Chapter 6

At the completion of the holiday leave schedule, everyone was back on board. With no deployments on the immediate horizon, the ship entered a ‘limited availability’ at the local Repair Facility. The ship was powered and propelled by two large gas turbine engines. and it was decided to replace both of them. Because of this, the ship relied entirely on services from the pier, such as electrical power, water and steam; for heating the spaces. Eddie sent several of his radio transmitters to the shop for refurbishment, and his team of technicians carried out any outstanding updates required for their equipment. All the supervision and requisite paperwork kept Eddie busy on the ship, but his nights at home were tedious. It became almost overwhelming for Eddie and his active libido. He finally relented and dug out the securely hidden list Susan had sent to him (re: part 1). He read the list, and since the names were not alphabetized, he had no way of knowing why they were in the order she had listed them. Were they in the order of need? Were they in the order of favorites? Or just in the order they came to her mind. Eddie had consulted with Al, to see if he had availed himself of any of the nurses. He admitted he had not. As much as his wife wasn’t the greatest lover, she still gave it up often enough to keep him from contacting anyone on the list. So, Eddie had first choice.

One night, while on board for duty, he availed himself of the relative quiet of the electronics shop, which had a landline connection. He dialed the number of the first nurse on the list: Melba. The phone rang three times before being picked up:

“Hello?” a sultry voice answered.

“Hello. I’m sorry to disturb you, but my name is Eddie Nolan, uh Chief Petty Officer Nolan. I was given your name and number by an old friend, Susan Pryor.” He informed.

A slight pause, and Eddie thought she may have covered the mouthpiece and spoken to someone.

“Why, yes, chief. Susan told me you may call. You have been highly recommended in your respective field of endeavor, or your avocation. Are you calling to arrange a demonstration?” she giggled at her clever use of obfuscation.

“That is correct, uh, Melba. Perhaps we can come to a mutually agreeable time and place for me to display my product.” he chuckled, thinking he could be just as obtuse.

“Let me see, Eddie, according to the information Susan gave me, it would probably be best to work me into your schedule. When do you feel we can meet?” she allowed.

“Would you be able to meet this coming Saturday, between ten in the morning and noon?” he proposed.

“That is agreeable to me. Where?” Melba inquired.

“The Days Inn, in Hotel Circle? I will be registered under my name.”

“That should work very well. I look forward to seeing your wares.” she giggled again.

“I look forward to displaying them and getting your reaction.” Eddie smiled.

“Until Saturday, then. See you, chief.”

The line went dead. It left Eddie to wonder what he could expect. Her voice oozed sexiness, so he hoped her appearance matched that voice. He’d know in three days. Now, he had to have a good reason to be gone from home.

While his ship was in port, they observed four-section duty, he stood duty every fourth day. Some ships observed weekend duty, where the same duty section were on from 0700 Saturday morning, until 0700 Monday morning, but Eddie’s ship had opted for split weekends, which rotated differently. This coming weekend, Eddie was scheduled to be on duty from 0700 on Sunday morning, until 0700 on Monday. In preparation for his rendezvous with Melba, he began grousing to his family about having to go in on Saturday morning to run some important equipment checks. They bought it.

As would be expected for a normal working day, Eddie left the house in his uniform, though later in the morning, since the ‘tests’ weren’t scheduled until 1000 hours in the morning. It was not uncommon for chiefs and officers to wear their uniforms in and around San Diego, so he drove to his hotel rendezvous. Having reserved and prepaid for his room, it just required his picking up his key card. Hotels and motels, especially in a Navy town, were familiar with discrete meetings, and did not bat an eye when he told them he expected a ‘guest’. Going to his room, he had only to wait. Knowing he would be driving, and Carol was bound to smell his breath, he decided against bringing an alcoholic beverage, but the room had a supply of drinks, with and without alcohol, if they got thirsty. He had checked in just after 1000, which was the normal check-in time, so Eddie was pleasantly surprised when a knock came on his door at 1020. He took a deep breath and opened the door.

