Caught By My Son: Army Orders! (ePub)

Barbara, a devout Christian, had never planned on cheating on her husband. Life changes and things happen, and now Barbara seeks satisfaction with random young men. Little does she know that the ad she put on the internet is going to be answered- by a sergeant who takes command of her and her son!
Excerpt
This is completely crazy.
As I waited for my guest to arrive, I nervously stood on the balcony, watching the windows across the way. There was still nobody watching- hopefully, this was going to change by the time my visitor arrived. I took out a bottle from the hotel minibar- rarely do I drink, but if there was any time that I needed some liquid reinforcement, it was now.
The door bell rang- whomever had arrived, they at least were careful enough to give me forewarning.
Here goes, Barbara- there is no turning back now.
Opening the door, I stood face to face with my visitor.
He was about five foot ten in height, not quite tall, but not short either. His hair was cut in the easy to recognize style of the Army- shaved on the sides, and short on top- and while he was not dressed in a uniform, I could tell that the man who stood before me was both barely eighteen and a soldier. I smiled at him- his eyes were blue, his hands were large and rough, and while his hair was not my favorite shade of black, he was still not a bad looking man in the least.
“Hi,” he said simply.
“Hi,” I said, opening the door so he could come in.
As he walked into the room, his eyes looked around his surroundings, taking in the details of this place of lodging- his face was young, but the way that he observed everything told me that the man whom stood before me was definitely an experienced soldier. He seemed to be looking for any possible threats, as if an enemy could be lurking under the antique bed or in the small bathroom.
I want you, I want you to fuck me.
“So,” he said simply- satisfied that the room was safe, he stood in front of the bed, and he removed his t-shirt.
Underneath it, he had a very smooth chest. Maybe some women like a man with a lot of hair on their body, but I have always liked men whom had a smooth build. This young man was completely free of any chest hair, and even under his arms, just a wisp of hair was present. He had two tattoos- one on either side of his chest, one of what looked like a unit crest or shield, and the other of a faded name. As he stood before me, his hands reaching to undo his belt, he seemed as if he was unsure of where this was going to go.
“On the balcony,” I said simply.
I walked out to the balcony, and I suddenly was gripped by the desire to be fucked from behind.
I did not know his name- and I did not want to. He may have the nicest cock in the world, a perfectly suckable cock, but right now, my pussy wanted to be filled.
I placed my hands on the iron railing, and I stuck my ass out, backwards- while I was turned to him, the desire I had was as clear as the nose on his face.
Pound my pussy, soldier boy!
The young soldier did not need to be told twice- he may be used to following orders, but my panty clad backside was all the invitation he needed. His large hands grabbed my sides, his fingers grasping me right underneath the base of my breasts, as his face buried itself in my neck. He was kissing the soft flesh there, his lips gentle, as he rubbed his cock against my derriere.
“I’m ready,” I said- no, now was not the time for foreplay.