A stack of cards, letters, and telegrams lay on his desk. One in particular he kept returning to, over and over. It was a 3x5 card that was in a plain brown envelope. It was typewritten, with no postmark or return address. It was unusual that this envelope made it through security. Apparently, security had decided anything addressed to Admiral Chegwidden was another one of the hundreds of ‘congratulations on your retirement’ letters. The typed message read: Admiral, When you least expect it!

‘What the hell is that supposed to mean?’ AJ thought to himself. His mind flashed back to the incident with Osborne and receiving the photo of the Buddha. Was Osborne still alive, tricking him once again? Or had he met his fate from the hands of a sweeper?

Petty Office Jen Coates came into his office to help him gather the last of his personal belongings. The letters were bundled up and placed into his briefcase.

“Is Commander Rabb back yet?” AJ asked Jen, as he clicked his briefcase shut.

“No, Sir,” Jen replied. Seeing a disgruntled look on the Admiral’s face, she continued, “He called earlier. It seems there were problems with Mattie’s case.” She turned to leave, and as an afterthought, added, “Oh, Colonel MacKenzie is also out of the office. Something about a new case she’s working on, Sir.”

“Thank you, Jen,” AJ said as she exited the room. AJ looked over his office one final time thinking, ‘In a way, I’m glad Sarah’s gone. I didn’ t want to see her cry like the other day.’ Five days before, he had announced his retirement during one of their early morning briefings. He could see the tears in her eyes, and his heart almost broke thinking about that night six years ago, when he had said, “This is a mistake.”

“Damn regs!” he murmured out loud, opening the doors to Jen’s office.

“Excuse me, Admiral? Was there something you wanted?” Jen asked, rising from her chair.

AJ gave his final order to his Petty Officer. “Just call the staff to order, Jen. The time has come for me to say my farewells!”

AJ parked his Escalade in the driveway. Grabbing his briefcase and cover from the passenger seat, he exited his vehicle, and made his way to the front door.

He tucked the briefcase under one arm, as he opened the door. After securing the lock, he turned to face his living room. He got the unsettling feeling that something was out of place.

A soft glow came from his bedroom, and a strong vanilla scent wafted throughout the house. He strained his ear to hear the soft Jazz music flowing from the direction of his room.

His nose followed the scent, his ears the music. Candles were lit around the room, and a rose-colored nightgown lay on his bed.

‘Damn that Meredith!’ he hollered in his mind. ‘I told her to stay away!’

AJ could hear humming from his bathroom. He stormed in, ready to read Meredith the riot act, and throw her out of his house, clothed or not.

He turned towards the tub, dropping his briefcase and cover, at the sight that beheld him.

Sarah MacKenzie greeted him with a sensual, “Hi, Sailor. What took you so long?”

She was sitting in his tub, bubbles up to her collarbone. Bubbles rose up the back of her head, as she leaned back, exposing her slender throat. She slowly raised one long leg, running a glistening hand up and down it. “I hope you like what you see!”

“Oh, yeah, I love what I see,” AJ lustily replied. He took two steps forward, just to the edge of the tub. He couldn’t see beyond the bubbles, but his mind filled in the gaps.

She watched his face, as she lowered that leg and raised the other.

‘I wonder just how far she can stretch that leg out of the water?’ AJ thought as his jaw dropped, and he felt a brief twitch in his groin.

He broke out of his musing, when Sarah dropped the bar of soap, creating a small splash.

“Colonel! What in the hell are you doing here?” he barked, trying to regain his commanding attitude.

“Didn’t you get my note?” Sarah purred to him, as he shook his head ‘no’. “Surely, you must have. ‘When you least expect it’ was what I had written.” She turned in the tub to face him, kneeling, exposing the top portion of her breasts, and asked, “Well, did you expect this?”

AJ took a step back as Sarah continued talking, “Besides, you’re no longer my C.O. I no longer take ‘military’ orders from you. And I have waited long enough for this!”

