In the words of Red Forman, I was a real “dumbass” all through high school when it came to romance. I am not sure when it clicked or how it developed, but somewhere between graduation and the time I joined the Army… I grew an insatiable desire for intelligent, geeky guys. Now I won’t lie… I had my fair share of intelligent boyfriends who were rather nerdy… I just had not grown an appreciation for them as I have now.
This story takes place during my stay at Ft. Devens. It was somewhere in between my face slapping pussy worshipper and my first husband. I had this squad leader. He was tall, thin…wore glasses (I really love glasses). He kept his hair just within regulation length. I found myself insanely attracted to him. I don’t know if it was how he looked at me… maybe it was the fact that he was my squad leader AND a geek. He would treat me special. He was very protective. In fact, he and I became good friends.
I couldn’t help but notice that every time he would come talk to me, he would find some excuse to be really close; to brush against me or whisper to me. I thought I was losing my mind because every single time he touched me … it was like I had been electrocuted. Panties—instantly soaked. These “moments” went on for months.
He took me out for coffee one night, as friends. The chit chat was only mildly flirty. He asked me if I had ever dyed my hair blue. At that time, there was only one color my hair had not been; that was black. I asked why and he said it was because he swore to himself that he would never date or fall for a girl who had blue hair. What a random, odd, bizarre thing to say! I gave him a weird look and he just smiled at me. To this day I’m still like WTF?
I was having trouble with some schematic analysis and my squad leader offered to assist me one day. He sat down extremely close to me; so that he could see the schematics over my shoulder and suggest tips and tricks quietly in my ear. Naturally this afforded him the opportunity to nip and suck on my earlobes. He’d stop when he noticed that I was not focusing on my work. His hand slid onto my thigh and wreaked havoc between my legs. All I could think about was him… having his way with me… To hell with all those diodes and resistors… That was the first time he touched me with obvious deliberation. He almost kissed me but decided that he would probably get in trouble in such a public place, kissing his subordinate. That made me want it even more.
These moments of increased intensity continued to happen… passing in the stairwell of the barracks, the mess hall. One night we made plans to go to Boston to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show. We had someone go along with us so it didn’t appear like a date. The entire night we secretly teased each other. I had never been so … I’d say “turned on”… but that just pales to what I was feeling. We all had dinner before the movie and we played with one another beneath the table. He was as hard as I was wet. All through the show it was more.
Finally we made it back to the barracks. He was dropping everyone off because he had been staying at some friends who lived in on post housing. I stayed back in his car and he informed me that his friends were out of town. He had the house to himself. He asked if I’d like to come home with him. I didn’t think we’d get another opportunity like that. I was dizzy with my desire. The edges of my vision were blurry … This was beyond want… this had turned into need. I could see it and feel it in him as well and that only heightened everything for me.
As soon as we entered the house, he slammed the front door with his foot and held me against the wall, pulling my leg around him. He finally kissed me. Roughly. All those months of teasing and touching had built up, to be released all in that moment. I had on a short skirt and stockings so it was easy for him to have access to all of me… and all of me he took. Right against that wall next to the front door, over the couch in the living room … off the front of the couch and onto the floor. A lot of biting and clawing. It was much needed.
I am writing this and wondering why I was such an idiot. I never slept with him again after that night and he left Devens about a week later. I never saw or heard from him again. Maybe I was still a dumbass.
