5 comments/ 30891 views/ 7 favorites David and Abi By: markelly (Many thanks to orvette1 for his help in editing this story for me and for the very helpful tips.) It was raining, not heavily by our usual standards; it was the wind that helped it along just enough to make people not even bother with the hope that an umbrella would protect them. Instead seeking refuge in a building they hadn't even thought to be in. David's choices were limited to one, the diner. Being a stranger in a city sometimes makes there choices for you. Sadly for him it seemed everyone else in the city had the same notion, by the time he got through the door the place was packed. The staff was rushing to cope with the new surge in business gratefully received from the rain. David quickly counted his options as two, stand around and be served a take out, or rescue the lady. All the tables were now full, except one. A lady sat at a table for two. A big heavy set man was leaning on the back of the chair just about to pull it away from the table. He was going to sit on it, despite some rather loud and choicely worded comments from the lady. Even David had noticed the way the man was looking at the lady. Moving angles slightly, so he could have a look down the top of her dress. With a sigh he thought it best to rescue the lady regardless of his options. He walked over to the table and also put his hand on the back of the chair, stopping it from moving any further away from the table; he looked squarely at the heavy set man. David could smell alcohol on his breath he had clearly not shaved in a few days and looked like he had lived in the clothes he wore. The man looked directly at David; who also made it clear with his look that he didn't like the competition for the seat or the lady. David looked at the lady, but kept a very close eye on the man. "I'm sorry I'm late darling, there was some late negotiations on my UFC match tomorrow, my opponent's manager got worried when he found out I put my last opponent in hospital." His grip was now tighter on the chair as he looked at the man, "well that's so kind of you, thank you." The heavy set man paused, thought about his options, one screaming lady, and a man who had just put someone in hospital or stand by the counter, with his options dwindling by the second, his grip on the seat diminished and he walked to the counter. David sat, looked at the relieved woman and smiled. "Judging by the look on your face, I assume he's gone." The lady nodded and looked at him, he felt a little unnerved by her penetrating stare now, so he felt it best he say something. "Ok first I'm not a UFC fighter; I noticed the billboard just down the road so I figured he may have seen it as well. Secondly I'm here to get out of the rain and a coffee nothing more. I will read my papers and you do what you wish to, we don't even have to speak to each other." She continued to look at him, then smiled, crossed her legs and said. "I gather by your accent your not from around here, British maybe?" It was David's turn to smile, "Yes I started off life in England, been around a bit since then though." Feeling more at ease now she said. "So Limey what brings you here?" David smiled. "Gosh now there's a term I haven't heard in many years. Do you Americans still call us Brits that?" At that moment the waitress arrived so he ordered a coffee and looked at the lady, the lady spent the next five minutes asking for a coffee, with low fat this and de-cafe that, served at this temperature with a chocolate covered whatever. David smiled to himself, what ever happened to just plain old coffee? It seems to have been murdered by society now. The waitress departed and they both looked closer at it other. David smiled, "Please let's not go down the Limey route I would have to start calling you Yank and that's when things get rather silly don't you think? Call me David." The woman held out her hand, "Abi." Shaking her hand and also noticing the very firm grip for a woman, David said "Well Abi I did promise to leave you alone, so I'll shut up now." David then reached into his pocket pulled out an envelope and started to read the contents. Abi was very quiet, his coffee and her creation arrived and he sat and sipped his way through his. David got the feeling he was being stared at, this made him look at Abi. She just sat leaning back against the chair, staring at him, her creation now cold on the table. He looked at her a quizzical look on his face. "Forgive me for staring at you, I think you're odd." She said. "Well I have been called worse so I'm sure I can live with that." "Perhaps I should have said you're a contradiction. Do you mind if I try something on you?" She asked. David was intrigued now, so he put the contents back into its envelope and then back into his pocket. He decided to bide his time so he caught the eye of a waitress walking by with a coffee pot in hand and she poured more coffee into his cup. He had taken his time; David felt the urge to tease Abi by making her wait before she could start whatever it was she wanted to say. It was fun for David, the rain had stopped now and the diner had all but emptied, pretty soon she would grow bored of him and leave so he could get on with life. He sipped his coffee and again turned his attention back to her. She smiled at him, "That doesn't work you know, I know what your doing. You can only hold off the inevitable for so long. Ok let me see, I would put you at thirty two or thirty five tops, you're six feet tall, I would say you're a good 180 to190 pounds, but none of it looks like fat. Your eyes give little away about you, so I'm thinking you're of some kind of military guy." David sat and stared, saying. "That's rather good, do you mind if I give it a try?" Abi shrugged her shoulders and crossed her arms, still leaning against the back of her chair; she called the waitress over and took another five minutes to order herself another and totally different coffee creation. It was David's turn to smile; he had started to like this game and this lady and now she was making him wait. Abi eventually turned her attention back to him. "Ok your name isn't Abi but I can live with that, after all were only ships passing on a very rain soaked afternoon. You were married but you've been divorced within the last two months perhaps and you have at least one child. I would say soaking wet you would weigh 130, age, thirty