The Soldier Next Door

The big question is, what is Paul doing at my front door? Is he here about what happened in the bathroom at the coffee shop? Or is he here to tell me to stay away from Ana? Even maybe here to mole my face?

Whichever, I guess I am soon going to find out. “Paul did not quite expect to see you here. Is there something wrong with Ana?”

“No, she is all okay. I am here to speak to you.”

“Can I grab you a beer? Or coffee?”

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“Beer would be great.”

“Just give me a sec.”

I go to the kitchen to grab two beers out of the fridge. Matt and Chloe are sitting at the counter. “Bro, do you need a hand to throw his face on the tar out there?”

“Matty, I am missing a leg, not a hand. This old soldier does still know how to smack a punch.”

“Fuck, do you think he is here about what happened in the bathroom?”

“If he is, then he is wasting his own time because it ain’t any of his damn business.”

“You tell him, bro, just holler if you need help.”

“Seriously, man, holler?” I look at Matt in disbelief. “To what do I look to you? The only thing you will be hearing is me kicking the door into his ass as he is leaving.”

As I make my way back to the lounge, I can hear him talking on his phone. The curious part in me stands and listens to his conversation

(Yes, I just left town)

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(I will let you know when I get home)

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(Thanks for a great weekend)

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(Love you)

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(Speak soon)

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He drops his call, and I enter the lounge. I hand his beer and sit on the opposite side of the lounge, just far enough to be out of punching range. I do not trust this dude as far as I can smell him, and from where I am sitting, he smells damn nasty.

“So Paul, what can I do for you? It’s kind of unusual to receive a visit from someone I do not know at all; I am guessing this has something to do with Ana?”

“If we are on the same page here, then I can cut straight through the crap.”

“I am taking this is going to be some friendly advice?”

“More like a friendly warning if you want to take it that way.”

“Well, first of all, I am not going to take it kindly if you come into my house and threaten me.”

“If you want to take it up as a threat, then that is purely up to you; I am just here out of concern for Ana.”

“Well, let’s hear this concern, but I must give you a friendly warning too; I do not take orders from a complete nobody in my life.”

“Listen, Ethan; the girl just lost her husband and your situation.”

“Just stop it right there, my situation. I hope you are not referring to my amputation as a situation.”

“You know what I mean.”

“No, I don’t Paul, you are going to have to spell it out for me. I think my amputation has made me a bit dim.”

“Visually, you do not do much for Ana’s situation with Mark.”

“You mean Mark’s death; everything seems to be a situation for you. Is your vocabulary a bit limited?”

“I don’t think that was quite necessary, Ethan.”

“Well, what you are here for is not quite necessary either, so please get on with it; I and my amputation have better things to do.”

“I want you to leave Ana alone. You are making her grieving harder on her. The way you left the core is a painful reminder for her on how Mark died.”

“The way I left the Corps? Let me ask you this, what good has your judgmental shit face ever done in your life?”

“We are not here to talk about me.”

“Exactly as I thought, I left the Corps doing good, and I am damn sure Mark was doing the very same before he had his unfortunate accident.”

“I would appreciate it if you do not think you know my brother Ethan.”

“Well, I would appreciate it if you do not come here and insult me and then try and tell me that I cannot see Ana. If she wants to see me, then she will see me; it is frankly none of your business.”

“I will make damn sure it does not happen.”

“Paul, I think you will appreciate it if I say that you have overstayed your welcome and that now is a good time for you to leave.”

“I am just warning you, Ethan, stay away from Ana.”

“And I am warning you to stay the fuck out of my business.”

Just then, Matt comes into the lounge; in the heat of the moment, I did not notice that we started quite a big commotion. “Dude, I think it is time for you to leave.”

“Matty, it’s fine; the buff dumbo was just about to leave.”

Before I even know what is happening around me, I feel a fist flying past my cheek. The stupid asshole misses, but I do not; I smash a fist full of knuckles straight into his jaw, making his face snap to the left. “I really insist now that you leave unless if you want to spend the evening in the local jail.”

“I will even help you leave,” Matt adds. “Fuck I will open your car door for you. Just get your ass out of this house.”

Matt drags the buff dumbo out by his collar while Chloe comes running up to me. “Ethan, are you okay? Did he hit you?”

“Nah, Chloe, the asshole missed. But I am okay; I am pissed off, but okay.”

