oh, i know that guy

the army (almost) ménage à trois

Now, picking up from the last story... I was still waiting to be sent back home after kinda sorta still married guy left for the Middle East. There was one other girl who was there with me, both of us were sort of broken. She was from the cold state of Maine and we spent all of our days together ust trying to fill our time until we were sent back to our respective homes. That is where this next guy comes in. 

In the Army, the person in charge of maintaining the weapons is called the Armory. If you know anything about guns then you've definitely heard that word before. I am assuming that some of my audience is not privy so, I apologize if it feels like I am talking down to you. I only mean to do that some of the time and this is not one of those times. Anywho, this girl and I were tasked with a few different jobs throughout the day, and working in the armory was our "middle of the day" job.. when we weren't helping in the dining facility with head counts. And when I tell you the Armor was hot I mean blue eyed, sexy smile, just the right amount of arm muscle, cute butt kind of hot. I was NOT mad that we had to spend our days with him. Over the couple of weeks we were in there we got to know him a little, both her and I flirting assuming it would go nowhere because he was for sure married with children. If you are familiar with all the military stereotypes then you know many of the guys are not exactly faithful to their spouses.

I don't claim to be a good person all of the time. I try to be polite, curtious, helpful, kind but when it comes to the vows some other people made with eachother... that's none of my business. It probably should be, and these days it is, but then.. I don't know, maybe I was jaded from my own marriage failing, maybe I figured no military marriages are good. It's no excuse for what I did here and honestly, at the time, I probably didn't even give it much thought. This was before emo guy, after my marriage fell apart, after the guy I thought I was falling in love with went to a war zone, and after I broke my first heart.. I was not all together, to be honest. Just two weeks prior I was preparing for the potential of being sent to Afghanistan as a medic, my mind was elsewhere.

One day after work, we asked armory guy if he wanted to hang out with us after our shift at the dining facility. There were these empty barracks we would hide out in, drink the booze we acquired from the class-6 (liquor store) and hang out. To our surprise, he said yes. We pointed out the barracks and told him we would meet him after the sun went down and went about our day. I had no idea what was about the happen. In my mind, I thought maybe I would get a kiss... I was kind of wrong. I did get kisses but I also got a lot more than that.

After this girl and I grabbed some booze from the class-6, we headed to those barracks, he wasn't there yet so we hung out on adjacent bottom bunks, passed the booze back and forth and were chatting when he walked in. Out of his uniform and into some tight fitting jeans. If I thought his ass was nice before.... hello! I tucked up my legs and he sat on the end of my bunk, streched his hand out as I handed over the bottle. We talked for about an hour, just about dumb army shit. Then someone, I honestly can't remember who, mentioned the idea of hooking up. By now, I was DEFINITELY game. 

Next thing I knew, we were making out. All of us. I was kissing him, kissing her, watching them kiss. This wasn't my first time kissing a girl. My first kiss was a friend of mine when I was 18 after I had recently graduated from high school. I had slight regrets then but not this time. I was into it! I can't say I really like girls in that way and I will be honest, vagina's kind of gross me out but it never went there. Next thing I know she's giving him a blowjob then he and I had sex, her and I making out. It was not where I saw the night going but luckily, it wasn't weird after. Her and I laughed about it for a few days after. He pretended like it never happened, win-win, hahaha. Needless to say, I never spoke to either of them after I left that place. 

And that was the time I kinda sorta had a threesome with two people who were basically strangers in an empty army barracks while waiting to be sent home.