two tops. As a profession I would have to say lawyer and I would have to add somewhere in there ex army brat. Abi just sat and stared at David, for what seemed an age eventually saying. "You forgot my height." They both laughed. The waitress had now arrived with her new creation. Conversation between them was easy from then on. Time slipped by so quickly and it took the waitress standing over them to realize they were the only ones left in the diner and the diner was getting ready to close. They had chatted for almost two hours and not even noticed. David stood and as Abi did the same he held out his hand, both shook hands. "I would like to thank you for a very pleasant afternoon," Said David. "What are you doing this evening? I find you interesting." Was Abi's response. David smiled, "I'm on a stopover tonight I leave here tomorrow morning so I hadn't thought of doing much." Abi grabbed her bag, opened it and began to move the contents around; finally her hand came out again with a card, which she then handed to David. "Give that to the cab driver, he will know the place, seven thirty and don't be late." Without even looking at the card David said. "What about dress?" "Well I will be wearing one; it may be advisable for you to be in smart casual." Abi smiled and left the diner. David watched through the diner's window as she hailed a cab and disappeared. 'Interesting' thought David. The walk back to his hotel only seemed to take a few minutes. As he stood at reception desk he was told there were a couple of messages, one of which wrecked any plans he had for that evening. David pulled out the card Abi had given him, he had hoped it was her business card so he could at least call and explain he had to leave within an hour. Abi had given him a card from an Italian restaurant. Faced with an ever decreasing group of options he went upstairs to pack, the gentleman in him still nagged at him for standing Abi up. Now packed, he grabbed a pen and paper he wrote a note of apology tucked it into an envelope. Checked out and gave the address of the restaurant to the cab driver. The restaurant had barely opened there doors when David got there. Finding the owner was easy; the restaurant was one of those family run places. He explained that he had a date here at seven thirty but had to leave town. The owner was a little sceptical since he didn't even know the woman's name, other than her first name. It was when David told him her name was Abi did a flicker of recognition cross his face. The owner took the envelope and the hundred pushed into his hand. It was four months before David was back in the city. The thought of standing Abi up had played on his mind for sometime. He knew he could not find her in a city of hundreds of thousands, so he decided to play a hunch. David booked back into the same hotel. Then he booked a table at the Italian restaurant. He had been sitting at the bar of the restaurant for fifteen minutes when there was a tap on his shoulder. "I did mention our dinner date was for that night and not four months later didn't I?" David turned in his seat; Abi was stood there, a vision in her dress. Her brown hair in a pony tail, her dark dress hung on her shoulders, he followed the material trying not to stare at her breasts and hourglass figure, when this woman picked a dress, she could sure pick a dress! David smiled, "I really need to check my diary more often." They both smiled and were now at ease, both hugged each other like it was the most natural thing to do. Then sat at the bar for a while catching up, the owner came over and told them both there table was ready. It was as they were eating that Abi asked how he knew she would come. "I left you too many clues for you not to." Was David's answer. Abi was intrigued now and stopped eating, inviting him to explain. David signalled a waiter and asked for another coffee, then asked for some more garlic bread, that's when Abi kicked his shin. He knew he had to stop teasing her now and explain, so he told Abi how he had written the note on the hotel stationary. She only needed to call to confirm he had checked out. So it stood to reason that it wouldn't take her long to find out he had checked back in when he had booked a table at the restaurant. David also suspected that the owner was closer to Abi than he let on when he first tried to get the note to her four months ago. It was Abi turn to laugh. Resigning herself to the knowledge that this game between them could well continue at a later date and that intrigued Abi, just as David intrigued her now. She liked him; his charm was a mixture of honesty and innocents. He didn't try to impress her and she was comfortable with that. Abi found herself liking him, now all she struggled with was just how much. The divorce had been a bitter and very acrimonious one on her ex-husbands behalf. She would have been happy with a quick divorce but he just couldn't let go. He wanted her to fight for everything; even though he was the one she caught having the affair. The one thing they never fought over was Samantha there daughter and that hurt both Abi and Sammi more than anything. He simply wanted nothing from either of the women in his life, other than what he could count in the bank. "So what made you think I would turn up tonight, after you stood me up?" Abi said. "You're an ex army brat, your used to people you care about leaving you at short notice for months at a time." He suddenly realized he had made such a dreadful mistake, the look in Abi's eyes only confirmed it. He could have easily have stopped what happened next, but to do so would have added salt to an already open wound for Abi. She stood and emptied her drink over him and left. David sighed as the last of her drink left his head and covered his clothes; a waitress appeared with a towel. He paid the bill along with a hefty tip for his troubles, the cab driver even got in on the act, moaning that all he had got in his cab so far this evening was drunks. The cab driver brightened up slightly when David paid doubled the fare as he got out. Standing in the shower finally washing the last bit of alcohol off his body, "well that went really well." In the future David old boy, learn to keep your mouth shut a little more often.' He thought to himself. He didn't hear it until he turned the shower off; someone was banging on his door. He quickly dried himself off with