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My friend Heather cornered me the moment she heard her brother, Henry, was back in the city. “Amber,” she’d whispered, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “I’m throwing him a welcome home party and need you to be there! He’s been gone for so long, and you know…you know how I feel about you and him. Just…take care of him for me, okay?”
Henry was a ruggedly handsome military man, fresh from some top-secret Pentagon assignment. He was the kind of man who made you forget your own name, especially when he was wearing that crisp uniform. I wandered into Heather’s living room and there he was, looking as fine as ever, surrounded by friends and relatives. The air crackled when he looked in my direction. Heather had given me the go-ahead, a playful shove towards destiny, and my heart was doing a frantic drum solo against my ribs.
Henry’s Welcome Home Party
I maneuvered through the crowd and he met me halfway. “Amber,” he said, smiling. “Good to see you.” The scent of him, a mixture of expensive cologne and something undeniably masculine, filled my senses. His uniform was impeccable. My fingers itched to trace the lines. “You too, Henry,” I managed to say, my voice a little breathy.
The conversation was light, but beneath the surface, a different current flowed. His eyes, usually so precise and focused, held a hint of something more, something unguarded. He’d been through a lot, I could see it. And in that moment, my friend’s request felt less like a favor and more like a mission of my own.
The party noise faded into a dull roar. Henry steered us towards a quieter corner, a dimly lit alcove mostly free of prying eyes. “You know,” he started, his voice dropping to a near whisper, “I’ve been anticipating seeing you, Amber.” My breath hitched. This was it. The moment of truth. “And I you, Henry,” I replied; although, my own voice was barely audible.
I took a step closer. The thrill of the forbidden, the allure of the uniform, and the weight of Heather’s trust…The suspense was almost unbearable, a delicious ache. And in that hushed corner, under the guise of a homecoming celebration, I dropped to my knees as Henry undid his perfectly pressed pants, allowing them to drop to the floor while I sucked his beautiful, girthy cock until it erupted like a volcano in my mouth.
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