Changing of the guard

Deep in comfortable sleep, you hadn't awoken when Garcia got up, changed back into her clothes, and briefed her replacement. By the time you woke up, she was gone, replaced by Mills, who was already changing into the correct uniform. That is, she was stripping off most of her clothes. Normally you'd be a little upset about being woken up in the middle of the night, however being woken by the sight of a gorgeous woman taking off her clothes is pleasant enough to make you not mind. You turn on the gentle light of your bedside lamp and watch the confident woman shed her clothes. Once she is in nothing but her tight shirt, socks, and army green panties, she stands and salutes. "Lieutenant Mills, reporting for duty, sir."

You return the salute. "Prepare for your inspection soldier." You clear your throat, "Attention!" She snaps to attention, just as quickly and effectively as Garcia. She holds herself still, but in a casual, practiced way, as if being ramrod straight was her more natural state. You walk a circle around her, admiring her ass, which is smaller that Garcia's and formed from hours of doing squats in the gym. Likewise, her legs are toned and athletic. You run a hand from her muscular calfs, up her thighs, to her butt. "You must work out quite a bit," you remark to her.

"Yes, sir. Got to keep yourself in fighting shape. Especially now."

"Well keep it up. Make sure you and your squad use the gym here in the building. It's small but better than nothing," you tell her.

"Of course, sir. I've already taken a look. Perhaps we can make a mission of getting some more equipment?"

You consider her request. Should be safe and easy enough. "Excellent idea. We can plan a mission for that tomorrow." You reach under her shirt from behind. Her stomach is hard and lean, her core is very strong without being at the point of a six pack. You reach up further, going under her bra to grab her larger breasts. "Do you feel uncomfortable, Mills?"

"Not at all, sir. You've given me and my soldiers a place to stay, food, and even hot showers. I'd be happy to do what you asked even if I wasn't your equipment." Looks like she is the total opposite of Garcia in that regard.

"Very interesting. Tell me more."

"Sex is just another weapon in my arsenal, sir. Back on one of my deployments, we were stuck out on a tiny FOB for weeks, and morale was really low, so I let my men gangbang me. It brought everyone's spirits back up." She has a ghost of a smile on her lips as she remembers the event. "I won't lie to you either, sir, I enjoyed it just as much as my men did. Maybe even a little more."

You smile. "Oh, I think you'll fit in here just fine," you tell her.