AJ’s eyes grew large as he watched Sarah start to rise from the bath. The bubbles and water were trickling down her body. His eyes were glued to her form. “Magnificent!” he whispered, as he ran his tongue across his bottom lip. Her smooth breasts were so well-formed. Her nipples were jutting out just waiting for his tongue. His mind grew fuzzy with arousal. ‘This can’t be happening to me!’

“Colonel!” AJ stammered, as he struggled to keep his balance, tripping on his briefcase. He retreated to her advancements until he found himself against the wall.

Sarah reached down to pick up his cover. She licked her lips and placed it upon her head.

“I’ve watched that mouth and tongue over the years, wondering what they tasted like,” he thought, before adding, “Did I say that out loud?”

“Yes, you did, AJ. So what are you waiting for?” Sarah told him, as she placed one hand against his chest. “Why don’t I help you undress?” She began unbuttoning his shirt.

“Wait, wait,” AJ softly muttered, pushing her hand away. “What about Rabb and Webb? Aren’t you…Don’t you…?” AJ was flustered, having trouble forming questions, as her other hand reached up to resume the unbuttoning.

“What about them? They are little boys still trying to figure out what they want from life,” she told him, finally reaching the last button. “I want a man that knows what he’s all about.”

Sarah looked up, seeing indecision written across his face. “AJ, what’s the matter?” she asked him, her voice quivering, almost scared to hear his rejection again.

AJ stilled her hands from her further attempts at exploration. Cupping her chin with his hand, he asked, “Why me, Sarah? Why now?”

“When you announced your retirement, at the briefing, I just couldn’t bear the fact that I would never see you again,” she told him, as a tear formed and rolled down her cheek. “I even prepared a request for transfer. But then I thought, ‘not yet, let’s see if his feelings for me are still there ’.”

“Harm,” Sarah scoffed, “can’t make up his mind what he wants. Our relationship has always been on the edge of developing. Just when I think he’s ready, poof, he takes off. The only time he really wants me, is when I’ve decided to seek the comforts of others. Now, with this Mattie thing…” her voice trailed off.

She tried to turn her head away, but AJ held fast, wiping her tears away with his thumbs. Taking a deep breath, Sarah continued, “Then there’s Clay. I’m so tired of his ‘need to know’ rhetoric. He’s never around when I need him to be, when I need him to comfort me.”

“Maybe, this is all about what ‘I’ want,” she told AJ, as she stood a little straighter, sniffling in the last of the tears. “The reason I want you? You’re unattached, you’re stable, and you really excite my senses. Do you know how many times you’ve gotten into my personal space, and I’ve wanted to reach out, hold you, and kiss you?”

With Sarah’s admissions of her affection towards him, AJ’s strength seemed to leave his body. He dropped her hand and sagged against the wall.

Sarah tugged his shirt out of his trousers, placing her hands on his belt buckle. AJ pulled her to him forcefully. He captured her lips with his, brusquely at first, but then gently, as he felt her tongue demanding entrance to his mouth.

As AJ sucked on her tongue, Sarah began her own quest. After unbuckling his belt, she slid the zipper of his trousers down, and slowly reached inside his boxers, stroking him.

“Don’t I please you, AJ?” she tearfully questioned him, when she realized his erection was slow in developing.

“Sarah!” AJ cried out, pulling away again. “Sarah, I’m not as young as I used to be. I don’t want to disappoint you, but it takes a man my age a little more time. Meredith didn’t understand that. When Meredith wanted it, she wanted it ‘now’. She was unwilling to…assist. You know…help the process along.” AJ tipped Sarah’s head back. As he gazed into her deep chocolate eyes, he asked, “Do you understand, Sarah?”

Sarah took AJ’s hand, leading him into the bedroom. “This is where it all began six years ago,” she told him, turning around into his arms. “You rejected me once, but not this time. I’ll do whatever I need to, to help you develop to your full potential.” She took off his cover, throwing it across the room, and stood with her hands crossed over her breasts, head bowed, and throatily whispered, “My body is yours to use and command, my master!"

Part 2

AJ felt his throat tighten. He felt that familiar twitch again. Deep within his gut, she was stirring up his deeply hidden passion for her. “Sarah, are you sure?” AJ asked her, pulling her tightly against him.

