“Yes sir. I will make sure they get the message.” she replied.
As I turned to walk away she said. “I heard that you really trained them hard. I am looking for a good trainer. Maybe I could join all of you sometime.”
“Sure Master Sergeant. Let me know when you would like to meet.” I replied as I walked away.
Now all I could think about is what the hell Tiffany and Delores had told her. I was hoping she didn’t know that I had fucked both of them. That could be disastrous for me. I would have to find out tomorrow when I saw them.
The flight went off without a problem. We got back to JBB at 0730 the next morning and to say I was tired was an understatement. All I wanted was some chow, a shower, and sleep.
I walked into the chow hall and ordered an omelet and hash browns. One I got my food I went and sat at a table. The chow hall was divided into an Officer section and an Enlisted section. I didn’t care about any of that so I usually sat where the nearest empty table was.
As I sat down and started devouring my food the Master Sergeant walked in. I saw her out of the corner of my eye as she got a bowl of cereal and some toast. As she turned she saw me and walked over to my table. The place was pretty empty and there were plenty of open tables but she asked if she could join me.
“Of course. Have a seat.”
As she sat down she told me that Tiffany and Delores were stuck in Germany for the next two days due to a mechanical issue on their C-17. She spoke to them and they said to tell me they would see me when they got back.
“Since they won’t be here for a few days I was wondering if you would have time to show me a few workouts. It would be nice to have your knowledge as I can see that you must work out all the time. Tiffany told me you were a power lifter. Is that right?” she asked.
“Yes it is. I have been lifting heavy ever since college where I played linebacker for the University of Iowa. I would be happy to give you a few pointers. I will meet you at the gym tomorrow at 0500.” I said.
We sat and finished our breakfast just chatting about this and that. I was finished and was getting up to leave.
“I am looking forward to a good all over workout tomorrow sir. I will see you at 0500.” she said with a very inviting smile on her face.
“See you then.” I replied as I took my tray to the scullery. What the hell did they tell her I thought to myself as I walked to my room.
I took a shower and fell fast asleep not knowing what tomorrow would bring.
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I got to the gym at 0510. I was a little late but I was off today so it really didn’t matter when I got there. When I walked in I didn’t see the Master Sergeant. I figured she must have changed her mind. I always start my workouts by walking a mile to get my blood flowing. I had been walking for about ten minutes when she got on the treadmill next to me. I looked at her a little disappointed because she was wearing baggy sweats and a baggy sweatshirt.
“Hi sir. Sorry I am late. Had some stuff to do at the hanger this morning. Have you been here long?” she asked.
“Not really and please, my name is John. When we are in here you can call me that. We are both out of uniform and I really don’t care about you acknowledging my rank.” I replied.
“Ok John. I am Miranda. So what are you planning to teach me today?” she asked.
“Well today is my leg day so I am going to do some squats, lunges, and light extensions and curls. Does that sound ok with you?”
“Fine by me.” she replied with a smile.
We started the leg workout and it was pretty intense. The squats were heavy for me and Miranda went pretty heavy as well. Then lunges and we finished with easy leg curls and extensions. The whole time she wore her sweats so I couldn’t really gauge what she looked like under them.
“That was a good workout. I am sweating hard under these sweats.” she said.
“Take them off then.” I replied.
“Maybe.” she said.
We sat down in the rest area to stretch and started talking. Miranda told me she was divorced with two children at home. She was about to retire from the Air Force at the end of this deployment. She also told me she was 41 years old.
“No way you are 41. You look like you are in your early thirties and I mean way early thirties.” I said.
“Thank you very much John. No one has complimented me like that in years.” she said.
As we were stretching Miranda took off her sweatshirt. I was pretty shocked. She was wearing a black spandex sports bra and she had massive breasts. They had to be DD’s. I couldn’t stop staring at her. Her nipples were really thick and were literally sticking out an inch from her breasts. I think I might have been drooling.
“What are you looking at John?” she said smiling at me.
“Sorry Miranda but my god you have big breasts and nipples. I don’t think I have ever seen nipples that big!” I said.