1. Just Doing Her Part


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: Adamgunn, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    could make something." Seeing his joy at her acceptance and a continuance of the brief relationship, she suggested, "I can't close the shop until 6:00, but you can come by anytime you can get off the base." By now, she was bathed, clothed and fed, at least as well as you could be in wartime, and she gave him a kiss before they descended the stairs. "Until tonight then," she promised, "I'm looking forward to it." Late in the afternoon, Harold marched to the main gate then wound his way through the streets of the city to the laundry. Through the glass he observed Alice busily folding clothes. Poking his head in, he greeted her, "Hi, there." A warm smile leapt to her face, "Oh, am I glad to see you. Wait until you see what I got at the market! I've got about forty-five minutes before I can close, but you go up to the apartment. The door's unlocked, there's beer in the ice-box if you'd like. Make yourself at home." When the clock released her from her daytime duties, she sprung up the stairs to find Harold sitting on the sofa, a cold beverage in his hand, his tie and collar button undone. "Did you see in the ice box? I managed to get a roast! A real one, prime beef." Such a treasure was almost impossible to find in these days. "I got potatoes, too, that I can bake. I've only got margarine, though, the butter was just too dear. I hope that'll be okay." His smile indicated that life, at least for today, was fine. "You just sit there while I put the roast in the oven." While she ...
    puttered, he followed her with his eyes as she flitted about the small kitchen. Today, less made up, the dress, well, a uniform actually, was not as appealing as the frock she'd worn last night. Her hair was a bit mussed from the day's work. But Harold appreciated her more for the change, she seemed less the hussy, more the dedicated housewife. He fantasized what it would be like to come back from the war to a woman like that, maybe even this woman, waiting for him. After the roast was tucked into the oven with the potatoes, she sat beside him, very closely, took the beer from his hand and had a long swallow. "It should be ready in about an hour. What should we do until then? Oh, I do wonder!" Harold had no doubts what they should do, and they instigated their cooing and mutual stimulation. Again, clothes were discarded haphazardly, sensitive areas were touched, kissed and suckled. Moans, groans and even tiny screams filled the room as the lovers satisfied each other. While they were in a particularly erotic maneuver, the bell on the oven chimed; for five minutes the pair ignored the warning, much too involved to be bothered with mere food. But the time came when the gasps became simple breaths, the heartbeat began to return to normal. It was then that Alice broke the embrace and hurried to the kitchen area. Without donning a stitch, she opened the oven door and exclaimed, "Oh, it's beautiful. Let's eat!" In just a few minutes she had the table set and food on the plates. "I got ...
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