Commander's Rounds Volume 1

Entry 74: Underwater

Albert dumped a very thick binder on the commander's desk. It landed with a thud, but Albert had been careful enough to drop it in a place where it wouldn't disturb anything else. The commander took a look at it, and then looked back at Albert. "I assume you found something?"

"Yes sir." He began. "That's all the information we have on a shipbreaking company that is very likely disposing of the military transports that the rebel Kansen have been hijacking. While it is a legitimate outfit on the surface, going through the proper process of purchasing disused vessels for scrapping, it has also been known to take other jobs "on the side" at an alternate location. Said location is also detailed in there."

The commander flipped through the binder- The information had been assembled with Albert's usual flair for thoroughness. "Well, I'll have a look at it, and then I'll pass all this along to Biloxi and Sheffield. Biloxi is a smooth operator, and Sheffield won't hesitate."

Albert blinked. "Hesitate to what, sir?"

The commander tried to figure out the best way to put it. "She... Just won't."

Albert seemed to understand. "Is there anything else you require at the moment, sir?"

"Not anything above and beyond what you normally do. I'll call you if I need anything explained. Apart from that, you're free to do as you will. Take some time to de-stress."

Albert gave a sigh of relief. "Yes sir. I had planned to go to the beach."

The commander looked up at Albert. The beach could be pretty wild without a guide, especially for someone like Albert. "Oh, are you going with anyone?"

He stood at attention, putting his hands behind his back. "Yes sir. I have asked Vittorio Veneto. She... said yes."

The commander found his reaction a bit odd. Most ships would be beaming with absolute pride at gaining the company of Vittorio Veneto. Apart from being one of the highest-placed ships in the fleet, and even a part of his own inner council, she was also regarded by other ships as an absolute knockout, even openly by her own sister. Still, it wasn't for him to fathom what was going on in Albert's head. "Well, I'm sure you'll have a good time. In fact, I think I might take King George down there myself. Don't worry, I'm not doing this to keep an eye on you, I just need a little breather after talking with the Prime Minister. We had to discuss some very important matters, and even though she has been gone for a bit, I need to clear my head."

"Understandable, sir." And then Albert stood there at attention.

The commander remembered something important. "You're dismissed, Albert."

"Yes sir." Albert, in one way, was a reverse vampire- He wouldn't leave unless he was specifically dismissed.

One Albert had been de-summoned, the commander put down his pen. King George was not someone to turn down a trip to the beach.

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The commander knew that King George would find some excuse to join him, and, as usual, she didn't disappoint. He had rolled out a beach towel for two- a red and white one with the Royal Navy Insignia that King George had ordered made, and stripped down to his blue swim trunks. He waited for her, and he didn't really have to wait long for her.

She soon arrived, more simply dressed than usual- she had left her cape and jacket behind at home, because she was going to be getting out of the clothes she had as quickly as she could manage. After she set down her picnic basket, The commander watched as she took her clothes off with great care, almost as though she were teasing her husband in front of everyone. But he knew she wasn't a tease- She was far more direct. She unbuttoned her shirt and slowly pulled it down, her magnificently large breasts in the care of a red and white bikini top that showed all the cleavage she could bring to bear, the edges of her hardworking cups decorated with black trim.