a towel, wrapped it around his waist and opened the door. Abi barged in her face red with anger. As she paced his room David closed the door and leaned up against it, watching her from a safe distance. "You're a god damn Limey bastard do you know that?" She looked directly at him for the first time. "And put a robe on while I'm yelling at you." Abi continued to pace the room, the redness almost gone now but she refused to look him in the eyes. David still leaned against the door, arms now crossed. "How dare you talk to me like that, what gives you the right to talk to me like that, your four months? Yes four fucking months late for our date and you dare to talk to me like that?" Her cheeks went red as she stood and looked at him, "will you please put a robe on." "No, you're in my room. I wear what I like and will stay as I am thank you." Was David's reply Abi looked like she was considering her options, and then walked towards the door, David moved away to give her room. He heard her gasp, instinctively David turned to face her. The look in her eyes was one of sadness, every ounce of anger had seeped from her body now, and she slowly lifted her arm to touch David who then took a step back. Abi was now freed from her trance like state and lowered her arm. The silence now between them was too much for Abi to bear any longer. "Tomorrow night same time same place, mess with me again and your history." Said a sad and very tired Abi. She left his room without looking back. Abi made it as far as the elevator before she broke down; there was so much anger and frustration burning inside her. Any other man she would have walked away and never had a second thought, why was she ready to give him a second chance after he had attacked the only part of her life she shielded from everyone around her. When she looked at David now, she saw so much pain in him. He had forgotten for a split second when he opened the door for her. Abi was caught unaware and gave herself away. She looked upward at the elevator ceiling, a silent prayer leaving her lips. Was it time to trust a man as damaged as she believed she was? She needed to talk to Daddy, if anyone could answer that question it was him. The next day was a long one for David, he had a couple of things that he needed to do but even at a stretch they wouldn't last more than a few hours. He found himself looking at his watch more and more often as the day slowly edged itself into the evening. David had pondered what he was feeling, he liked Abi. She was as sharp as a whip, and a sense of humour to back it up. He thought back to the diner, he genuinely liked her ability to be just good company. He wanted to get to know her better, how much better time would tell; just spending time with her was fun enough at the moment. For the final time that evening he looked at his watch and smiled, grabbing his coat he headed for the door, just as the phone rang. At one point he thought about not answering it, he knew that wasn't an option. Abi got to the restaurant first, she wanted to square things with her grandfather over the argument last night, and they both chatted for a few minutes and hugged. Abi had just sat down at the table when she looked through the window, a cab pulled up and David got out, but the cab didn't leave. A dread filled her now, 'he can't do this to me again.' She thought. David was an angry man and he truly wished he had not now taken that call. He walked into the restaurant, Abi smile was now losing its place on her face when she saw him enter. David walked over to there table, he leaned on it, their faces mere inches apart. "How dare you stick your nose into my affairs, when I want you to know something I will tell you. You damned Yanks are all the same." David turned on his heel and left. The owner watched David leave, and then he walked up behind the woman. "Are you sure he isn't Italian Abigail?" Asked her grandfather who now stood behind her, his hands gently stroking her shoulders. "No grandpa, he is English and it looks like he found out daddy got a look at his service record. Oh grandpa what am I going to do?" David was a very angry man when he got back to the hotel, he told reception that he would be leaving in the morning. Took the stairs rather than the elevator to his floor in the hope of relieving some of the tension that had built up in him, he even slammed the door. He was already half packed when he heard banging on the door. He opened it and Abi barged in, paced the middle of the room as she had done yesterday. David closed the door and again leaned against it. "Take your clothes off." "What?" "You heard me; I said take your clothes off." Repeated Abi. "I will not." Suddenly Abi stopped in the middle of the room, at first it was the look of intenseness that struck him. He then watched as she fought some foe in her mind. Then as though finally making a decision, her hands went to her shoulders and pulled the straps of her dress away from her shoulders. Gently lowered it over her bra-less breasts and stopped at her waist. Abi then removed her hands from the straps of her dress and pushed her thumbs into the waist band of her panties and continued to lower the dress down her body. Once past her hips she decided to let gravity take over and let go, her hands now by her side. Her cheeks, neck and breasts giving away her bodies desire to continue. David's mouth was open; Abi was stood in the middle of his room in stockings, and heels. He had never seen such an erotic sight in his life. Her breasts were a wonder, gravity had tried and failed, although they sagged just a little, as she has just shown she could wear a dress without the need for a bra. Her nipples were the darkest he had seen on a woman and as he stared at them they just got more erect, her waist curved in nicely and the flatness of her stomach highlighting the magic of motherhood, by giving Abi just a few faint lines of childbirth. Her hips were a delight and David watched as she placed both her hands on them. It was obvious that she shaved but he noticed she liked to style her pubic hair; it was cut short and in what seems to be known as a landing strip. Then there were those legs. Oh my goodness, how could a woman have those legs and cover them up each day every day, there should be a law. David was jolted back from his thoughts. "Well? I said take your clothes off, I've shown you mine, now show me