Battery Dinner Party
After that thrilling first day at the XXX Artillery Battalion in so many ways, day two onward was on a whole different level of hectic.
Following the battery commander's directive that hands-on learning is best, I dove headfirst into the daily routine and actual duties. I'd thought the seniors were exaggerating just to scare me when they described the workload, but once I started handling it myself, an avalanche of tasks buried me every single day—enough to make overtime my new normal.
What the hell, so much admin work... It felt like I'd been recruited as an administrative officer, not an artillery one.
'These Defense Ministry bastards... Isn't this an employment scam?'
Tap tap tap. Even now, right before heading to PT with the battery commander, I was hammering out the weekend and next Monday battery operations plan, plus the personnel roster.
Thank god the previous guy's handover files had detailed explanations, and with Administrative Sergeant Go Suyeon sitting beside me helping out, things were somehow getting done.
While I was grinding away at the computer, someone stopped in front of the admin section and called my name.
"Jaejun."
Only one person in the battery called me by name, so I smoothed out my furrowed brow from paperwork and looked up. There stood the battery commander at the entrance to the admin section.
She was wearing those dark gray leggings that hugged her sensuous lower body's curves so sharply, topped with a thin windbreaker. At the sight of her outfit that naturally drew the eye, I opened my mouth with a faint smile.
"Yes, Battery Commander."
"It's Friday, so the girls have free PT. Let's hit the gym right away. Get ready and come down."
"Got it. I'll change and head down."
After she heard my reply and headed down to the gym on the first floor, I grabbed my change of clothes and went to the tiny storage room attached to the admin section.
Screeech, clunk!
Rustle, slide. Tired of changing in the first-floor men's restroom every time, I'd started using this storage room since the day before. After quickly swapping my top, before putting on shorts, I slipped on the rubber band I'd brought to avoid prying eyes.
Shh, swish swish, snap!
It slid up my legs and settled over my cock—14.6 cm even soft—made of soft material. This band now snug around my groin kept my monster dick pinned close to my body even if it got hard, preventing any tenting. It was essential for working out with Captain Lee Seon-ah, whose body was pure temptation.
'Yeah, this should hold even if I get hard.'
Soon after finishing changing, I headed to the gym, feeling the rubber band's pressure and reassuring stability in my crotch.
As expected, after our "fun" workout with the battery commander—dizzyingly intense as always—she threw on her windbreaker and spoke to me.
"Jaejun, you know there's a welcome dinner for your transfer tonight, right?"
"Yessir, I do."
"Ride with me later, so be at the parking lot by 1800. Or want to head out straight from the unit with me?"
"Then I'll go straight from the unit with you, Battery Commander."
"Good. Go up, wrap things up, and let's head out."
Both of us were dressed in something that could pass for off-duty clothes, and we hadn't even broken much of a sweat during the workout, so I opted to leave from the unit. She said we'd sort work and go after heading back to the battery, then led the way out of the gym...
Since that first dinner with her last Monday when I'd accidentally groped them, there'd been no further contact, but now her 42-inch hips swayed lewdly with each step, right in my view.
That massive ass pushing against her leggings like it might burst them any second.
Throb... ❤️
Feeling sticky Cowper's fluid leaking from the tip of my already fully erect cockhead, soaking my panties, I fixed my gaze on her firm, jiggly ass as she started up the stairs first.
My panties were already drenched from the workout anyway, so with the mindset to just change back at admin, I burned the image of the battery commander's vulgarly huge ass into my eyes while letting the precum flow freely.
'Ah... I wanna grope that fat ass again.'
Usually, the officers would bolt at quitting time, but tonight most stayed for the dinner. I'd quickly finished my remaining tasks and was enjoying a rare moment of rest at my desk.
Surprisingly, Administrative Sergeant Go Suyeon—on duty again today—was next to me, smacking her lips while wearing her duty officer armband.
"Damn, Sergeant, I was hoping you'd join the dinner... What kinda luck is this..."
"Tell me about it. The personnel admin officer got sick suddenly... We'll eat together next time."
"Yeah, we definitely should."
My lament full of regret at missing her plump body's casual clothes and drunken state was met with her feigning a sad expression to match.
As we chatted before I left, imprinting her thick, juicy figure in my mind, the door to the battery commander's office shut with Captain Lee Seon-ah's voice calling out.
"Officers, time to head out. Jaejun, you're riding with me."
Hearing the battery commander, I jumped up with the other officers and headed out of the barracks. The sergeant watched us go with wistful eyes as we piled into our rides and sped off to the pre-booked restaurant.
The battery commander and I arrived first, followed by the battery platoon leaders, the FDC officer, and the maintenance platoon leader trickling in. With everyone there, the real dinner party kicked off.
Meat sizzled on the grill, glasses clinked for about an hour. Unlike Suyeon, whom I'd bonded with over a week in the same space, I was still a bit awkward with the platoon leaders and others who worked mostly outside. But as we drank and chatted, the familiarity exploded like old same-sex buddies.
I bantered nonstop, laughing with the similarly aged platoon leaders and my work buddy, the FDC officer. Being the sole male drew their attention, but their above-average looks played the biggest role.
What mid-20s guy wouldn't be thrilled drinking with hot girls... The vibe had me buzzing as we talked military life and random stuff—until the battery commander's phone rang beside me.
Ding, didee-ding ding.
"Battery Commander speaking. Yes... Ah... Got it. Heading back now."
I glimpsed the screen: "Administrative Sergeant." Her face hardened as she took the call. The rest of us tensed up and went quiet.
After hanging up, she spoke with a deeply darkened expression.
"Ah... What to do... Higher-ups just showed up for an inspection. I gotta head back to the unit, so you all keep enjoying. I'll cover the bill on my way out."
The sudden news of an unannounced higher-unit inspection chilled the party atmosphere instantly. Knowing we couldn't have fun like this, I volunteered.
"Battery Commander, I'll come with you."
"No need, I can go alone. And this is your welcome dinner—can't have you missing it."
She politely refused, but a faint smile crossed her face, touched by the new lieutenant stepping up. I kept pushing to join her, and we settled on heading back together.
The other officers stood too, saying a party without the guests of honor was no fun. And so my first battery dinner wrapped in just over an hour and twenty minutes.
After calling a ride to the apartments and walking to the battalion barracks. I'd volunteered to follow her, but with the fun cut short, I inwardly vented frustration at the higher-ups.
'What the hell, a sudden higher-unit inspection out of nowhere...'
But that gripe vanished the moment we followed her into the comms room briefly.
"Oh, 3rd Battery Commander’s here?"
Spotting Battalion Commander Park Yumi seated at the center table in the comms room, I thought, 'Actually, this is great.'