbed the newspaper.

There she was in the painting, looking so proud with her dress blues in the pic, and written underneath was the story of her end by an IED wayside turkey, driving through Turkey.

My eyes teared up and Milly questioned `` Why '', but I just ordered another drink and went to the jukebox and played Garth creek. Raising my glass I thought, `` Thank you for your service, sweetened soldier. ``

The End ...