ok.... brand new, in the works and running in my head. ================= Laying back in the seat was not my favorite place to be. I didnt want to be here and hoped it would go quickly. I looked at my watch again. It made 30 seconds since the last time I looked down. The door opened as I looked up. And how are we today? Asked Captain Murrr .. Murphee, thats it, Capt. Murphy, as I glanced at her name tag as she walked in the room. Very good Mam, I replied in a steady and firm voice. I was learning the ropes and I sure as hell wasnt about to have a 341 pulled out of my pocket again, for the third time today for another stupid fuck up. Capt. Murphy sat down next to me and began writing something. As she was intent and fully concentrating on her work, I couldnt help to notice how nice she smelled. It wasnt some cheap off the shelf pharmacy cologne that you can taste on the tip of your tongue, but it was a really gentle fragrance that I wanted to take these long deep breaths and breathe in. In a way there was a slight and gentle lavender fragrance. Gawd she smelled good. Then I began to look between her legs and the thought entered my mind wondering if her cunt smelled anything like that too? Not having sex for 8 weeks was a rough thing to put any 19 y/o guy through. I was sort of hoping that she might walk out of the room for a minute and I could get down on my knees and put my face in the lap of her chair. Well maybe if I was lucky. Her knee was gently pressed against my right arm. It was very easy to turn my head to get a view of her twat. Goddam I wanted to bury my face down there. Ohhhh fuck, when o when would I ever smell a sweet cunt again? Never..? well, it seemed like never again. I thought to myself and wondered . wow . what does her bush look like. Is the hair a black-black color or maybe brownish-black and are her pubs curly. I wondered about reaching my hand across her legs and how it would feel with my finger tips just grazing through and then I would just barely stick my finger in her hole and pull it back out and bring it to my lips. Howwww fucking sweet. ooooohhhh gawd. I guess I was having another horny moment AGAIN. I could feel my cock sort of bulging and that familiar ache for a touch and a release. By this time my cock was rock solid and my blue uniform pants felt soooo tight and constricting. It needed out it needed adjusted, I wanted to reach down but I knew I couldnt. Airman Preston. she said and paused. Airman Preston, she repeated and waited. AIRMAN PRESTON! she spoke raising her tone of voice. With that she place her hand on top of mine and I came back to reality. LoL Yes MAM Airman Preston REPORTS, MAM I said in a conditioned auto response that I barked out in reply. She smiled gently at me, my hand was at my side just a few short inches from my tool and oooohhh fuck, her hand was resting on top of mine, just an inch closer. I could feel the tips of her fingers against my right hip. Oh please god let her touch my dick ., please, please, please. I pleaded in a quick and silent prayer.