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the world could hurt me. But it was only a moment and like all things in life, it came to an end.
    “I’ll see you soon,” Alex said.
    Then he leaned forward, kissing me on the cheek. After that, he turned and unlocked the office door, making his way back out into the hallway.
    I quickly wiped the tears from my cheeks and did my best to pick up the mess we had made in the office. Then I walked quickly back out to the main area of the restaurant, hoping to catch another glimpse of Alex before he left.
    But he was gone, nowhere in sight.
    I sighed and then slowly walked back to the table, where William and the girls were still seated.
    “Where were you?” William asked. “You’ve been gone forever.”
    I smiled and took a seat next to him.
    “Sorry, honey,” I said. “Just outside trying to clear my head. A lot on my mind I guess...”
    I wonder if I’ll ever hear from Alex again...

My Special Forces Boyfriend, Part 3
    T he time passed slowly after my 10-year high school reunion, where I enjoyed a sexual rendezvous with Alex. All I could think about was that night with him, letting him fuck me in the restaurant manager’s office, while my unknowing husband was in the dining room nearby.
    There were fleeting moments when I felt guilty about what I had done, but I honestly didn’t blame myself too much. I had learned that, when I was around Alex, I had no self-control. He brought out a side of me that my husband, William, never could. Alex let me express myself sexually in a way that William didn’t even know how. And although I had cheated on my husband, I still somehow felt that it was justified.
    “Where are you now, Alex?” I said to myself, as I hopped out of the shower and looked myself over in the mirror.
    William had gone to work and my son, Ryan, was at school, leaving me with the entire house to myself all day. I had already done my yoga and was ready to have a day filled with shopping and relaxing.
    As always, though, my thoughts lingered on Alex. It had been three months since I had seen him at the reunion and I couldn’t shake the memory of him. And as I stood there naked in front of the mirror in the bathroom, I immediately thought about the way his cock felt inside of me, as he pounded me from behind while bending me over the desk in the restaurant manager’s office.
    Just the thought alone caused my flower to dampen and I brought my fingers to my crotch, lightly touching my clit.
    “Oh, Alex,” I whispered.
    The fog from my hot shower covered the mirror and I could barely make out my silhouette as I began to masturbate while standing up.
    “God, I wish you were here right now,” I said. “Alex...come back home and keep your promise...”
    As I spoke, I continued running my finger in circles over my clit, causing waves of pleasure to wash over me. I imagined what it would feel like to have my hands on Alex’s chest as he fucked me missionary style, his military dog tags swinging back and forth in cadence with his thrusts.
    My nipples grew hard at the thought and I reached my other hand up, gently squeezing my firm breasts. I closed my eyes and began to pretend that it was Alex fondling my tits, and not me. Then I slipped a finger up inside of my pussy, trying to imagine that it was Alex.
    My tiny finger compared to his large shaft felt like a joke, though, and I immediately opened my eyes.
    “It’s just not the same,” I said, shaking my head in disappointment.
    After taking a deep, frustrated breath, I dried myself off with a towel and stepped back into my bedroom to get dressed. Everything had become a chore for me, because I had begun to compare everything in my life to my experiences with Alex. Sex with my husband was boring compared to sex with Alex. Day to day activities had become mundane when I thought about how much better they would be with Alex by my side. Life itself would have been so much better if the soldier that I loved was actually mine and not the government’s.
    Still