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Disclaimer: The Unit belongs to David Mamet Chicago, MiddKid Productions,
20th Century Fox Television and CBS-TV. This story is not-for-profit, but I
own it.

Date: 05/10/2006

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Voyurism, male solo sex, female solo sex, male/female sex, strong
language

Category: Het

Pairing: Kim Brown/m

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Summary: After Bob goes on another mission with his unit and Kim tries to
come up with something to keep from going crazy, a new soldier moves himself
in the house across the street from her and causes a certain idea to pop into
her head.

Other Notes: This AU story answers the one question: What would you do to
keep yourself from going nuts, while your spouse is out-of-town?

Dedications: None so far.
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Unit: Confessions Of An Army Slut
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

My name is Kim Brown and ever since I had met and married a wonderful guy
named Bob, I had figured -- at first -- that we would be able to share a
wonderful life together, but that was before we had moved ourselves on to
a United States Army base that my beloved husband had started performing
his new duties under the command of Colonel Tom Ryan.

Of course, my newfound friends -- Molly Blane and Tiffy Gerhardt -- and I
had no idea about what type of unit that Bob and his fellow troopers -- Jonas
Blane, Mick Gerhardt, Hector Williams and Charles Grey -- happened to be on,
but it was keeping our husbands away for a few days or so.

And whenever that happens, I had suddenly found myself becoming one of those
bored and horny housewives who were desperately seeking for someway to give
themselves some relief, which--of course--brings us to the Tenth day of May.

You see, it was on that every day that Bob has been ordered to go with his
unit to some other country and I had no choice, but to try to come-up with
something to keep myself from going flat-out nuts, only to have me notice
that a U-Haul type moving truck had stopped in front of the house across
the street from me.

And after the two professional movers had gotten out of the truck and moved
all of the furniture into the house, they had handed the clipboard to the new
owner of the house for his signiture, only to have me discover that he was a
young and handsome stud with dark-brown hair.

And after he had signed his name on the paperwork on the clipboard and the
two movers had gotten back into their truck and drove away from the scene,
I had ran over to Molly's place, told her that I had wanted to borrow
something and asked her what the name of our new neighbor happens to be.

Then, after she had given me the one thing that I had asked to borrow
and told me that his name was Corporal Gary Dawson and he had just been
transferred from another base in Texas, I had thanked Molly for being such
a good friend and walked back to my own place of residence, where I had
called Gary and asked him to come over and let me show him something.

And then, after he had came over to my place and I had opened the front
door and allowed him to step into my house, the both of us had introduced
ourselves and a curious Gary had asked me what it was that I had wanted him
to see, which had caused me to close and lock the front door, strip off all
of my clothes and answered, "As you could planely see, Gary. My warm tight
cunt needs your cock now."

That had caused a reluctant Gary to clear his throat and asked, "But, Mrs.
Brown. What about your husband?I mean, Wouldn't he go balastic after he
comes in here and spots the both of us fucking each other?", which had -- in
turn -- caused me to move myself closer to Gary, wrap my arms around him and
answer, "First of all, Gary. It's okay for you to call me 'Kim' and trust me.
It wouldn't be happening yet. You see, my husband is at work and I want you
to fuck me now."

And after we had looked at each other's eyes for a minute or two and kissed
each other ever so passionately on the lips, the both of us had moved
ourselves into the bedroom, where Gary had stripped off all of his clothes
and started stroking his stiff cock, while he was watching me pumping two of
my fingers in and out of my hot, wet pussy and carressing my own tits with
the other hand.

And then, after the both of us had placed our bare-ass naked bodies on the
bed and he had started licking all over my body -- all the way down to my
hot, moist snatch and carressing my firm breasts, I had placed my hands on
Gary's bare shoulders and said, "Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Gary!
Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

Then, after he had turned himself around and allowed me to start sucking on
his stone hard dick, it had became quite clear to me that I was finally able
to experience something with someone other than my own beloved husband, for
I was -- indeed -- experiencing pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying
every minute of it.

Just then, after Gary had placed his stiff cock inside my asshole and used
each of his hands to carress both my tits and snatch, I had placed one of my
hands on his bare shoulder and the other hand on his bare arm and yelled at
the top of my lungs, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, GARY! TOUCH ME! FUCK
THE LIVING SHIT OUT OF ME! MAKE ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after we had started moving ourselves harder and faster and our
lovemaking has finally been transferred to its last Army base, both Gary and
I had came and collapsed due to exhaustion and fell asleep with our naked
arms in a lover's embrace.

Just then, as soon as my own beloved husband had finally came home with the
rest of his unit from their mission and we had allowed ourselves to give each
other a big loving hug, he had asked me what was I doing while he was gone.

But after I had figured that he might had gone berzerk if he were to find out
about me and Gary, I had taken a deep breath and lied through my teeth to my
beloved Bob, for I had no other choice, but to keep my newfound extramarrital
affair a secret, because I still love Bob with all of my heart... and I don't
want to bring him any harm.

THE END!

    

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