“AJ, take all the time you need,” Sarah murmured in his ear, licking and nipping the lobe. “Tell me what you want, and when you want it!”

AJ pushed Sarah back a step, so he could see all of her body. He placed his hands over her firm breasts, fondling them, rubbing her taut nipples with his thumbs. He leaned forward, taking one nipple into his mouth. He licked hesitantly before sucking deeply, making Sarah moan.

He abandoned that nipple, to partake of the other, giving it its fair share of his suckling. He could feel Sarah’s body quiver, as his hands roamed further down her body. Her body was still warm and moist from her bath, but AJ’s hands were hotter.

As his fingers splayed out across her stomach, thumbs pointing downward towards her mound, Sarah sharply inhaled. “Oh, yes, AJ. Go further!” She began panting, rubbing herself against his leg.

“Not yet, my Sarah,” he whispered harshly. “I need to take off the rest my clothes. No…I want you to do it!”

Sarah smiled coyly at him as she ripped his undershirt from his waistband. Her hands moved with such swiftness, that AJ was nude before he could think of his next order. She toyed with the salt/pepper hair on his chest, twisting it around her fingers, before following its growth down his chest.

“Here, Sarah, touch me here!” he ordered with a moan. Her hands raked back up his chest to tweak his nipples into two hard peaks.

While she tenderly clenched one nipple between her teeth, her fingers pinched the other. Sarah’s other hand crept down to his manhood. ‘Well, we’re making some progress here,’ she thought, as she stroked his cock. ‘He is getting a little harder.’

“Get on the bed, Sarah!” AJ firmly ordered. His anxious eyes watched her swing her curvaceous butt across the room. “Sit!” He snapped out the order as if she were his dog.

AJ knelt before her, pulling her face to his, and gently forced her mouth open with his tongue. He thrust his tongue in, meeting hers. He allowed her to suck on his a moment, before pulling out to press his lips into her neck. He bit down delicately until she moaned.

AJ gently laid her body, spread-eagle, down on the quilt. “Sarah, you are so beautiful,” he murmured against her cheek, before starting his next assault.

He placed kisses down her body, stopping occasionally to nip at her. “You are going to have some marks on you in the morning,” he advised her, as he sucked just below her belly button.

Sarah tried to stifle her scream, as AJ’s tongue came into contact with her clit, “Whatever, AJ, just…oh, yes!”

“Sarah, remember… I live in a house, surrounded by the woods,” AJ slyly chuckled. “Scream as loud and as long as you want!”

He used one hand to slowly spread her open. Probing with one long finger, he slowly stroked her labia, while flicking his tongue across her pulsating nub. The scented bubble bath, intermingled with Sarah’s musk, created a new aroma.

Hearing her ardent moans, he felt the need to delve deeper. He thrust his tongue into her wet, pink slit several times, making Sarah squirm.

AJ paused, for the briefest of moments, to gaze upon Sarah. Her glowing eyes met his hot, fiery ones. Hers pleaded with him to continue his oral assault; his burned with desire.

He burrowed his mouth into her satiny folds, while thrusting his finger into her slippery vagina. Sarah started writhing with pleasure, as he added a second finger to enhance the stimulation. Another indistinct moan left her lips, as one of his fingers prodded her anus. Once he developed a rhythm, he pumped them continuously. She drove her hips down further into the bed. AJ felt her walls contract, and Sarah’s body shook through her orgasm.

Sarah felt his weight slide off the edge of the bed, arousing her from the satiated state AJ had created. She reacted with haste, thinking that something ghastly had happened. ‘He couldn’t be having a heart attack, could he?’ her heart leapt to her throat at that thought. She peeked over the edge of the bed, expecting the worse.

AJ was sitting on the floor, his back against the edge of the bed. His fingers, coated with Sarah’s cum, were wrapped around his swollen shaft. He held himself as if he were holding a hammer. He was mumbling ‘Sarah’s’ name repeatedly, as he pumped his cock.

Sarah slid down, kneeling next to him. She whispered in his ear, “Quid pro quo, AJ,” as she removed his hand, replacing it with hers.

