When the sun is at its peak and the desert wind of Afghanistan is as clam as it can be, under the camouflage of a bushes at the top of a hill with a shallow breath lies two sergeants, a sniper eyeing through the scope of her M24 SWS rifle with an experienced spotter next to her scouting the area what is believed to be the hideouts of a terrorist.
As the sun starts climbing up the horizon, in the stillness of the desert when all that can be heard and felt are subtle of the wind and the heat of the scorching sand, a hand slowly moves from the neck making its way toward her buttocks "SERGEANT HENRY! if you dare touch an inch lower, I swear I'll break your hand and shove it up your ASS!!" said Emma.
"Sorry, I'll try not to"
At the moment the radio hissed "sparrow-one. this is HQ, confirm your location and the status."
"Position held at overwatch. Visibility clear. We are observing and maintaining the position."
"Copy that. Any sign of activity?"
"negative, no movement so far. We will continue the surveillance."
"remember we don't have exact intel but we have a reason to believe that target will arrive around 1700 hours. So be alert."
"Roger That"
Time behaves differently as the minutes feels like an hour and an hour like a day, measured not by the clocks but by the heartbeat and shallow yet heavy breath as the wait near its result. Although every action including listening, watching, waiting and even breathing are being carefully controlled yet the body refuses to move from its stillness as if one have lost his soul.
The scene is quiet and tense as it is all about awareness: being present without being seen, putting a bullet in their leaders head the movement he arrives without a second delay and returning alive with or without them tailing you.
"HQ, this is sparrow one. We have movement at the objective area."
"Do you have visual of the target?"
"standby for the confirmation..."
"Affirmative…. it's the target."
"Sparrow one, you have go green."
As soon the he steps out of his car… BANG!!! One bullet one shot no do-over hits the target right of the head and drops dead. Before the body land on the ground, chaos erupted around the hideouts. Some trying to drag their leaders' body to a safer place and some trying to figure out from the bullet came while Henry and Emma pack up their gear and starts heading to their pickup location.
"HQ, target confirmed dead"
"GOOD! Make it to pickup point in 60 sec!"
"Mission complete! Pick up your gun and move your damn ASS, SERGEANT EMMA. We got 60 sec to make at pickup point, MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!"
In a clear distant not far away did they see their ride back carrying low thunder of rotors which growls louder by every step they near the chopper. the sand cloud the vision and the desert roars into chaos. As they climb the helicopter, the cry of the chaos fades away and the thumping sound of the chopper echoes in their head, they breath a sigh of relief making their successful escape.
out of the darkness of the desert emerges a ring of perimeter light of the base, isolated from the civilization and in middle of vast, uninhabited natural landscape yet teeming with unique adaptable surrounding. even though the base is occupied by the military it seems lifeless - no roads, no town, just a disciplinarily order of army marching in every direction. As the helicopter stretches its over the ground, there stood a figure of the commander waiting to congratulate the returning sergeants.
"Welcome home and good work sergeant." Said the commander with a pride in his voice.
"Thank you, sir" replied Henry.
"Eat, shower and take a rest for the night, Sergeant."
"SIR, YES SIR" responded the sergeant in sync.
Light dimly shining from the fluorescent bulb, the room smell faintly of disinfectant from the floor and simple yet delicious warm food being served to the armies. The sound of the chair scraping softly and the spoon clattering against the plates fills the entire room when the crowd erupts "CONGRATULATION!! SERGEANNT HENRY AND SERGEANT EMMA" as soon as they entered the room.
As the sergeants approaches the dining server, the conversation and laughter among the armies fades quickly as if they subconsciously are aware of the break from duty.
Henry being side by side behind Emma while serving food from the stainless-steel counter whispers gently into her ear "that ass of your is killing me." Slightly annoyed yet drawn to his charm replied "you bet, serge."
They sit across the long dining table with chattering all around them, Henry suddenly blunts out "What's your size?"
With a smirk "oh, no no…..you didn't ask me that, did you?" said Emma.
"well, I mean you have a great body and every man will fond over it"
"If so, why would my ex leave me?"
