Her pale blue, figure-hugging jersey dress with a scooped neck had captured his attention all night. Her dress offered him a hint of the luscious cleavage he planned on partaking of tonight, as soon as he could get her home. Her blonde hair floated around her shoulders, and the thought of running his hands through the silken tresses as he took her had him shifting in his chair. Sherrie was equally perusing from her side of the table. His muscular arms and chest stretched the material of his navy shirt and the plan of popping one button at a time until she could peel it off revealing the prize underneath, had her pussy clenching. He had just shared his news about collaborating with an old Special Forces buddy and she could see the excitement in his eyes. “I never ask about your time in the Army,” she confessed, trying to think of something besides the ache deep inside her core. “I suppose I just assume that if you want to talk about it, you will. But it seems that you are very close to those you served with.”
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