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The years flew by in a blur of anger, resentment and emotional pain. Diego stayed with his family for as long as he could, but he made more money taking deployment positions- and money was what Suzanna wanted. In public, she would of course claim otherwise. But when their little son, Cam, was diagnosed with cancer at the age of three, she took him to a pediatric specialist in California and complained when the military would not foot the bill.
“I can’t get a job!” she shouted into the phone at Diego, who was halfway around the world in South Korea. “My job is to fight for our son! Your job is to foot the bill since apparently, the US Military doesn’t give a shit about the life of a child!”
The Military’s healthcare system, like any healthcare system, was flawed. But Cam’s situation was unique. The pre-schooler had a rare strain of blood cancer that metastasized in his liver. Diego and Suzanna were both unsuitable to donate blood or tissue, meaning the poor child would have to rely solely on chemo and other chemical methods of keeping the illness at bay.
A fact that tore Diego to the core. Part of him believed that this was God’s punishment; he couldn’t find a way to love Suzanna, so he was going to lose the one thing that kept them together, the one thing that was the light of his otherwise bleak existence.
With tears in his eyes, Diego quickly hung up on his wife. He looked at the clock, his break was over and he needed to get back to work. A newly ranked master sergeant, Diego was a systems engineer, keeping track of the network health of the US military computer systems throughout Asia and the Pacific. There was a separate network for Europe and the Middle East, but he traveled there nearly as often. Diego had even been offered a teaching position at a tech school in San Antonio, which he declined. If he was going to waste his life working and drinking, he might as well do it someplace exotic.
And then there was Jolene.
His old friend had finished her degree in nursing and now worked a full-time position at the base hospital back in Hawaii. They communicated through work email, a process that forced them to maintain a strictly professional relationship.
He didn’t ask if she had completed her gender reassignment surgery, despite the fact that she now was in a perfect position, financially, to do so. In fact, he hadn’t even seen a photo of her in over a year.
“I think I have a way for you to come visit,” she said on a call to his direct line, in late summer.
Diego was surprised to even hear her voice. “Really?”
“The hospital is trying to launch a new patient server and the people working on it are in desperate need of a leader. Unless you have plans.”
“Nothing that would top meeting up with my best friend,” he tried to remain professional, but there was a noticeable joy in his tone. When would I start? Would this count as a deployment assignment?”
“Yes. According to the Colonel that I spoke with, this would count as a deployment since you would only be here for the duration of the project. But hey- it’s Hawaii and I miss you. Should Kartal escort bayan I put your name in the running?”
Diego, agreed and less than a week later he received confirmation; he would be heading to Hawaii just in time for Halloween.
Jolene met him at the airport, shaking hands like a professional military liaison. She wore a plain blue suit, with her long blonde hair is pulled back into a bun. “Welcome to Hawaii, Master Sergent Quinto.” She smiled her sweet, sexy smile, with her glossy lips.
“Thank you, Miss.” Diego smiled a wide smile, with a slight chuckle. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt so genuinely happy.
“I’ll take you to the base hotel, and then we can party at my place.” Her eyes sparkled with passion and lust.
After checking Diego into the on-base hotel they headed to Jolene’s apartment. It was a nice place, off base with an impressive ocean view. Diego took a seat on the patio, wearing only a t-shirt and jeans. “You have plans for Halloween?” he asked as Jolene poured them drinks from her mini-bar.
“Nah.” Jolene ran her fingers through her hair, letting her long blonde locks fall over her slender shoulders. “But I can dress up for you.”
“Maybe after a few more drinks.”
Jolene shrugged. “Suit yourself.” She knew all about his marriage issues, his son’s illness, but she was also aware of how he buried himself in work.
“You ever think about enlisting?” The thought only crossed his mind because it would give them the opportunity to be together on the same continent.
“Enlisting as what?” Jolene asked with a laugh.
“A medical officer, maybe work towards becoming a doctor. The military would pay for your education-.”
“I mean, what name would I use? Jolene, or …” She took a long sip from a bottle of whiskey.
“Were you about to tell me your birth name?”
“The name on my birth certificate is someone I left behind years ago.”
“I know, it’s your dead name, but come on, just for shits and giggles- what was it?”
“Fine.” Jolene sighed. “If you must know it’s Jenson Riveria.”
“Your name is Jenson?” he asked with a laugh.
“My friends called me Jen and teachers called me J.”
“Jen- I like it. So, why’d you pick Jolene for your new name?”
“Jolene is more me; wild, messed up girl with a wild messed up life.”
“Life is always messed up.” Diego held out his cup for a refill. “That’s the reason why I love you.”
Jolene had drunk over half the bottle but there was enough left to share. “Don’t start saying stupid shit.”
“It’s the truth. You and me, we’re like the river and the highway.” Diego took a long sip before starting to sing the classic country ballad. “Every now and then, she offers him a shoulder. Every now and then he overflows.”
“I’m pretty sure the highway is supposed to be the guy.”
“You’re the one with the wise heart and strong shoulders. I’m the one who overflows.” He gripped his crotch, miming the spraying of cum. But now the idea was stuck in his head.
“Every now and then, a bridge crosses over, Escort Kartal it’s a moment every lover knows.” Jolene ended her lyric with a smile. “Yeah, I like that song.”
Diego had been drinking his problems away for over a year so it didn’t take much for him to lose his inhibitions. Under the warm autumn sky, he found himself undressing and fondling his growing cock. “I can’t remember the last time I felt so good.”