Standing across the threshold was a woman slightly shorter than Eddie. She was slim with proportionately sized breasts. Her hair was long and brown, with streaks of gray. Eddie estimated her to be in her early forties. Her face was thin, with an elfin nose and a wide mouth. Eddie immediately decided she was very attractive and said a mental ‘thank you’ to Susan. All this took but seconds and he was inviting her in:

“Melba, I’m so glad to meet you. Please come in.”

“Thank you, Eddie. Susan told me you were good looking. I agree.” she intoned.

“She told me nothing about you, but I’m not at all disappointed. You’re lovely.

“Man, a sweet talker from the first moment. Flattery could get you anywhere!” she quipped.

“I know I’m driving, but if you’re not, do you want a drink of something?” he inquired.

“If I get thirsty, I’ll just take water.” she stated.

“Would you like to sit and talk for a while?” he suggested.

“If I wanted to talk, we could have done that over the phone.” she smirked.

“Pardon me!” Eddie smirked back.

They both laughed.

“No, I came here to see if Susan prevaricated. I expected you to look like some ‘other worldly being’, if all Susan told me about you was true.” she replied.

“Sorry to disappoint you. I’m just a flesh and blood Navy chief, trying to keep my horns trimmed and doing all I can to lift the morale of as many beautiful women as I can.” Eddie chuckled.

“‘Nolan’ is an Irish name, and I detect a bit of blarney!” she joked.

“Not me, ma’am! I always tell the truth.” he grinned.

“Show me what you got, big boy!” she challenged.

Melba was not in uniform. She had opted for a lavender silky blouse which hugged her curves, and hung outside a pair of tight-fitting jeans, with matching lavender sneakers. Eddie was almost positive the front desk had pegged her as a hooker, high class, but still a working woman. If they’d have looked closer, they have seen she didn’t have the hardness around the eyes most hookers seem to have, and of course, they couldn’t see the intelligence which she had to have, for her profession as a nurse.

Eddie closed the gap between them watching the tentative, wary look on her face. He raised his hand and gently stroked the side of her face, then downward letting the back of his hands just barely graze the tips of her breasts. As his hand was at the level of hers, he politely took it in his and raised it to his lips, planting a delicate kiss upon it. Melba sighed:

“Oh, shit, I think I’m going to enjoy this.”

Eddie pulled her into a soft embrace and lowered his head to place his lips on hers. She was wearing lipstick, but it wasn’t heavy, and Eddie surmised it was smear-proof. At least he hoped so, because he’d hate to return to the ship, to change uniforms. Her lips were hungry, and he let her feed on his, as she put her arms around him and pulled him closer. Their loins were pressed against each other’s, and she moaned low in her throat. Pulling back from her mouth, he kissed her forehead, cheeks, chin and worked down her neck, going to the bottom of the ‘V’ of her blouse. Reaching for the top button, he deftly opened it, then proceeded downward opening each successive one in turn. As he had revealed more of her chest as her blouse became unbuttoned, he continued kissing his way downward, until his lips were brought to a halt by her bra. She assisted him by reaching up beneath the now-loose blouse and unlatching the bra. This action allowed him to move the bra aside as he sought out first one breast, then the other, kissing and licking as he went up each hillock and sucked on the turgid nipples. Her hands were in his hair, and she was breathing deeply.

Raising his mouth, after nursing at each breast, he looked her in the eyes and saw that his ministering caresses were affecting her well. Pushing her blouse back and down her arms, he placed it on a nearby chair. He then unsnapped her jeans. As he began to push them off the swell of her hips, she was removing her sneakers with the toe of the opposite foot. She gasped:

I’ll finish here, chief. Get that uniform off, please.”

As directed, Eddie removed his Khakis and laid them on the chair, to prevent wrinkling. His dress shoes went under the chair. When he returned to look at Melba, she was standing in just bikini panties, also lavender, and lavender socks. Her breasts were about softball sized and had a sag to them. Her nipples seemed to indicate she had nursed at least one child. Eddie had his white T-shirt and his jockey shorts on, with his black socks. Then, it was a race, to see who could be completely naked first. Eddie was not muscle-bound but had remained fit and had good muscle tone. Melba had a slight paunch, that the sailors called a ‘peter belly’, but it no way marred her attractive body. She looked fit.