yours." "Why are you doing this?" Asked David "That depends on the answer you want to hear, the biological or the chemical." Was her only answer. David was intrigued now, he was also very attracted to Abi and her standing there like this had his resolve slipping away. "Give me both." Abi sighed she had hoped she wouldn't have to say much else other than being naked in front of him. But he had asked so she had nowhere to go but be open with him and tell him the truth. She just wished she didn't have to do it standing naked in front of him. David and Abi "I was wrong to get Daddy to check you out. I could say I'm sorry but I don't believe a man like you would accept an apology that doesn't have real meaning behind it. I know this may sound strange since in real terms, we have only just met. I have feelings for you but I still have to prove how sorry I am and show you something I thought I would never let any man see, my submissive side." David opened the door of his room. Abi's eyes grew wide. "Then stand in the corridor as you are," as he pointed. There was ever such a slight pause, he watched as her eyes fixed on the corridor and Abi started to walk towards the open door and out to the hallway beyond. David let her get as far as the door, he couldn't believe Abi would do this; suddenly he hooked his arm around her waist and pulled her against the wall of his room, pushing the door shut with his foot. They kissed with a passion that neither of them would have ever admitted. It was Abi who finally broke there kiss. "Take me now or I will stand out there." She said That first part of the night was a blur and later when they talked about it neither of them could remember more than a few images between them, both knew it was incredibly intense, deeply personal and very fulfilling for them both. Both remembered David pulling Abi's head back by her hair, and planting the most passionate kiss on her lips that made her knees grow so week she had to lean against his body for support. No man had done that to her before. They both giggled as they both thought of her frantically pulling at his pants and the shear frustration when his belt wouldn't budge, causing Abi to scream an obscenity at it as she managed to get it off and threw it across the room. Then the bedroom, when David had her on all fours, his penis deep in her pussy and two fingers buried ever so deep in her ass and Abi screaming out such an intense orgasm into the pillows. Or later when he again had her on all fours only this time his penis was in her ass and with one arm under her in support. His open hand hand would occasionally slap her ass. The stinging sensations causing enough of a distraction that it stopped her from her orgasm. She remembered pleading with him to stop so she could cum and eventually he did. Abi's release now causing her to bury her head in a pillow screaming out her most intense orgasm ever, the bed was awash with her juices that night. It was as David slept the sleep of the sexually satisfied that he felt the growing pleasure in his loins. At first he thought it was a dream, but the dream persisted into wakefulness. He opened his eyes, it was still dark, and Abi was between his legs gently sucking on him. She noticed him awake. "Hey lover, my body is bruised, my body is battered. I enjoyed that and thank you. Can Abigail have you now?" She said. This was the first time he had heard her real name. To him she would always be Abi. He also knew what she wanted, needed from him. David sat up, put his arms under hers and lay back down again, taking Abigail with him, she now lay on top off him and now it was Abigail's turn. Both were slow and incredibly gentle with each other. When they talked about that part of the evening, both could remember every single detail. How they spent ages just kissing each other so slowly, their tongues both exploring and submitting at the others behest. How he spun Abigail onto her back and slowly kissed and nibbled his way down her body. Stopping at her breasts, letting his lips explore every minuet detail, tracing each delicate vain with his tongue, gently kissing the odd freckle he would come across. Slowly he made his way to her nipple and the dark skin that surrounded it. Davis ran his tongue along the sensitive underside of her breast. Until it stopped at her hard aching nipple, only long enough to plunge his lips upon the erect end, so he could gently suck it inwards until his mouth was full. Giving both breasts the same treatment and pleasure. her moans a sign of approval and encouragement. They both instinctively knew he was not out to tease her, only to please her. David ventured on kissing her stomach watching it rise and fall in gasps as poor Abigail's body had sensation after sensation coursing through it. Her glistening skin adding to the beauty of her body, he stopped at her navel. Abigail paused for a second her breath stalled in her lungs as the tip of David's tongue run slow circles around it. Then moved onwards, following the very fine hairs to his intended target. Abigail let the air out of her lungs and an almost guttural, lust filled moan escaped with it. She had to grab her breast to prevent her hands from forcing David's head to her sex. She wanted, needed him there now, her body couldn't stand much more of this wave after wave of pleasure build up. Abigail desperately wanted to cum now but also needed to fend it off, deny it almost wilfully refuse it its place. She had waited so long for this, this one man understood her like none had before and refused to submit to her orgasm knowing that this one man could give her so much more if she could just hang on. Abigail pulled and mauled her breasts hopping the pain would help deflect the pleasure build up. Abigail's body refused to listen to her pleas, His first kiss of her pussy and her mind had no choice but to submit to her body and such an intense orgasm flooded her mind shutting it down as the overload took her to a place of such intense pleasure, she barely had time to grab a pillow, as she screamed her soul into it. By the time David's lips reached her pussy Abigail was intensely wet, his tongue had barely touched those warm wet pussy lips of hers when her pelvis lifted off the bed and cum rushed from her body. Abigail grabbed handfuls of his hair and pulled him back up the bed, his penis now resting snugly against her pussy lips. David watched