His organ throbbed in her hand. During his oral gratification of Sarah, AJ had succeeded in increasing his size. From the base of his stiffening cock, Sarah ran her tongue up the underside of his shaft, tasting herself. When she reached the velvety tip, she found the small slit. After gently probing it, a drop of pre-cum was her reward.

Sarah encompassed his pulsating cock head with her warm, moist mouth. Using the muscles in her lips and tongue, she deep-throated AJ. Her fingers massaged his tightening balls.

“Oooh jeezus,” AJ wheezed out, his breath catching in his throat. He grabbed Sarah’s shoulders, pushed her off his engorged penis.

AJ stretched her body out onto the soft-piled carpeting, his hands holding her wrists to the floor. “If this is the only time we’ll have, I want to cum deep inside you, Sarah,” AJ told her, his voice seductively low. “So I’ll ask you once more…Is this truly what you want?”

“AJ, I’m clean and on the pill,” she answered in a breathy but firm voice. “I want you!”

AJ nodded his head in acknowledgment of her decision. Grabbing her ankles, he hooked them over his shoulders. Holding her thighs, he plunged deep into her hot core with one swift stroke.

Hearing Sarah’s gasp of ‘ohmygod’, he slowly retracted his rock hard organ, only to pound into her again. AJ kept up this rhythm until he felt Sarah’s orgasm, like rippling waves convulsing around his pulsing shaft.

Shouting out Sarah’s name, AJ tightened his grip on her, and flooded her womb with his hot seed.

Feeling a weight land on his stomach, AJ awoke from his sound sleep. His eyes were slowly pried open by soft, plump fingers.

“’Morning, Da!” shrieked, the little brown-haired boy. “Unca Bud takin’ me an AJ an Jimmy to zoo to see aminals.”

“Oh, is he, Sport?” AJ chuckled, rubbing his hand through his son’s mop of hair. “What about Aunt Harriet?”

“She coming too!” the boy replied, “We leaf soon.” The child planted a big, wet kiss on AJ’s mouth, his big grin turning to a frown. “Mommy sezs you are going to be bizy,” he whispered. “She sed she need time for dis and dat. Poor Daddy! Too meny chores.”

Hearing the doorbell ring, the little boy jumped off AJ, and ran to the door. “Dey here! Dey here! Luv you Da!” he yelled, slamming the bedroom door shut.

Minutes passed before AJ heard the door open again. This time the door shut with a gentle whoosh. He rose on his elbows to watch Sarah strut across the room towards him.

While humming a strip tease tune, Sarah kicked her fuzzy purple slippers off. She untied her raggedy terry-clothed robe to reveal a black body clinging, fishnet babydoll nightie. Turning her back to him, she bent over so he could see the G-string bottom was a thong.

Hearing AJ’s wolf-whistle, she slowly spun around while unpinning her hair from its bun. She shook her mid-length hair loose letting it fall about her face.

“I’ve been told you’ve got chores for me, woman,” AJ demanded to know, as he reached out to her. Snagging her leg, he pulled her into bed with him.

Sarah snuggled up to his side. She blew a soft little puff of air into his ear, telling him, “All I said was, ‘Mommy wanted some time with Daddy’ He just assumed I had chores for you.”

AJ brushed his hands across her smooth butt. He gently kneaded it, inching his fingers underneath the small scrap of thong.

Sarah moaned softly after feeling his finger dip into her, and she tried to wriggle out of her nightie.

AJ stayed her hand. “Let me,” he whispered greedily, while pulling the straps off her shoulders. He wondered why she was dressed so seductively. “What occasion are we celebrating?” he asked, as his hands fondled her still-firm breasts.

“Three special occurrences on one date!” she told him. Holding up three fingers, she reminded him, “One: today marks three years since your retirement.” She bent one finger down. “Two: that same night I wanted you and I got you.” A second finger was added to the first. “Three: your son was conceived.”

AJ’s experienced hands slid the material down her body. He looked at the middle finger she still held up. His eyebrows rose. “Is that an indication of what you want me to do?” he asked her with lust gleaming in his eyes.

“Oh, yes,” Sarah sweetly begged. “And we have all the time we want!”

The End