Chapter 2: Meeting Angie…… Part 2 of my Tour of duty in Germany. The year was 1969/70. Hope you’ll read Chapter 1 1st.
I get to Admin and there is a receptionist there to greet me…she asks my business so she could direct me to an appropriate source. She asks how can we help you today? I hand her my envelope which contained a copy of my orders from Sergeant Thompson and a note… which basically said we have exhausted all other possibilities in finding a slot for this soldier… can you help? The receptionist took a look @ the papers…and after reading them just stared at the papers with a blank stare of what appeared to be shock or disbelief for what seemed to be about a minute or so; it was a blank stare. Finally she placed the papers back in the envelope… looked up at me with a kind of disgusted look and said follow me and directed me down the hall to an office in the back. She said you will be seeing Angie today…she is currently out to lunch and will return shortly. As I sat there waiting I see on the desk pictures of a man standing in front of an air force plane dressed in a pilots suit. The plane looked to me to be a B-52…other pictures were of a woman and the same man with his arm around her shoulder. She looked very attractive. About an hour passed, finally a woman walks into the room… she seemed to not even notice I was there…she said nothing upon her entrance. It was winter and she wore a heavy winter almost knee length coat along with some knee high zip up boots and a hat. So far, all I can see is her back side for she entered the room from behind me. She hangs up her coat and hat, turns around and sits down to change out of her boots. I’m just staring at her; actually I couldn’t help myself…she was quite attractive as in the pictures. While she was changing out of her boots her long legs spread apart while pulling them off giving me a nice view up her skirt… inexperienced as I was I was still pretty sly to have her not notice me sneaking a peek… at least that is what I thought! Still not acknowledging my presence after removing her boots and putting on her shoes. She finally looks up at me and with an irritated sounding voice says so young man… what can I do for you?… at this point I’m thinking she seems kind of like a grouchy bitch and pretty much put out that I was even there from the tone of her voice…like I was bothering her; typical government employee. Looking her over and based upon the pictures on her desk I was guessing she was probably mid 30’s perhaps 40ish. She had top of the shoulder length black hair… I remember it looked so smooth silky and shiny as she shook her hair after removing her hat, kind of like the women you see on TV shampoo commercials, also guessing she weighed about 120 pounds and maybe 5’5″ tall. I was thinking she is quite attractive for an older woman (remember I’m just 19)… she’s probably closer to my mothers age…she wore a plaid skirt with a white button down the front long sleeve blouse…I immediately thought to myself she has some really nice tits…I was kind of staring @ them… the blouse was rather tight against her breasts…the buttons were somewhat stressed from the tightness… and I could see her white bra thru the sheer cotton material… (BTW I am a boob luvin type of guy…was then and still am now) I handed her the same envelope I had given to the receptionist not saying a word… she opens the envelope quickly reviews the paper work and slowly looks up at me and starts her rant…her face turned red… ‘are you fucking shitting me’?… before I could comment she says my receptionist told me when I walked in that I wasn’t going to fucking believe this one…but this pretty much tops the fucking Military cake for stupidity…I don’t fucking believe this! All I could think to say was ‘yes ma’am; I understand’ She says what the fuck they sending you here for?…your Army property and this is a fucking Air Force base for Christ’s sake! This is fucking bullshit. She says these people are fucking insane; I swear. What in Gods name do they think I’m gonna do with this… I just squeaked out a weak putrid ‘I don’t know ma’am’ and looked down at my feet. There was a copy of my original orders to Germany (from the states) in the envelope along with the orders and a note from Sergeant Thompson. She said I see here you been in country since December 1st…is that right?… Yes ma’am that’s correct. She then says I just don’t fucking believe this!…it’s fucking December 23rd … this is absolutely insane. These people are just fucking …and then abruptly stopped her rant and didn’t finish saying whatever she was about to say. Sorry she said I don’t blame you for this cluster fuck. This is when all things started to change. Her attitude took a 180. She stood up and dropped the papers onto her desk…as they fell she folded her arms across her chest just under her boobs locked her hands on her elbows looking down she just stared at me for what seemed to be forever. As I think back on it, I wonder what she was thinking if she was feeling sorry for me or was she plotting or contemplating some sort of scheme on just what she would do next. Suddenly she went from this grouchy angry like bitch to a compassionate caring person. She says you poor lad…I feel so bad for you… I can’t believe they are putting you though this shit. What have you been doing for the past 3 weeks? I finally get to speak and tell her my sad story from the time I left Fort Dix to today sitting in front of her. She sat there staring at me listening to my story just shaking her head. We just talked the rest of the afternoon…well mostly her asking me personal questions about my life… for probably 3 hours or so. She was so nice to me…what a turn around in her attitude. She promised me she would do whatever she could to help me out of this crappy situation but at the same time stressed that getting me a position at the Wiesbaden base