her smile and he knew he was lost. Whether this woman continued to see him after tonight or not; Abigail had his heart. Abigail lifted her knees, wrapping her legs around him slowly tracing her feet down the crack of his ass and resting them between his thighs. Allowing him a better angle and slowly, ever so gently, he entered her. There was no savage thrust into her, just gentle movement, applying pressure on her clit with his penis when he could. Abigail came hard beneath him, her arms around his neck, both sets of eyes locked on one another, feeding off the moment, giving pleasure through sight as well as actions. Once she had calmed and with him still inside her, they twisted and Abigail now sat on top, she would lift herself and slowly lower herself, sometimes moving her pelvis back and forth moaning. David was gently playing with her clearly visible clit all the while. Suddenly Abigail's back arched, her mouth opened wide, yet there was no sound, her pussy clenched so hard on David he thought she was squeezing the life out of him, and then he came. With one final moan that sounded like it emanated so deep within her. Abigail came, her body shook, then she slumped on top of David, who caught her as her strength finally gave and slowly lowered her on top of him. He could feel her heart beating so fast that he was worried. Abigail lifted her head and looked at him, he watched her as he felt his penis agonisingly slowly slip out of her, for a second she looked hurt, like something had been taken away from her. She kissed him then slid off his body, backed hers into his and made herself comfortable, snug and warm. They slept in each others arms. Initially he thought it was the sun through the window that woke him. He could feel Abi's fingers run down his back; he could hear her quietly crying. David leaned over and pulled one of the bedside cabinets draws open, put his hand in and pulled out a jar of cream. He held the jar behind him so Abi could take it. "Since you're so intent on looking at my back could you use this on it please" Asked David "There is so much pain in you." "Only when I laugh." Was his automatic response. Carefully Abi applied the cream on his burned skin, starting along his shoulders, all the way down his back. She had seen some of this when she had come to shout and argue with him, it was when he moved away from the door wearing only a towel she caught a small glimpse, never before had she seen so much burned skin on a person. "There, finished." "Not quite." Said David. As he pulled the cover further down his body to the backs of his thighs, Abi groaned, almost in the same trance like state she had the first time, her hand wandered to the burned skin on the backs of his thighs, more tears mingled with those that were already there, suddenly falling onto the backs of David's legs. David felt the dampness and looked at Abi, he spun round in the bed sat up and hugged her. "No, you mustn't cry, stop it this instant. What's done is done." "Why didn't Daddy tell me any of this?" Sobbed Abi, into his shoulder. "Oh my princess, that part of my file is sealed not even such a powerful man as you're farther can open that without more clout than he has." David tried so desperately to soothe Abi, but in the back of his mind, he knew. She was a woman after all, she would not settle for the answer he had just given her, David just hoped that she would lay it to rest now, he also knew that no one can always have what they wished for. Grabbing her by the hand, he said. "Come, were having a shower." They both played and teased each other in the shower, Abi watched him as he deftly kept his back from her. 'Such pain,' she thought. Abi sat on the bed in his robe, drying her hair and watching him get dressed. "What are we going to do now?" Abi asked "Well you're going home to see your child, and I have to see someone. How about we actually finish a meal at the restaurant, without one of us shouting or pouring something over the other?" He watched as Abi smiled at his comment. "I can't tonight; I made a promise to my daughter." "A promise is a promise, ok make it tomorrow, I'm not to sure how long my meeting will run so that's a bit of a bonus, at least now I won't have to worry about standing you up. "I also have a challenge for you, you have now got until we meet again at the restaurant to decide what were going to do for the last three months of my leave." Abi rushed at David and hugged him, David lifted her off her feet and slowly swung her around the room, both kissed each other as he did so. He watched her dress, to him it was almost as erotic as watching her undress. Abi gave him her cell number and left. His room felt too big for him, there was nothing but emptiness in it now, David held the robe she wore, and was grateful it still smelt of her. He felt ... lost. Last night he knew Abi had his heart, at the restaurant he would have to tell her. He had already proven to her he planned to be around for a while, it was up to her to decide if she wanted him to be around and in her life that long. David called down to reception and told them he wouldn't be leaving after all. He then placed another call. Within the hour the phone rang again with a time and a place, he looked at his watch, it would be close but he could make it. Four hours later David was shown into an office, behind a huge desk sat a bull of a man, the uniform tailor made. Both men eyed each other, looking for some sign of weakness. Eventually the man behind the desk smiled, rose from his seat and met David halfway across the room. "I've read a great deal about you. An intriguing story." Said the man, pointing to a couple of chairs. "General, your daughter is going to phone you and ask about my injuries. I'm placing you in a difficult position here, but you have to remember, I didn't start this, you can't tell her." The General ignored David's comment, "Son, other than my daughter, who I would never admit to her face, there are four people who can tell me what to do, and you're not one of them. However three hours ago I did receive a call from my daughter to answer the question you just touched on." David desperately hoped he had made his call in time, the wheels of bureaucracy turn at a painfully slow pace. "You're also lucky that five minutes before that, I did get a call from a person who could tell me what to do, your service file has been sealed, there is only one man this side of the pond who can open it and frankly as charming as my daughter is, not even she has that much clout." The meeting with the General ended soon after. David returned to the hotel exhausted, reception had a message for him, he took it to his room to read it. 