My Special Forces Boyfriend Trilogy (4 page)

Alex looked me in the eyes, quickly flashing his boyish smirk. I smiled in return and then brought my hands up to his face, pulling him toward me for a kiss.

We began to kiss passionately and it almost felt like it was our very first time. Something had changed, though, making the dynamic between us feel a little bit different. I was now a woman and he was now a man.

I had so many questions, though...

I gently pushed him away and gazed at him.

“I want to know everything,” I said.

Alex nodded in agreement and then pulled his cock out of my opening. A white river immediately escaped my pussy and poured onto the bed. I sat up, placing my hand gently over it, noticing how sore my womanhood was from having him inside of me.

“I’ll tell you everything,” Alex said, as he picked up his clothes from the floor and began to get dressed.

I stood up and fixed my dress, pulling the upper half back over my breasts and the lower half into its normal position. Then I sat back down on the bed and watched as Alex finished pulling up his jeans. He then took a seat next to me, still shirtless.

“I’ve been all over the world,” he said, as he placed his hand on my lower back, pulling me closer. “I’ve seen the best in humankind and the worst in humankind. I’ve learned how it feels to lose friends. I’ve been taught how to kill and survive in the most extreme conditions. It’s a miracle that I haven’t been injured yet.”

My mouth parted, shocked by the words that were coming out of his mouth. It seemed like just yesterday he was a nerdy kid whose sole interest was playing video games.

“That’s really all there is to it,” he said. “Most of the details of my work are confidential.”

The look on my face turned to one of disappointment.

“That’s it?” I asked. “That’s all you’re going to tell me?”

Alex nodded his head.

“That’s really all I
can
tell you, Lindsey,” he said. “You don’t need to know the details anyway. It would only stress you out.”

I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling the heat as it radiated off of his body.

“Well, you’re not going back, are you?” I asked. “You’re done with the military, right?”

Alex was silent for a moment and I immediately knew what that meant.

“I’m leaving to go on another tour soon, Lindsey,” he responded. “I’m a Special Forces soldier. This is a career, not a four-year stint to pay for college. It’s who I am now.”

But...Alex...your seed is inside of me...what if I actually do get pregnant?

I could hear the pain in his voice as he spoke, though, so I decided not to mention anything about that. Instead, I just placed my hand on his back and closed my eyes, trying to fight back the emotion inside of me.

“I don’t know when I’ll be able to come home again, Lindsey,” he said. “So you don’t have to wait for me this time...I’d understand if you didn’t want to.”

As I listened, tears began to fill my eyes.

“Alex...” I whispered. “I’ll wait for you again. I promise.”

Then I squeezed him tightly and instantly began to wonder if that would be a promise I’d actually be able to keep...

E
ight years went by. I never heard from Alex. I tried to contact the military and ask them if he was okay, but because Alex was a Special Forces officer, they were never able to give me any information. They always just told me the same old thing:

“It’s confidential.”

They said that if I had been his wife, then they would have at least been able to tell me whether or not he was alive, but since I was just his friend, there was nothing that they could do.

I wasn’t necessarily angry, just worried. I pictured Alex on some mission somewhere overseas, getting captured by the enemy and tortured for information. It was the first thing I always imagined, but I prayed that I was wrong.

But all of my personal concerns for Alex seemed small at that point in my life. I had other, more immediate concerns.

My son, Ryan, was turning seven years old. And my amazing husband, William, and I were celebrating our seventh wedding anniversary. On the surface, these two facts seem pretty ordinary. But I was filled with secrets.

William and I had met just a month after Alex and I’s first time having sex in the dorm room. At that point, I already knew that I was pregnant with Alex’s child. A missed period and a positive pregnancy test were the only proof that I needed. I decided not to tell William about it, though. If he had known that I was pregnant with another man’s child, he probably wouldn’t have had anything to do with me.

But the months went by and my pregnancy became obvious. My growing belly was something that I couldn’t hide. So eventually I told William that he and I were going to be parents. He, of course, assumed that the child was his and I wasn’t going to tell him otherwise.

The week after giving William the news, he proposed to me and I said yes. I had promised Alex that I would wait for him, but I couldn’t keep my promise. I had no idea when or if I would ever actually see him again and I needed to make sure that my child was taken care of.

So William and I started our life together. I had Ryan during the summer after my sophomore year of college. I was able to finish school, which turned out to be difficult with a newborn, but afterwards William and I moved back to my hometown, where he found a job and I became a stay-at-home mom.