I hear Matt slam the door and come back into the lounge. “Fucking awesome punch, bro. I can’t believe the dude’s deal. I mean, who does shit like that.”

“I know; he has got balls.”

I down what is left of my beer and make my way back to my room. I am still so worked up from this shit; I just need to relax. I lay down on my bed and close my eyes.

Matt knocks on the door.

“Yes, Matty.”

“Bro, there is someone to see you.”

“Seriously? Is that asshole back? Does he want me to smash the other side off his face?”

I am startled at the voice coming from the other side of the door. “Soldier, is that how you greet all your guests?”

“Ana!” I jump off the bed and go to open it for her. My face lights up, staring at the beauty behind it.

“Ana. What are you doing here?”

“I came to check up on my soldier.”

“Come, come sit down. You have no idea how damn happy I am to see you.”

I close the door behind us and sit down on the bed next to her, where she has taken a seat. I have not even realized until now that I am hopping around without my buddy. It completely slipped my mind that I took it off earlier. She has felt it; I guess she was going to see it sooner or later as well.

“So who are you punching around, soldier boy?”

“Boo, you don’t want to know.”

“I think I have a fairly good idea.”

“Let’s just leave it at that then. So what are you really doing here?”

“I came to see you.”

“But I thought you were not going to want to see me again after you found out about my leg.”

“Soldier, a broken leg is not going to keep me away.”

“But you never replied to any of my messages.”

“Cause Paul rocked up there and was in my damn hair the whole time. If I did not ask him to leave, then he’d still be there now.”

“So, does this man still have a chance with his girl?”

“The soldier never lost his chance.”

“Come here.” I slide her closer to me. “I missed you.”

“Really? What did you miss the much?”

I softly push her hair away from her shoulder and run my lips down the bare of her neck. “I missed that part.”

I slowly move the strap of her top of her shoulder and kiss her there. “And that part.”

I gently pull her top down to expose part of her breast and brush my lips against her naked skin. “And even that part.”

“Soldier, what are you doing?”

“Showing you what I missed.”

I slide my hand up under her top and cup her breast. “And definitely that part.”

I massage her breast in my hand, then take her hard erect nipples between my thumb and finger and gently squeeze. “And that, I have wanted to do that.”

I take my hand and slip it down between the seam of her pants and skin straight into her tiny pair of panties. She whimpers and softly whispers in my ear. “Soldier, you are playing with fire.”

“Boo, let me get burned.”

I enter my finger between her folds and let it glide all the way to her entrance and inside of her. “And this is what I missed the most.”

“My god, soldier, I am so glad you missed that because that feels damn good.”

“Do you want me boo?”

“More than you know.”

I get up to lock the door.

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you what you want.”

“But what about your parents?”

“You will just have to be quiet.”

“And your leg?”

“We will figure it out.”

I pull her pink jersey over her head, and she takes my white shirt off and tosses it to the floor. I reach behind her back; I can feel her body tremble as I reach to unhook the clips of her black lace bra. Her perfectly formed breasts pop out completely exposed. She is an absolute sight to behold.

She pulls my blue denim shorts down from my waist, leaving me in only in my underwear; then she stands up in front of me and starts sliding her tight black pants along with her black lace panties down the curves of her body,

“Boo, you are so beautiful.”

She pushes me back onto the bed and slips my underwear off my leg. We both are completely naked.

“Do you still want me now?”

“Soldier, I want you no matter what you have and don’t.”

I push her back to go lay in the middle of the bed; the satin sheets are soft underneath our skin. I gently spread her legs open wide and position my body on my hands and knee between them.

My erection is hard and throbbing as I position it over her entrance, and in one swift movement, I plunge it inside of her.

“Aaahhh fuck soldier,”

My lips cover hers to muffle her screams. I slightly pull away from her and plunge back deep and fast again.

I keep my length buried deep into her; I pump and pump, faster and faster, not leaving her once. I plunge hard, one, two, three more times. Then I pull away and plunge again, one, two, three more times, then hold.

With our lips covering each other to swallow our screams, I pull away again; with three final thrusts, I plunge and hold. She grabs the sheets and crunches them between her fingers. Our bodies tense and then explode.

My panting body drops down next to hers, our sweaty skin touching against each other. I turn and look into her sparkling eyes; I softly caress her cheek. I see in her eyes what I feel. She pulls the blanket over both of us, and I pull her into my arms. And that is how we fall asleep