'Daddy told me you went to see him. You asked me to make a choice for your leave. Go home.' It wasn't signed, it didn't need to be, just as he figured it would be useless to phone her and explain, she wouldn't answer his calls. David didn't even sleep that night; he left for the airport the next morning. Although still officially on sick leave, his commanding officer put him on admin duties. For the next three months, the doctors watched him, prodded and pocked him like some lap rat. He resented it but knew it was still part of the healing process, his duties although light and consisted of paperwork It kept his mind active, just as he knew he had to continue with his light work outs in the gym. Once his three months were over and he was deemed fit again, David now had to follow a fiercer fitness regime to get himself back to full fitness. It was after he had showered and was now sat back in his office, the phone rang. When he answered it was the gate house. "Sir it's the sergeant of the guard, there is a lady at the gate wishing to see you." "Sergeant I don't know any ladies that would come to the gate to see me, take a message I'm due in a meeting in ten minutes." There was a pause on the line, the sergeant sounded like he was extremely reluctant to give him the message. "With all due respect sir, the lady says you're a God damned Limey bastard." David's heart raced. Abi. He knew he couldn't run to the gatehouse like he wanted to, like his heart told him to. But he sure made it in record time for a walk. Abi was stood just inside the guardhouse door, the guard sergeant keeping her company while they both waited for him. "Hay Limey you never told me you look so cute in a uniform." The sergeant tried hard not to smile, and then escorted them both to a back office, closing the door behind him. David held her so tight. Abi laughed, the conversation between them became swift then. "Marry me." He said looking into her eyes. "Yes." "I mean it marry me." "Yes." "Abi stop fooling around marry me." "Listen you dumb ass Limey, YES. Jeez you're supposed to be an officer and leader of men; you can't even hear a girl say yes." David blushed, his eyes taking in the wonder of this woman that was in front of him. He kissed her. "Look I have a meeting but it will only take half an hour, please wait for me. Abi nodded her head; David kissed her, thought what the heck and hugged her so tight and walked out of the guard house. "Sergeant, don't let this lady leave, if she does try, stick her in a cell until I get back." "Hey, I have rights. I'm an American Citizen and a guest in your country, you can't lock me up." With a wave David walked to his meeting, then on to see his Commanding Officer. When the Commander found out that Abi was on base he called the guard house and had her escorted to his office. David watched fascinated, for a man as battle hardened as his Commanding Officer, Abi had him wrapped around her little finger, within minutes she was now the guest at the officer's dinner tonight. That evening she was the bell of the ball, and danced with all the officers except him. She told him he was being punished for wanting to lock her up and infringe on her civil rights. "You wait until I get you back to the hotel." Remarked David. Abi laughed, "Be gentle with me, I'm exhausted after all this dancing and if you don't behave like an officer and an English gentleman I will tell your boss." She then leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Abigail has been dying to get her hands on you these last three months, you have been warned." The evening passed painfully slowly for David, the trip back to her hotel seemed to take an age, at one stage he was going to ask Abi if she had paid the driver to take the long route back. Once in her room Abi insisted on a shower, David ordered room service drinks, he could hear music in the bathroom so followed it there, Abi was already in the process of getting out of the shower so he held out a towel for her and kissing him on the cheek as a thank you, dried herself off, he leaned against the door watching her. She looked up and smiled as she dried herself down with the towel, her neck, then her breasts got the towel treatment, she would push them up one by one as she would dry the underside, her nipples were now bullet hard and tantalizingly suck-able at that moment, then she worked the towel down across her stomach and small of her back and parting her legs Abi winked at him as she used the towel to dry her pussy, it was then David offered to help her out and she giggled nodded her head towards his now bulging trousers. She said "you want me to give you a hand with that in exchange?" David smiled and said. "Anytime you like my love, you know you're always welcome." They both laughed, Abi whipped the towel over her shoulder and still naked, headed for the bedroom, all David could do was follow that great ass of hers; she looked over her shoulder at him. "Come on big boy, I have a treat for you get your clothes off as well," His heartbeat picked up at that. By the time they were in the bedroom both of them were now naked, Abi pointed to the corner of there bed. Then said "I want you to sit there for me." As David did he noticed a bowl and a razor on the table by the bed, up to this point David honestly believed that he was going to get the treat of shaving her and when he reached for the razor Abi slapped his hand. "Not so fast." Abi then pulled a pillow to the center of the bed placed the towel over it and sat on both, she looked up at him. "I'm going to do it and you're going to watch." She said. His heart was now attempting to beat its way out of his chest. She pulled the bowl over and opening her legs directly in front of him placed the bowl between them, placing lather onto her hands she gently rubbed it into her pubic area, even now he could see her clit just peeking out between those puffy blood engorged lips. With the excitement Abi was giving herself and the slowness she would apply the shaving cream to that area; David could tell she was getting deeper and deeper into the moment, occasionally