Chapter 17

When a ship makes a drug bust, pulling up to our home berth is different than normal. Because the press is on the pier with cameras and reporters. We could have dropped our ten bales off in Miami with the bad guys, but there isn’t a commanding officer alive that will pass up a public relations opportunity in front of the hometown press. The captain talked to the reporters while we all just stood around in our dress uniforms looking snappy. It took forever.

I could see Tina on the pier. She waved and looked like a million bucks. Her beautiful dark hair was worn loose, and it gleamed in the sunshine. She wore a tight black skirt with a beautiful red blouse with a deep V-neckline. Black high heels and dark stockings completed the ensemble. But it was her smile that captured me the most.

When the captain finally released us, we met on the pier. She kissed me and I pulled her tight to me. My heart was beating like a drum. “Tina, I...” She put her finger on my lips and shushed me. “Not here, please. If you say anything I’m going to come apart right here in front of everyone.”

I smiled and nodded. We walked hand-in-hand to her car, and I kissed her again before we got in. On the way home, we talked about the patrol and the drug bust and we kept it very calm. When we got in the front door though, she dropped her bag on the end table, and I dropped my sea bag. In a flash, she was in my arms, and we kissed like it had been two years instead of two months. When we broke the kiss to take a breath, I said what I’d been wanting to, for weeks.

“I love you,” I whispered. Her head snapped back, and our eyes met. “I’m in love with you. I don’t care about anything else; I want to be with you.” I heard her gasp, and she kissed me passionately. She kissed my neck and began unbuttoning my uniform shirt.

She looked deeply into my eyes. “I love you too,” she replied breathlessly. “Now you need to take me right now, or I’m gonna have an emotional breakdown.” I kissed her and dropped my hand down to the zipper on her skirt.

As her skirt slid to the floor, she slipped her blouse over her head. I stopped to marvel at her black lingerie, including a garter belt and stockings. She’d remembered how much I love lace.

Tina had become adept at stripping off my uniform and before long it was all over the floor. I pulled her into me and kissed her. She moaned into my mouth. She turned and pulled me to the couch and laid down on it. I wanted to just step back and look at her, then stroke every inch of her long legs, caress the gusset of her black panties, and feel the heat radiate through them. But now wasn’t the time for that.