Friend Zoned
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 8: Hand Job
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Hand Job - Wedge Donovan was a rough and ready weapons troop; Roxie Dawson was an aircraft electrician with a dark secret. They meet at Kunsan Air Base and the sparks fly. Wedge falls for this beauty, but he finds out that she's a lesbian. Being lonely and desperate for friendship, Wedge adjusts to life in the Friend Zone, but how long will that last? On the flightline, in the dorm, something's got to give.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Military Workplace Interracial Black Female White Male Masturbation Oral Sex
A few mornings later, as the fog was lifting, one of the planes failed to start for its morning mission. The accumulated pressure in the F-16 Jet Fuel Starter system failed to start the engine, and they had to break out the T-Handle and pump up the pressure in the accumulator. It’s like hand pumping a hydraulic jack, and when the accumulator is pressurized, it will spin the Pratt and Whitney F-100 engine, so it will start and the flame throwing lawn dart could fly. Pumping it up manually is a pain in the ass job, but if the aircraft crew chief is nice to the folks around him, he’ll get help.
Normally Wedge would ignore hand pumping an accumulator if he had other work to do, but this time it was a special mission on the D Model, which is a two seat F-16. A special mission on the two seat F-16 meant that the person in the back was not a pilot, he was some kind of passenger. You always try to give those guys the best ride because the pilot is going to get the guy in the back seat to puke, which is always entertaining.
The passenger in this case was Father Leonard, the chaplain, and the crew chief had to get the T-handle out. Pumping up the accumulator was equal to 150 push-ups, and for some reason, they were doing it individually. The specialists had a line of people waiting their turn and only one person was on the handle. Even Roxy was in line to take her turn at the pump handle. “Bitch! Watch the radio,” called Wedge and whoever was Truck Bitch slid into the driver’s seat as Wedge hopped out. He took a crew with him and as Roxie crawled under the plane, she grabbed the T-handle and got ready to pump.
Wedge crouched down facing her and grabbed the handle along with her. “First one to quit buys dinner, ready?”
“What?” she asked, but Wedge started pumping the handle and immediately she caught on and began pumping. It’s a dual action pump, so it pumps in both directions.
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