he could hear a squelching sound as a finger would slip in between her lips. Abi let out a sigh and picked up the razor, she started just below the almost faded mark of her panty line, the sight and the sounds of her shaving herself had now made David rock hard and all he could do is watch as she would occasionally stop to smile, wink at him and then continue. By now Abi was down to her pubic bone and hovered over her pussy lips, she gasped as she placed a finger over her clit to protect it and to razor one side of her lips, she then set about shaving that area. Once cleaned, she repeated the same process on the other side. David sat mesmerized as he could clearly see her juices oozing over her fingers and running down to her ass. Abi was clearly excited by the whole scene of him watching her shave. By now she was half way down her pussy and again he watched in awe as her finger plunged into her pussy supposedly to protect her lips from the razor, yet they both knew the two fingers inside her were indeed a double edged sward, partly to protect herself yet they were buried deep inside her as well. David watched as her stomach tightened in an attempt to extract as many sensations from her fingers as possible. David and Abi He was indeed proud of Abi that evening, lost deep in her own excitement yet still able to deal with the job in hand, his hand had wandered to his penis and was gently stroking it, Abi saw him and stopped shaving herself. Saying. "Stop it that's mine, I'm the only one going to play with it, you can continue to watch." After a few more minutes of this torture Abi stopped, toweled herself down and with a wicked look in her eye said "I need you to take a closer look, to see if I missed anything." In that one moment David had never seen anything so erotic in his life, all restraint went out of the window and he buried his tongue deep into those puffed wet lips that held her clit captive, her cum oozed from her, sweetly mingling around his lips and he couldn't help sucking that sweet nectar along with her clit. David felt her lay back and heard her gasp, Abi just managed to rest her feet on his back when he sucked her clit as deeply into his mouth as it would let him. Abi was now bucking and screaming her way to a very forceful orgasm. David felt her hands on the back of his head trying to force more of him to her as wave after wave of orgasm coursed through her already excited body. His hand went in search of her breasts. He was determined to force as many sensations into her body as he could that night, with his tongue still teasing her clit, keeping her on a high. David's hand now found her breast, Abi's chest was heavy as she fought to control her build up to her orgasm he touched her now fully erect nipple and felt her body stiffen even more as he played with her nipple, tweaking it, bringing it fuller to attention. Abi was bucking and screaming her way through another orgasm now, suddenly she pulled his head away from her; she forced herself up and was now within inches of his own face, he could see her nostrils flair as she smelled herself on him. Gasping and with her dark eyes on fire. She said, "I want it all, give me everything and don't you dare hold out on me." Those words had barely passed her lips when with an effort she positioned herself on all fours, Abi's chest was heaving with the effort to suck as much air into her highly aroused body as she could. David was behind her in a flash and scooping an arm around her waist lifted her slightly and with very little effort slid deep into her cum soaked pussy, his balls slapped against her as she moved to try to force him deeper into her, cum dripping freely down her legs. David started slow but Abi was having none of it, as he went in she would force herself back onto him as he slammed into her harder and harder. Abi now had her head buried into a pillow and was screaming her way through another orgasm, she was clamping down on his penis with her vaginal muscles. He could feel Abi's strength was ebbing, the two more powerful orgasms she had sapped a lot of her strength now so he held her more firmly around the waist, with her clamping down on his penis David knew he wouldn't last long now, Abi had worked hard on those muscles and they were now like a vice around his penis, so with one final push and a grunt from Abi, he emptied himself deep inside her, it was then that her legs finally gave way and he let her body slump gently to the bed. David lay behind her sweat soaked body, his hand resting on her heaving breast, he could feel her heart beat slowly come back to normal, then her breathing changed and he knew she was not long from sleep now. Abi would sleep for a while now, her body had just had been through so much and although he knew she would wake sore, she would want him to make love to her again. Gently, tenderly and with love, yes that would be Abigail's turn. David was given leave to marry Abi; they flew back together and were met at the airport by her father and daughter. The wedding plans were gaining speed now, with a few days left before the wedding Abi pulled him to one side and said she needed to talk to him. He had noticed she had been distracted all day. They went back to his room, "I have a confession to make." Said Abi slowly wringing her hands. "I need to tell you this before we marry, I don't want secrets between us. She sat and patted the seat next to her, hoping David would sit there. He sat across from her. David wanted to watch her. "I've read you're service file." "But that's impossible it's sealed here." "Daddy and you forget that behind every man is a woman, it took me nearly two months of digging but I eventually got an appointment to see the one woman that could make the difference. Please forgive me, I needed to know." The pain of David's back was nothing compared to what he felt now. David reached for his coat. Abi panicked and reached for him. He took a step back; he couldn't be in the same room as her at the moment. "That's the thing Abi, I'm not sure I can. You crossed the line Abi; I need to think this through." David left to the sound of Abi gently sobbing; he passed her father in the corridor, walked down the stairs and just walked. He didn't have a direction. David just needed to think this all through, he walked aimlessly, it seems that sometimes when we feel we have no direction fate takes a hand and gives