Tricia's Army Sergeant: A Story of Passion & Awakening in Mid-Life by Maura Rossi Page B

command men, run dangerous
operations, manage multimillion dollar equipment and weapons with
confidence, but asking this small lovely woman out had him shaking
in his boots. It was now or never.
    "Maybe we could get together for lunch
sometime?" he continued to hold her hand.
    Her son could barely conceal his disapproval,
shifting restlessly next to his mother.
    "That would be great. I would like that."
    She rewarded him with another dazzling smile.
At that moment he vowed he would have her. She was too beautiful,
too precious to be left to the wolves. She needed him and his body
was letting him know, forcefully, that he needed her.
    They exchanged phone numbers and went in
opposite directions.
    "Took you long enough, old man."
    "Say another word and I will kick your ass,
junior."
    His son burst out laughing and smacked John
on the back. His Dad still had it.

Chapter 2
    Tricia was beyond lonely. The community had
rallied around her after her husband's death. She had plenty of
friends and family to help her get through the tough times. Her
daughter was away at college and her son was in the Army, but both
were very attentive and in constant contact with her. She went out
with friends and kept busy with work.
    So everything was taken care of. At least
that's what it looked like from the outside. She had even had a
couple of dates recently. Everyone who was concerned about her
could see she was progressing normally through the stages of
mourning. But she didn't feel normal. She felt sex-starved.
    No one ever talked about sex. There was no
mention of sex in any of the pamphlets or counseling sessions she
went through. She felt there was something very wrong with her
since that was her major concern. She had never experienced
frustration on this level before.
    At first, of course, it was not an issue. Her
body would become aroused and invariably she would think of her
husband, cry and the feelings would pass. She was used to being
away from him for extended periods of time. Masturbating was not
her thing; she would just wait for him to come home. She never
asked him what he did to get through the time they were apart.
    Cary had been her first and only lover. They
were high school sweethearts. They had a decent marriage and
regular sex. She was not adventurous and he never pushed her. They
were satisfied with their sex life. Now, she regretted taking her
sex life with her husband for granted. As the months passed, and
she realized that she was probably never going to have sex again,
she became very depressed.
    When John appeared in the PX parking lot, her
body lit up. When she hugged him, the feelings of arousal and need
overwhelmed her senses. It took a lot of strength to pull back and
act casual when her heart rate had gone through the roof. She
actually felt wetness in her panties as she was standing and
talking with the man.
    To be fair, her heated response to John
wasn't just because she was sex-starved. John was tremendously
attractive; what the girls at work would call hot. He was about six
foot three with the body of a young man. He obviously worked out
because his chest and arms were solid and defined. One of her
neighbors pointed out his great ass, trim waist and wide shoulders
repeatedly during the time he was assigned to her. He had Army
short hair with a touch of gray and smiling green eyes. She even
liked his hands, which were thick and muscled with long
fingers.
    Tricia had it bad for John. She prayed he
would call her for lunch.
    ***
    John didn't know how long to wait before
calling. He had been casual about the lunch invitation. But now he
wanted to know when he was going to see her again. The only way to
know was to call. He called her that night.
    "Hi Tricia, it's John."
    "Oh hi, John. How are you?"
    "I'm fine, thanks. How are you?
    "Just fine. A bit tired from shopping."
    John felt his nerves starting to work over
his stomach. His mind was racing over what to say while his body
recalled the feeling of her soft