was pretty much out of the question…impossible in fact! Seeing it was XMAS holiday weekend she told me I would be staying at the base the entire weekend. I ask where? She hesitated as if thinking and then said I’ll take care of that. Time flies and soon it was the end of her work day… 5 P.M or so. It was Tuesday and she told me with the holiday she was finished working for the week… tomorrow; Wednesday was XMAS Eve , then XMAS and no one was working the Friday after or the weekend. I thought GREAT; I’m gonna be stuck sitting in the barracks alone for the next 5 days. She then said very cheerfully follow me lets go get some food, you must be starved. Bring your gear with because this building will be locked when we return. It hadn’t even crossed my mind that she had never contacted anyone for a place I would stay… at least I didn’t think she had; perhaps that was the receptionist’s job. She took me to a nice restaurant off base (German of course) and she paid for it. I remember I ordered Jäger schnitzel with spaetzle upon her recommendation, she had the same; it was great, turns out it was my favorite German dish and still is today. We sat and talked for quite some time. The more we talked the more relaxed we became with each other…at least I know I became more relaxed…and the conversation definitely loosened up, we had a few laughs and at one point I thought she seemed to be flirting a bit…but I just blew it off…thinking…nah she wouldn’t be doing that…why would she be flirting with ME; and besides she’s married and I probably wouldn’t recognize true flirting if it bit me on the ass considering my experience or lack there of! She asked about my family and I asked about hers. She was originally from Texas. She told me she is married and her husband was an A/F pilot and was stationed overseas… she didn’t say as much… but I kind of figured he was in South East Asia. She indicated he had just left and would be gone for a year; at that point it didn’t take much to put 2 n 2 together… it was 1969, and tours in Viet Nam lasted about 12 months. She told me she was a civilian working for the government and her husband had been stationed at the base before being deployed. She lived in a government sponsored apartment. It was getting late and she said it’s time to go. It hadn’t occurred to me until then that I had nowhere to go… I asked and she said don’t worry you’re staying with me, I have extra room…she didn’t say she had an extra bedroom just that she had extra room… I didn’t catch on to that lil detail! I said ‘are you sure’?… wont you get in trouble… what would your husband say?…she said not to worry; I got this covered. So off we went to her apartment. She didn’t seem to be worried about bringing a stranger into the apartment… She said she lived amongst German people and they mind their own business… besides she didn’t know any of them anyway!
We get inside and it’s a nice 1 bedroom apartment with a kitchenette and living room…she says have a seat and make yourself comfortable on the couch… I need to get out of these work clothes. She goes into the bedroom which was a straight shot across from the couch; she didn’t close the door. I can see right into her bedroom… She has her back to me. I can see her taking off her clothes…WTF!!! are you kidding me?… 1st she removes her blouse and toss it on the bed then she unclasps her bra removes it and tosses it also on the bed. Then she unzips and drops her skirt to the floor bends over, picks it up and lays it on the bed all the while facing away from me.. I can see she is wearing a garter belt, white panties and black stockings. She unhooks the belt from her black thigh high’s and rolls both the stockings midway down her thighs and sits down on the bed. I now can see a profile of her boobs. She looks out… right at me…and sees me staring… gets up and walks over to the door and closes it… I could see her boobs perfectly as she walked towards the door…I mean she couldn’t have been 15 feet from me…she didn’t even try and cover them up… they had a beautiful bounce to them and the areolas were large and a beautiful darker shade of brown…couldn’t really tell anything about her nipples it happened so quick. 2 minutes later the door opens. Embarrassed I immediately apologize saying I’m so sorry ma’am I didn’t mean to…she cuts me off in mid sentence and says ‘no, I’m sorry I’m not use to anyone else being here’… she didn’t seem embarrassed one lil bit…she’s now wearing sweat pants and a t-shirt…but I can tell she has no bra on… I can’t get the vision out of my head of her amazing tits bouncing as she walked to close that door…in my head she was in slow motion… I can’t help but stare at her boobs. One more time I say I’m sorry for looking ma’am. She says listen… my fault…anyway… the way I see it your going to be here until Monday morning so lets cut the ma’am shit… my name is Angie and my hope is that we will get along just fine and possibly have a fun XMAS weekend together. Your alone and I’m alone so lets make the best of it. After what you have been put through so far I think you deserve some down time… a nice break…with some good food… so lighten up will ya!… I reply yes ma’am… I mean Angie!!! We sit around for a while talking and she’s actually quite funny…she duz have a potty mouth and has me laughing… a lot of fuck this and fuck that as she talked. She stands up and says it’s time for bed… hands me a pillow and a blanket from the closet and says bathrooms over there…see you in the morning and retires to her bedroom… door left wide open!!!
I get my shaving kit out my duffle bag… brush my teeth… strip down to my army issued boxers and t-shirt… cover myself with the blanket and quickly go to sleep…before falling asleep my head is spinning with the situation I find myself in…it was a long day and sleep came quick!!!
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