us just that. David sat on a bench in the park a couple of blocks from the hotel, there were people here and he needed the distractions so he didn't have to think. "You've got to forgive her son, the reason she did what she did is because she loves you so much." David didn't turn around. "I know that General, but how can I explain it to her if I can't explain it to myself?" "Your record makes it clear, what you did, but it doesn't explain why you turned down the medal you were awarded because of it." "I couldn't save them all General. I was the last to leave the field and I almost paid for it with my life." Something in David's head was screaming at him to turn around, it was then he heard crying, he looked, Abi had hold of her fathers hand, tears streamed down her face. He stood and Abi ran to him, wrapping her arms around him, burying her head into his neck. "You're safe now; Abigail and I will always protect you." Finally David felt the one thing he had missed all his life, he was home, and he found it in the arms of the two women he loved so very much. Abigail and Abi. David and Angela David had been stalking and harassing Angela for some time. They had once been friends but David's insistence on sexualizing the non sexual relationship had ended any sense of friendship-at least on Angela's side-some time ago. Rationally David knew that the friendship was over, but David's penis continued to desire Angela. Where there had once been friendship, there was now a strong desire on David's part to push his penis between Angela's legs with or without her consent. Angela's growing hatred for David was only intensifying his desire to fuck her. David's stalking of Angela had taken many forms. At one point he emailed her asking her to pose nude or topless for him for money-$250 to pose topless, $500 if Angela would pose full frontal nude. David presented this to Angela as a business proposition. Angela, who generally worked in the software industry as a project manager, was unemployed at the time and badly needed the money. She knew that David was attempting to degrade her sexually by making this proposal, but due to her financial situation she felt forced to briefly consider it. Angela asked David whether any touching would be involved. David indicated that no touching would be required, but in the end she decided not to do it. Angela both hated David for making the suggestion and found herself masturbating thinking about the idea. Ultimately she refused because she couldn't trust David-she had heard about a mutual friend whose nude photos David acquired and then posted on the Web. David had also left Angela a series of voice mails with increasingly erotic content. The first such message simply complimented Angela on her beautiful breasts, letting her know that David was a breast man and appreciated her large breasts. Angela politely declined David's advance but said that she still considered him a friend. Later the messages took on a more disturbing tone. In one message David referred to Angela's breasts for the first time using the cruder term 'tits' and spoke of his desire to fondle her breasts, with or without her consent, and get her nipples erect. When Angela heard this message, she was quite shocked. Although she didn't know if David would go that far, she realized for the first time that the possibility of rape existed. Accordingly she took the first steps towards prosecuting David and seeking a restraining order, warning David that any further contact would cause her to notify the authorities. And, although Angela didn't tell David, she took the immediate step of moving from Chicago, Illinois to Madison, Wisconsin to protect herself. This was damaging to her career but the relationship between David and Angela was now one of potential rapist and potential rape victim, and Angela had to protect herself. David continued to stalk Angela, often calling her in the middle of the night. Angela recorded the frequency of David's calls as evidence but would sometimes call him back in order to encourage David to keep calling her to build up her case. Up to this point, David had never masturbated while calling Angela, but he became aroused enough that he decided to do so. David allowed his penis to become erect and held his penis in his right hand while he called Angela with his cell phone in his left hand. The call went to voice mail and David began masturbating, starting his message by saying "I know I'm not supposed to be calling you but I just wanted to know what your breast size is." As David continued to masturbate he spoke openly of his desire to fuck Angela, eventually masturbating to orgasm at the end of the message he left Angela. When Angela received this message, she knew that she would have to seek a restraining order, but the prospect also scared her. Seeking a restraining order would require revealing to David that she now lived in Wisconsin. Although she wouldn't have to reveal her exact address, she was worried that David would be angry enough to come to Wisconsin, find out where she lived, and attack her. She also knew that-like with rape victims-to seek a restraining order was to put her sexuality on display for the court and put her at risk of being raped again by the courts. She knew that she would face cross examination-perhaps by David himself if he didn't have a lawyer-and that he could ask sexual questions that she would be forced to answer. Yet she knew she had no choice but to seek the order. In writing her complaint, Angela described all of David's unwelcome sexual advances-his comments about her breasts, her tits, and his desire to fuck her-in great detail. She steeled herself to testify. On the morning of the restraining order hearing, she hated herself for getting sexually aroused and masturbating thinking about David's unwanted advances. But it didn't stop her desire to seek the order. In the end, though, David asked Angela only one sexual question under cross examination. Even that was disgusting for Angela-the idea of having to discuss her sexuality in front of her stalker, in front of the judge and the bailiff. David relished what he had put Angela through in order to get her restraining order. After the restraining order was put into effect, David mostly respected it but continued to masturbate frequently thinking of the humiliation he'd put Angela through in order to get her restraining order.