"Wait! Did I hear you right?"
"Yes, you sure heard me right Henry"
"Then he's the biggest idiot this world will ever see. I mean you are talented, tough and beautiful as one can be."
Suddenly uncontrollable laughter burst out of Emma, "haha…you are so funny, you really did buy what I said?"
"I umm, I surely believed you" said Henry stammering.
"Relax, I was just kidding and you know even married woman won't mind hooking up with you, serge."
Gathering her spoon and plate in one hand, she pushes the chair away from the table intending to leave the dinning room after finishing her dinner when she heard, "what do you mean by that?"
Turning her expression into seriousness, said "Nothing." And starts walking away from the table- not too fast yet not slow that someone can easily catch up, as if she wants Henry to follow her to some quiet and private place.
Even though he was half done with his dinner, taking up her hint he stands up and starts following her not wanting to loss the sight of Emma. Teasing him for a bit, Emma picks up her speed every time henry tends to catch up with her. Not soon after do they realize they standing in front of Emma's room.
"so, this is me. Goodnight Henry."
Henry reluctantly replied "Goodnight."
He was heading back to his barracks with disappointment all over his face when he hears Emma calling, "HEY! She won't be back for a while, wanna come in for a talk."
There he saw Emma standing midway to her door. He starts walking toward her like he tends to collect his price, with a smile full of pride he closes distance between them inches by inch until she can hear his erotic breathing, whispered "What do you want to talk about?"
Slowly sliding her hand down his chest reaching all the way to his lower hips, touching his dick through the pant Emma whispered back "Today was tense day. We deserve a little bit of fun, don't we?"
Gently slamming the door behind him he passionately kisses her, slowing removes her jacket then her shirt. Pressing her against the door, he squashes her right breast with left hand and her ass with his right while she puts her hand in his underwear and starts stroking back and forth.
After few second Emma takes his jacket off and pull out his shirt showing his six packs body. Not a minute later he reaches to her back and start unhooking her bra revealing a perfect shape breast.
Breaking their kiss, he sucks her breast one after another. Feeling the pleasure, she closes her eye while involuntarily grabs his hair. Unable to hold the urge she kisses his lip, neck ad then his chest. Reversing their position, she kneels down in front of Henry and pulls down his pant and underwear.
Holding his dick, she sticks out her tongue, slowly licks the tip and plays his testicles with her other hand. A minute later she began to suck his soft dick till it was firm. As soon as it was firm he started thrusting "gwah gwah…gwah" till his tips touches the back of her throats. With teary eye and drooling mouth, she glances at his face, smiles and puts his ball in her mouth sucking it while she strokes the dick with her hands.
Grabbing Emma's shoulder, he stands her up, pushes her onto the bed and removes the pants. Getting between her thigh he starts licking her pussy until it tastes a bit of salty and sour. Kneeling between her legs he slaps his dick on her pussy making her beg to be fucked.
With an erotic word he said "say it!"
"please, put it in my wet pussy."
Not wanting to delay any further, Henry slowly thrust in and out gradually increasing his speed with each thrust her moan getting louder. He grabs and squashes her breast as he keeping fucking while she grabs bedsheet feeling every pleasure of the thrust.
Emma wanting the top, side pushes Henry onto the bed and climbs on him. Grabbing his dick, she sticks it back into her pussy and start squatting as hard as she can, filling the room with their moan.
Henry pushes Emma on her hand and knee making ta tabletop position stands behind her, lubricates the pussy with his saliva and starts penetrating. This time around she could feel his dick deep inside her intensifying her pleasure. Noticing her louder moaning, he holds onto her hips and he thrusts her harder and faster.
Every thrust in that position makes henry feel an overwhelming sensation leading to intense pleasure.
"I'm Cumming…ahhhh!!" shouts Henry.
"ahh... yeah! Don't stop…keep going"
Managing to go for another few minutes he cums all over her back and drops on bed trying to catch his breath. Having their desire burn out covered in sweat lying on bed, Henry reminisce about his life when Emma asked: -
"Are you married?"