I’d fallen asleep watching “Owen Marshall: Counselor at Law.” Had awakened momentarily at the National Anthem then later by the knocking on the front door of our mobile home. The pattern of the American Indian chief was frozen to the TV screen as I climbed off the couch.

“Don’t open the door!” I hissed.

I parted the curtains. A uniform, an Air Force private to be exact. The window was open a crack.

“What do you want?”

“Hey, Sarge. I heard your wife likes to fuck other guys and you like to watch.”

“Get the fuck outta here.”

“Cully, wait.”

She’d been wakened by the knocking as well. I had no idea she was there.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Hey. Are you the wife?”

“Uh, huh.”

“Girl.” A whispered protest as I moved aside.

“I’m Carl.”

“I’m Katie-Girl, Carl. Are you alone?”

“Girl.” Once again though with less protest.

“Yeah. I left my car on the next street over just in case I had to make a run for it. I’d heard, I didn’t know.”

“You don’t have to run for it, Carl, does he, Sarge?”

I couldn’t speak. Just watched as Girl ran the gold safety chain across the slot and turned the button on the doorknob lock. Thru the screen door:

“C’mon in, Carl, it’s okay, honey.”

“Wancho” was his last name, said so on his nameplate.

“We were sleeping, Carl. Me in the bed. Cully there on the couch. Cul shut the TV off.”

“You’re sure about this? I don’t want to cause a problem. I could leave if you want me to, uh, Sarge.”

“No, Carl, it’s not a problem. We want you to stay, don’t we, Sarge?”

“I don’t know.”

“I do. I know, Carl, and I want you to stay. It’s all true. I do like to fuck other guys and well, Cully, tell the Private the rest, or, I won’t permit you to watch.”

There was no reason to deny it. “And I like to watch.”

“I’m going back to bed, Cul, with Carl. Wait for us before you come down. I’ll let you know when. Savvy?”

I nodded.

“Come with me, Carl, it’s down here.”

She led him by the hand thru the kitchen around the corner and out of sight.

I heard her laughter. Then Carl’s laughter. Then quiet for the longest time before she called me down and then it wasn’t her who called out but him.

“C’mon, Sarge. It’s time to watch.”

Girl on her knees-mouth full of cock-both naked.

“Take a load off, Sarge, we’re gonna be a while.”

I sat down in the only chair in our bedroom.

“That’s enough, Princess.” He helped her up and kissed her, twirled her about, slapped her ass.

“Hands and knees on-the-bed. You’re fixed aren’t ya, Princess?”

“The pill and an IUD buried deep, Carl.”

“How bout your old man, Katie? You want him here, or, not? Makes me no difference.”