Chapter 5
I walked down the pier to meet Gabe as his ship pulled in around 4 p.m. The pier was full of wives, girlfriends, and children. Guardsmen in orange floatation vests were there to handle the big mooring ropes. Everyone in uniform seemed to move with trained purpose. The big white ship slid into its spot smoothly and I could see most of the crew gathered on the flat spot on the deck, where the helicopter lands, I think. There were lots of smiles and waving, children calling to their mommies and daddies. I'll admit it was emotional to watch. I could see on the faces of the wives that there were going to be some babies made that night.
After the ropes were tight, we were allowed to walk down the pier where the gangway was being put over.
I've always been able to judge how good I looked by the faces of the women around me. If I was getting dirty looks, I must be looking good. I wore a tight blue pencil dress and a pair of matching heels that showed off my legs. The reactions from the moms in their mom-clothes made me feel good. I felt like a duchess moving among her vassals.
I'd waited about fifteen minutes when I spotted Gabe on the ship's deck. He had his bag with him, and he stopped and was looking over the reuniting families with a happy smile. When he saw me, his eyes got wide, and his mouth dropped open. I smiled and gave him a little wave.
He picked up his bag and rushed to the back of the boat. A shiver ran down my spine. I couldn't wait to see him. I'd been thinking about him constantly since he left. It had been so many years since I'd had a crush. But I was nursing one now. A big one.
With all the assembled families on the pier, he couldn't run but it was clear he wanted to. His eyes never left me.
"What are you ..." he began when he stepped up to me. I didn't let him finish. I stepped up to him, wrapped my arms around his neck, and kissed him. I kissed him like I had wanted to for six fucking weeks. At first, his body got stiff with surprise, but when I showed no sign of pulling away, he relaxed, took me in his arms, and kissed me back with enthusiasm. In my heels, we were eye to eye.
The feeling of his body against mine was amazing. His arms tightened around me, and I moaned into his mouth. He broke this kiss and our eyes met. "I'm so glad you came." My reply was another kiss just as fervent as the first. I'm sure we were making a spectacle of ourselves, but I just didn't care.
"Hey, you two, get a room!" a male voice said next to us. We stopped and looked to my right to find three young men standing around us smiling. The tall handsome Latino man about the same age as Gabe continued. "So, this is the mystery woman we've heard nothing about. Are you going to introduce us Gabe or do we have to do it ourselves?" He motioned to his two companions. On the end was a young blonde man, looking fresh out of high school with a big nervous smile. In the middle was a thick, muscular fellow in his mid-twenties with brown hair and green eyes that was looking at me like I was a T-bone steak.
Gabe cleared his throat and pulled back from me. "Oh yeah. Tina this is Ollie," he motioned to the young blonde. "And Trent and Javier."
I gave them a big smile. "It's nice to meet you guys, I'm Tina, Gabe's lady-friend. I'd say girlfriend but that sounds so high school, doesn't it?" I could tell that Gabe was trying his best not to let his surprise show on his face. I looked at him. "Do you need anything else from the ship, honey?"
Gabe started and looked for the bag he'd dropped when I kissed him. "Umm... nope. Got everything."
I grinned and looked back at his friends, who were openly admiring me. "Well, it was nice to meet you guys, maybe we can have you out to the house for a barbeque soon." His friends all nodded eagerly. "Well, I've gotta get this stud home." I looked at Gabe and his eyes met mine. "He's got serious chores to take care of."
Trent's eyes were wide. "Yeah, real nice to meet you ... Tina. We'll catch you later Gabe." At that, I hooked my arm under Gabe's and turned us down the pier. I could feel the eyes on us as we walked. To my surprise, he didn't say a word the whole way to my car.
When we got there, he turned to me and said seriously. "You didn't need to act like that for me. I was just having a bit of fun with my friends before."
I slid my arms around his back and pushed my body against his. I looked him in the eyes and kissed him lovingly. I was incredibly turned on. I broke the kiss and stepped back a little. "Did that feel like an act?"
Gabe was nearly breathless. "No. Umm ... no, it didn't."
I cupped his cheek. "Such a smart boy. Do I need to drive you to your car?"
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When we arrived home, I let us into the house. I dropped my keys and purse on the coffee table and turned to Gabe. "I should be angry at you." Gabe's expression was immediately defensive. "The whole time we walked to my car you didn't say anything about how great I look." I looked at him with a slight pout.
Gabe stammered as his eyes roamed over my body. The way he looked at me gave me chills. It was the look of a man who wants a woman. "Oh, Tina ... you look ... gorgeous."
I smiled seductively at him. "Yes, more of that, but later. Come with me." I took his bag from him and dropped it on the floor before taking his hand and leading him into his room. I looked back at him. "Boots off, please."
I think that was the point where everything became crystal clear to Gabe. Where he understood where this was leading. I watched his face for any sign of apprehension. He untied and removed his boots without taking his eyes off me.
He straightened and I began unbuttoning his dark blue uniform shirt. His hands settled gently on my waist. "What are we doing, Tina?" he whispered. His face was a mixture of desire and anxiety.
I continued down the buttons. "What I've been dreaming about every night since you kissed me at the door." His face screwed up into a look of confusion. "But I didn't ... you ... you kissed me."
I am who I am. And I am not above lying to get what I want. If that makes me a bad person, then so fucking be it. "No. I reached up to fix your collar, and then you were kissing me." I finished the buttons and kissed him as I peeled his shirt down off his shoulders. "But I liked it, Gabe. I liked it a whole lot."
I waited. The next move had to be his. He was going to be the man I wanted, the man I needed, or he wasn't. I didn't have to wait long. In an eyeblink, he pulled me in and crushed my body to his. I felt his strong hands wrapped around me. When he kissed me ... it was like the feeling of the heat on a hundred-degree day all over my body. I kissed him back with wild abandon. I felt his hands slide up my back and find the zipper of my dress and begin to pull it down. "Yes, Gabe. Yes," I encouraged him.
As my dress slid to the floor, I felt his eyes on my body. I knelt and began trying to figure out that silly belt buckle. I felt him untuck and pull off his shirt and undershirt. Just before he tried to do it himself, I figured out the buckle and I took his pants and boxers down in one motion. His cock was hard, red and it stood out at my face. I wanted to take it in my mouth very badly, but I knew this had to be consummated before he had the chance to think about it too much. I'd never been in this situation before, but if there's one thing I know, it's men and their penchant for overthinking.
I stood and pushed him gently down onto the bed. He sat and then scooted back, shaking his feet from his trousers. I peeled his socks in a flash and then stood to unfasten my bra. His face became a mask of desire as my breasts fell free of the lace. My breasts had some sag to them, the downside of being naturally blessed with a decent rack, but I'd had no complaints. If Gabe's expression said anything, I wasn't liable to get any now either. I slid my panties down and his eyes tracked my hands.
Once they were off, I grinned at him and tossed my panties onto his lap. He had no compunctions whatsoever about taking them to his mouth and breathing deep. I could see his cock twitch and a spot of pre-cum appeared on the end of his cock, and I had to fight my nature once again.
I crawled up on the bed and leaned over him. I kissed him fiercely as I felt his hands come up and cup my breasts. I could feel his hands shaking.
I looked him in the eyes. "Do you want me?" I asked seductively. I had dreamed of this moment. Planned it out in my mind, playing it over in my head as I worked my dildo inside my slippery pussy, night after night.
His hands slid up into my hair and held my head. "Since you first walked into the diner. You're so fucking sexy."
"Show me," I whispered.