Sex Banter with the Drunk Married Woman (1)
After we'd both pissed ourselves like that, I felt like I'd gotten even closer to the Haengbowon, and we kept the conversation going. In the process, the heat level started ramping up bit by bit...
"By the way, the woman who ends up as the Forward Observer Platoon Leader's girlfriend is gonna be one lucky girl. You're so tall, and your hands and feet are huge too."
"Okay, height aside, but why are big hands and feet a good thing?"
"You know that old saying that people with big hands and feet are big down there too? Heh heh heh."
"Ah~ that's just a myth. Scientists abroad studied it, and there's no correlation between hand or foot size and that."
"Wait... Forward Observer Platoon Leader... are you... small?"
"No! What the hell... it's seriously huge!"
Go Suyeon, the master sergeant, brought up the supposed link between hand/foot size and dick size, then teased me by asking if mine was small. She'd clearly gotten a good side-view of my massive cock bulging out of my pants earlier, and now she was flashing this playful smile. I couldn't help but blurt out the truth in response, standing up and thrusting my crotch forward just a bit.
There it was—my thick shaft making its heavy presence known through the taut fabric of my pants. And the Haengbowon, staring at my groin with this entranced look, her face flushing red. Just as a lewd surge of desire started rising in me at the sight of her mix of flustered excitement, a rough knocking came from the tightly shut warehouse door.
Thud thud thud!
"Ma'am Haengbowon, Platoon Leader, you in there?"
Our heads snapped toward the door at the familiar voice of the admin clerk following the knocks, and we both answered at once.
"Y-yeah, we're in here..."
"Seungju, the door's jammed from inside. Try opening it from out there, and if it doesn't work, go get some of the other officers."
"Yes, ma'am!"
The admin clerk showed up sooner than I'd hoped, rescuing us from the warehouse after just two hours trapped inside. We headed back to the barracks, but getting locked in together had brought us a layer closer, which I was thrilled about. As I sat down, thinking this might lead to something even naughtier with the "married woman" Haengbowon someday, the opportunity arrived way sooner than expected.
"Platoon Leader, you free tonight?"
"Yeah, no plans."
"Then how about we make up for missing dinner at the last battalion dinner? Tonight?"
"Hell yeah, that sounds great. Should I head to your place around evening?"
"Sure. I'll have dinner ready, so come by around 7 after you clock out."
"You're cooking yourself? We could just order delivery..."
"No way~ It's your first time at our place, so I want to treat you right or I won't feel good about it."
She brought up how I'd missed the last battalion dinner due to duty, inviting me to her house for a meal. I'd been wondering how to keep this good vibe going, so I accepted without a second thought.
With our dinner date set, I hustled through my backlog to clock out early. My fingers flew across the keyboard nonstop, but my mind was more on what might go down at the Haengbowon's tonight than tomorrow's meeting with the battalion commander.
After saying goodbye to the battalion commander in the comms room for his duty shift, heading home, and showering, it was time to go. Since it was my first time at her place, I grabbed a pack of toilet paper from the PX and headed to her apartment in the next building over.
Ding dong.
"It's the Forward Observer Platoon Leader, ma'am Haengbowon."
I rang the doorbell on her fourth-floor unit and announced myself. Soon, footsteps approached from inside, and the door swung open.
Beep. Click.
"Come on in, Platoon Leader."
Right then, as the steel front door opened, there she was—Go Suyeon holding the handle with her left hand. She wore shorts so short they rivaled dolphin pants, and a T-shirt so thin I could make out the pattern of her bra underneath. It was comfy loungewear for home, but for a married woman inviting a young guy over, it was pretty damn inappropriate. My eyes were drawn to it anyway, but I forced my gaze to her face and handed over the toilet paper.
"Oh my! You didn't have to bring anything... Come in, come in."
She said not to bother but took it with a beaming smile. Following her lead inside, I took in the tidy interior that screamed "married woman's home," even though the layout matched mine or the battalion commander's. Unlike my place, which was a bit messy from late nights, hers was spotless. My eyes naturally drifted to her as she headed to the kitchen, tracing her back.
Her plump tits jiggled visibly with each step, and her thick, juicy ass was on full display in a way her uniform could never show. Add in the pale thigh flesh peeking from under those shorts, and blood rushed straight to my cock, which twitched in my crotch.
One thought bubbled up in my head.
Did she dress like that expecting something?
A ticklish excitement stirred in my chest as I moved to the kitchen to help set the table. Of course, sneaking countless glances at that meaty backside when she wasn't looking...
About an hour into dinner—her beef hotpot tastier than any restaurant, paired with booze. The meltingly tender beef and hot broth made the soju go down easy, and we'd already polished off three bottles, cracking the fourth.
"Platoon Leader, we have work tomorrow, so let's call it after this one, okay?"
"You got it. Okay!"
Her cheeks flushed pink from the booze, her voice a tone higher and bubbly with excitement. She radiated energy as we resumed our chat, paused only for opening the soju.
Once the small talk wrapped up right before cracking it, in that awkward vibe where we'd both been glancing around, I decided to crank up the heat.
"By the way, ma'am, you said your kid's staying with your parents in Seoul."
"Yeah, I only see my little cutie on weekends. And if I have duty, not even then..."
"Damn... that must be lonely. Even I'm starting to feel it at night lately, and I'm used to being alone. Must be way harder for you, away from family."
"What can you do... it's the army life. Anyway, don't get lonely—go find a girlfriend!"
I poked at her known weak spot, tossing out the bait, and she bit right away, steering the talk my way. She followed up, telling me to get a girl and asking what type I liked.
"What kind of girls are you into, Platoon Leader? Tell me. I know tons of juniors and little sisters."
"You gonna hook me up?"
"Of course! I can't do anything about my situation, but get a girlfriend and poof—no more loneliness."
People love others' love lives, so as the convo shifted to mine, her eyes sparkled, urging me to spill my type. I gave the prepared answer to match her expectations.
"I prefer healthy and curvy over slim."
"Healthy and curvy?"
"Yeah... glamorous, or meaty builds. Like yours, ma'am Haengbowon."
"Ah..."
She couldn't hide her shock at hearing her own curvy body was my type, her face turning beet red. She gaped, speechless, and I worried I'd gone too far in my drunken haze.
But my worry faded quick. Her stiff expression softened into a sly smile, and she finally spoke.
"Liking big tits? You're a naughty wolf after all, Platoon Leader❤️"
Her voice turned sticky-sweet, like a switch flipped, calling me a "wolf" while subtly thrusting out those plump breasts. No doubt about it—she'd invited me here tonight with some naughty intentions hidden underneath.