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Days passed, but the memory of my encounter with Sergeant Brad kept haunting me. Every time I saw my husband in his uniform, all I could think about was the way Brad had taken me in the middle of the parade square. I knew I had to have more of him.

So, I devised a plan to meet Brad again. I went to the camp one night, dressed in a tight black dress that showed off my curves and pushed up my breasts. I knew that it would catch Brad's attention, and I was not wrong. As soon as he saw me, his eyes widened with desire, and he walked towards me.

"Hey there, gorgeous," he said in a low voice.

"Hey, Sergeant," I replied, my voice dripping with lust.

"I see you're still thinking about our little encounter," he said with a grin.

"I can't stop thinking about it," I replied, biting my lip.

"Well, then, why don't we make some new memories?" he said, grabbing my hand and leading me towards his barracks.

Once we were inside, he pushed me against the wall and began kissing me with a ferocity that left me breathless. His hands were all over me, pulling at my dress and exposing my bare skin. I could feel his hardness pressing against me, and I knew that I wanted him again.

"Take me, Brad," I whispered in his ear. "I want you."

He responded by lifting me up and carrying me to his bed. He ripped off my dress and bra, leaving me exposed to his hungry gaze. He licked his lips and then began to explore my body with his mouth. He sucked on my nipples, making me gasp with pleasure, and then moved lower, burying his face between my legs.

I cried out in pleasure as he flicked his tongue over my clit, sending waves of pleasure through me. He pushed his fingers inside me, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter with each passing second. I knew I was going to come soon, but I didn't want it to be over so quickly.

"Stop," I said, pulling away from him. "I want to taste you too."

With that, I pushed him onto his back and began to explore his body with my mouth. I licked his chest, moving lower and lower until I reached his hard cock. I took it into my mouth, sucking and licking it with all the passion I had.

Brad moaned and thrashed beneath me, his fingers digging into the sheets. I could feel him getting close, so I pulled away, straddling him and positioning his cock at my entrance. I lowered myself onto him, taking him deep inside of me. He grabbed my hips and began to thrust up into me, hitting all the right spots and making me scream with pleasure.

"Harder," I moaned, pushing down onto him. "I want it harder."

He complied, slamming into me with all his strength. I could feel the orgasm building inside me, and I knew that I was going to come again. And when I did, it was even more intense than the first time. I screamed out his name as my body convulsed with pleasure, and he followed me over the edge, filling me with his hot cum.

We collapsed onto the bed, both of us panting and sweating. I looked up at him, a smile on my face.

"Same time next week?" I asked.

"Count on it," he replied with a grin. "I'll be ready for you."