“Go take a shower, you smell like an international flight.” Jolene then disappeared from view.
Diego stood up and made his way to the bathroom. It wasn’t hard to find. Adjacent to the master bedroom was a sparkly blue paradise; a clawfoot tub, shower, vanity and a closet (which he assumed housed the toilet.)
He stripped off his clothes and stepped into the shower. He usually knew to let the water warm up before stepping in but at this point, he didn’t care. His body felt hot all over. He started to jerk off, desperate for release, but someone grabbed his arm.
“Were you really going to start without me?” Jolene’s lips were pressed against his ear. ‘Clink-clink’, she locked a pair of handcuffs on his wrists. “Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to bathe you, then we’re going to walk to my bed and I’m going to fuck your brains out.”
Diego laughed.
“You think I’m kidding?” She dug her nails into his chest, tracing the San Antonio block-text tattoo.
He felt her naked body pressed against his; her arms, her chest, down to her quivering thighs. She was just as he remembered her; a gorgeous woman with a big, throbbing cock.
Judging by the outfit Jolene had on at the airport, he could tell she wore padded bras, possibly to maintain a professional image as Jolene. “I’m kinda glad you don’t have fake tits.”
“My body my choice,” she replied in a seductive whisper. “I want to be legally recognized as female, one day, but even then I’ll have no need for bags of saline that rob my chest of all tactile sensation.”
Diego couldn’t help but chuckle. She had a point: at the end of the day, enhanced breasts were for image and presentation.
“I know you’re disappointed, Vato,” she said sarcastically. “But I still have plenty of ways to entertain you.” With a nearby sponge, she bathed him with body wash, then quickly rinsed him off with warm water. “Good boy, nice and clean.” With a firm grip, she started to drag Diego by his wrists.
He allowed Jolene to lay him face down on the bed. His ass belonged to her.
With eager anticipation, Diego could feel her penetrating him with a vibrating dildo. The piece had been designed to stimulate his prostate while the shaft fucked him so deep he felt like she was going to split him open.
Precum gushed from his cock, enough lubrication for Jolene to jerk him off. She worked the tip, giggling as she coaxed out more precum. “You are so hot. Since you’re my best friend I’m going to give you a choice; I can finish you off with my hands, my mouth, or I can let you fuck me.”
Diego took a moment. His body was so tense, even if Jolene left the room he would blow his load Kartal Rus Escort in a matter of moments.
Apparently, she didn’t appreciate his content silence. “Answer me!” Jolene said as she gave his thigh a hard smack.
Diego moaned his voice barely a whisper. “I want you to ride me.”
“What did you say?” Jolene pulled his hair to lift his face off the bed, allowing him to speak clearer.
“Ride my cock.”
“If I roll you on to your back, the vibrator is likely to go all the way inside you.” She leaned in close, pressing her lips to his ear. “I might not be able to turn it off and you’ll just get fucked to death.”
Diego couldn’t help but laugh. “Yeah, I think I’ll risk it.”
In one swift motion, she flipped him onto his back. “I need lube.” She seemed to take her sweet time, leaving Diego trembling like a fish before she started to ride. “Is my ass as good as you remember?”
She felt tight, moist, and more female than his wife ever was. But his wrists were still together.
Jolene played with a small key, teasing the metal against Diego’s skin before finally releasing him from his bonds.
His legs were weak, but with his arms free he put his arms around Jolene’s slender body. “Jerk yourself off.” He wanted to feel her body go stiff, for her back to arch and her muscles to tense until she was gripping his cock with as much pressure as he was feeling from the vibrator.
With every thrust he gripped Jolene’s shaft, holding her erection against her slender stomach. She was rubbing the tip, her fingers moist with pre-cum. “Oh God, I’m going to come.”
When she started to squirt, her eyes closed and back arched. She appeared to be having multiple orgasms, emanating from her ass to her hips, to her quivering thighs.
Diego stroked a finger down her inner thigh. “That’s my girl. When’s the last time someone fucked you so good?”
“I don’t let anyone fuck me.”
He climaxed hard, filling Jolene’s ass until his thick white fluid oozed down her wet crack. They were both breathing hard. When it was all over they collapsed in each other’s arms, their bodies sticky with sweat. Diego had no words, he simply looked into Jolene’s eyes, lost in her beauty. Her room was a paradise of bondage, toys, and fantasy. Was it possible she never let anyone close enough to see the real Jolene?
“You can’t stay the night,” she said with sadness in her voice.
“What?” Diego couldn’t believe she was kicking him out. “Give me a second. I don’t think my legs could hold my weight right now.”
“Fine,” she said with a sigh, cuddling close. “But you have to leave as soon as you can. This was fun, but we can’t risk our careers.”
Diego understood. He kissed her forehead. “You’re right.”
“You need to have another kid.”
Diego laughed at her strange suggestion. “Yeah, I don’t think so.”
“For your son. I know you and Suzanna aren’t viable donors, but you might get lucky and produce a kid who’s a perfect match.”
“The thought of sticking my dick…”
“Go to a fertility clinic; jerk off in a cup and pay some doctor to inject it into her cunt.”
Diego knew she was right. He needed to go back to his family. “If I do manage to have a second child I don’t know when I’ll be able to make it back to Hawaii.”
“I know. Just do me a favor; if you have a girl, consider naming her Jen.”