Chapter 2

Eddie Nolan, due to his professional diligence and willingness to accept responsibility, had progressed up the path of advancement, and by the time he had been in the Navy for twelve years, he had attained the rate of E-7, or Chief Petty Officer, or just ‘Chief’. Chiefs have been called ‘the backbone of the Navy’ because the amount of experience and knowledge they have acquired and possess, by the time they ‘make Chief’, usually makes them the ‘subject matter expert’ within their rating, or field of expertise. Chief Nolan had led several groups of technicians at his various duty stations to many awards for excellence.

By the time Eddie had completed nearly fifteen years of his career, the Navy decided they needed Chief Petty Officer Nolan on the West Coast, so they transferred him and his family to San Diego. Eddie was assigned to the Naval Schools Command to teach electronics to fellow sailors. His tour was scheduled to last three and a half years, and he was not looking forward to spending a shore-duty tour with sex only a couple times a month. His children were beginning to enter their teens. The oldest, Breeanne was about to turn fourteen, Steven was twelve, and the youngest daughter, Marley, was only ten. Now that he was home nearly every night, there was little chance he’d be able to ‘Tomcat’ around. So, instead he tried to exert some, in his opinion, sane parenting. The only night he could legitimately be absent was once every three weeks when he would have to stand duty as duty-master-at-arms in the students’ barracks. This just meant he was a scapegoat, if anything happened that caused damage or harm to the barracks, or any personnel bunking there.

Of course, prior to this, Carol had more than enough time to brainwash their children, so he couldn’t do much with his daughters, but felt he was making some progress with his son, showing him a man’s perspective in growing up. Eddie was restricted by Carol in many things, so he couldn’t be too instructive in the sex department, though he was determined to give his son, Steven, the full ‘illustrated’ version of a man’s role in having sex. This was given at the time his son was fourteen. Carol was mortified to see some of Eddie’s training aids and burned them every time she found them. This began a rift between them that never healed. Eddie was not allowed to broach the subject with his daughters. He would have done so surreptitiously if he thought his daughters wouldn’t rat him out! Consequently, his oldest daughter, Breeanne was seduced by an older boy in school and impregnated when she was sixteen. Carol blamed it on Eddie, saying he hadn’t watched her close enough. Carol demanded the baby be put up for adoption, which widened the rift between her and Eddie. Breeanne was so harangued by her mother, it was a wonder wasn’t scarred for life; not from the pregnancy, but her mother’s harping.

While all this drama was occurring at home, Chief Nolan was spending his days behind a podium, teaching classes in electronics maintenance of communications and radar equipment, or in the associated lab giving ‘hands-on’ instruction. The school observed a ‘team teaching’ concept and each class session was operated with two or more instructors, who traded off in the classroom and in the laboratory. Because the equipment was in use during class time, any corrective maintenance not in the curriculum had to be performed after class time. Eddie’s instructor team was made up of a First Class technician, Gary, and a Second Class technician, Saundra. They worked very well together and had a good working relationship. All three members of the team were married, so it worked well. During one of the classes, Gary had to go on emergency leave, which left Eddie and Saundra, to carry the load in the lab and classroom. A sudden failure of the equipment necessitated a long night’s work, so the equipment could be back up for class the next day. As the senior instructor of that team, Eddie offered to do the maintenance himself, feeling it wouldn’t be a strain. Saundra argued that with two working, it would take less time and they’d be home earlier. Eddie relented. While Saundra was teaching the class for the remainder of the day, Eddie was requisitioning and drawing the repair parts from the storeroom. He’d already informed Carol about working late. Saundra had also called her husband.

At the completion of classes each day, the school shuts down. There is a ‘fire watch’, who sits in a control room monitoring external cameras, and smoke and fire alarms throughout the school. Because everything was automated, the fire watch was not required to leave his seat in the control room, unless one of the alarms went off, or if something suspicious was going on outside the school, such as suspected vandalism. This meant, if anyone was in the building after hours, the fire watch knew they were there, but they were on their own, except for an intercom system, if help was needed in any of the classrooms or labs. Eddie knew this, and Saundra knew this. Chief Eddie’s aim was for getting the maintenance completed as expeditiously as possible, but Saundra had her own agenda.

Eddie began dismantling the equipment by removing the panels required to gain access to the area needing repair. He’d accomplished this task and was in the midst of replacing the faulty part. Knowing Saundra was behind him, since he’d been handing her the panels, and she’d been handing him any tool he needed, he stated:

“Shit, Sandy, this shouldn’t take any time at all. We should be out of here in record time.”

“That’s great, Chief, but I’m in no hurry to leave.” she commented.

Wondering what the hell she was talking about, he turned to look at her, and almost dropped the part on his foot. Saundra, behind his back, had taken off her uniform and bra. She was standing there in just her panties with a smile on her face. The color drained from his face.

“Sandy, what the fuck? What are you doing?” he gasped.

He couldn’t help gawking at her luscious breasts. She was only twenty-four to his thirty-four and her tits stood out proudly. She’d been married for two years but had no children.

“Come on, Chief, I know you like me. I see you ogling me, even if you don’t think I do.” she accused.

“Look, Sandy, uh, Petty Officer Carter. I could be in a world of shit if we’re caught.” he cautioned.

“Don’t give me that Petty Officer bullshit, Chief. I overheard you telling another chief about your wife and marriage. I know you don’t get as much pussy as you’d like, and I don’t get nearly as much cock; either size, or frequency as I want. I just thought we could help each other out, Eddie. Can’t we?” she pleaded.

“Saundra, I won’t say you’re not fucking desirable, but as a Chief, I could be court-martialed for taking advantage of a female, who’s my junior. Are you sure you want to start this? I could become addicted to those tits you’re showing me, and I’d just love to eat the shit out of what’s inside those silky drawers. As horny as I am, I’d probably fuck your brains out, which you may not have anyway, since you’re pulling this shit!” he admonished.

“Do you think you’re scaring me with all that nasty talk? Oh, Eddie, it turns me the fuck on. Come on, show me what you’ve got in them khakis.” She proposed.

Giving a mental shrug, fully expecting her to yell ‘rape’ tomorrow, he stepped toward her. She didn’t move an inch. Raising his hand to fondle her right breast, she closed her eyes and mewled. Eddie’s mouth was watering, so he lowered his mouth to her left breast and sucked the nipple. Raising both her hands, she let him suckle for a moment on the left nipple, then moved his mouth to the right one, moaning as she did so. While he was sucking on her nipples, he slid his hands down and pushed the waistband of her panties downward until the tension in them relaxed and they fell to her ankles. Raising his head from her breasts, he glanced down at her pussy. Her pubic hair was dark and lush. Looking back at her face, she was smiling broadly.

“Okay, Chief, your turn.” she demanded.

While he was unbuttoning his uniform shirt, she was undoing his belt buckle and opening his pants. The weight of his pocket contents drug his pants down to his ankles. His jockey shorts were tenting out obscenely, much to the pleasure of Saundra.
“Mmmmm. I knew you’d have a nice prick. Let me see it uncovered, please.” she murmured.