Yvonne Makin’s House of Fun – (27) Voyeurs, Swingers and Soldiers (Part 11)
“Right soldier I need you upstairs double quick time” Geoff ordered
“Yes sir” she replied coming to attention
“But I need to report to the Quartermaster stores first”
“I need to change out of my dress uniform sir” she retorted
“But I love you in that uniform” he whispered
“And you’ll love me in the next one” she quietly replied
“Ok private report to the Quartermaster and draw your battledress” he barked “and report back to me on the double”
“Yes sir” she replied and marched out.
Geoff followed her out into the corridor and watched her march back to the costume department and he said to himself
“God I love my girl in a uniform”
He thought as they were walking back to the Costume Department, he didn’t care if it was or wasn’t a man thing but he knew it was a Geoff thing and it was a Polly thing because he’d heard her go on about fireman a lot and generally had a wistful look in her eye when doing so.
But what he knew for certain sure was when Polly Russell was dressed in a uniform she was Phwoah.
He waited with nervous anticipation in the hall wondering what
Polly had in store for him next and he could feel the first tingles of arousal at the prospect of unwrapping her, when she suddenly appeared and Polly’s uniform was well, as uniforms go not the sexiest, it wasn’t the tailored skirt and tunic, with shiny brass buttons and polished belt, peaked cap and seamed stockings.
It was yomping boots, combat trousers, battle dress jacket, and beret, although he was still hoping for khaki knickers.
But he thought a uniform is a uniform and at the end of the day it was Polly inside it.
“Come on then soldier back to HQ” he ordered
“Yes sir” she replied
When they got to their room he opened the door and let Polly inside and as soon as they got inside she bent down and began unlacing her boots.
He sat on the end of the bed and looked at her and said
“Don’t stop there private”
“Sir” she said and moved to remove her beret.
“No! That stays” he barked
“Yes sir” she complied and removed her belt instead, followed by her battledress and combat trousers.
“That will do for now” he said after she removed her socks and she stood in front of him wearing only a Khaki vest, matching boxer shorts and dog tags around her neck and of course her beret.
Geoff was very aroused and as he looked at Polly he could see that she was too, under her vest her nipples stood proud on her unfettered breasts and there was a growing damp patch on the crotch of her boxers.
Polly was also fidgety, constantly transferring her weight from one foot to the other.
“Are you ready to go on manoeuvres?” he asked
“Yes sir” she barked “I’m ready sir”
“Then we’d better not waste any more time then” he said and she walked towards him and they kissed.