Life had changed so much in just eight years. But despite my current, happy life as a wife and mom, my thoughts were still on Alex, wondering where he was and what he was doing, hoping that he was okay.

***

“H
oney, are you almost ready? I just finished dropping Ryan off at your mom’s house. He was really excited to spend the night at his grandmas,” William said, as he stepped into the bedroom where I was still trying to decide what to wear that night.

“He does love his grandma,” I said, smiling. “Thanks for taking him over there. I’m going to miss him, but it’s just one night I guess.”

William nodded in agreement.

“Yes, it’s just one evening, Lindsey,” he responded. “Now, come on, we’re going to be late if you don’t hurry.”

I glanced at the clock on the wall and then turned back toward William.

“Babe, we don’t have to go to this thing if you don’t want to,” I said. “I mean I probably won’t recognize anybody there anyway.”

William stepped across the room and placed his hands on my hips, looking me in the eyes with a warm smile.

“Lindsey, it’s your ten-year high school reunion. You have to go. It would be weird if you didn’t,” he said.

I sighed, my heart sinking a little bit. I knew he was right, but I just didn’t like the idea of going to my high school reunion when I knew Alex wasn’t going to be there with me. He was my everything in high school and the thought of being there without him just didn’t feel right.

“Now, come on,” William said. “Get a dress on and let’s go. It’ll be fun.”

William’s positivity and encouragement was hard to argue, so I hesitantly nodded my head in agreement and then stepped to the closet to find a dress to wear.

“I guess you’re right,” I said. “Give me a couple of minutes to get ready and I’ll meet you in the car.”

William smiled, his face lighting up. Then he turned and headed out of the bedroom, making his way downstairs and out the front door. I was left in the quiet of the room, standing in my black bra and panties in front of the large mirror that was hung above the dresser.

“Oh, Alex,” I whispered, as tears began to fill my eyes. “Where are you?”

I took a long, deep breath and did my best to swallow back my emotions. Then I stepped to the closet and began digging through it, looking for something to wear for the evening.

The first dress that caught my eye was a short navy blue one, hung at the very end. I grabbed it immediately and held it in the air. It was the same one that I had worn when Alex and I had first had sex in my dorm room, all of those years ago. I had kept it as a sort of memoire; a reminder of he and I’s first time, when both of our innocence was lost.

I sighed and then hung it back up in the closet, tucking it in the very back this time so that I didn’t have to see it again. Then I grabbed a simple, but tight and sexy, black dress that William had bought for me the previous year for our wedding anniversary.

“This will look great,” I said, as I pulled it down off of the hangar.

I then stepped back over to the mirror and slipped it on. It fit snugly over my hips and my large breasts filled the cups completely, making my cleavage look amazing.

The dress fell a few inches below my butt, which was a little shorter than what I was used to wearing, but I didn’t mind the idea of impressing some of my old classmates with my still-athletic body. I figured that I spent an hour in the gym every day and there was nothing wrong with showing off all of my hard work.

Pleased with the way the dress fit, I sprayed on some perfume and then went to work on my hair, pulling a brush through it. After that, I used a curling iron to curl the ends. It gave me a casual yet elegant look; one that I thought would suit my high school reunion perfectly.

I still didn’t really want to go, though, despite William’s encouragement. But I knew that he would just pressure me until I got it over with, so I took another deep breath as I put on my pearl necklace and bracelet.

Okay, let’s just do this and get back home. It’s just a ten-year reunion and then I won’t have to worry about it again...or at least for another ten years.

After giving myself a little pep talk, I turned and stepped out of my room, making my way outside to meet William in the car.

***

W
e drove for almost an hour and I was silent for most of the ride. Anxiety filled my body as I imagined seeing all of the people that I had graduated high school with. I wondered who would remember me and if I’d be able to recognize any faces. But most of all, I wondered what it would have been like if I was riding to the reunion with Alex instead of William. It’s what everyone had always imagined would happen with Alex and I. We were high school sweethearts, inseparable. People were definitely going to be asking me what happened to him and unfortunately, I wouldn’t have an answer.

Finally, we pulled up to the restaurant. It was an expensive sushi place; located right in the heart of the city, a place that William had never taken me before. William drove our SUV up to the front and a valet attendant opened the passenger door for me.

“Good evening, Ma’am,” he said, motioning for me to step outside.

I smiled and nodded, doing my best to hide my nervousness. William stepped out of the car and approached me from the side, taking my hand and squeezing it affectionately.

“You ready, baby?” he asked.

I looked through the windows of the building ahead of us. It was completely packed with people and I immediately recognized a few faces.

“Wow, did they rent out the entire restaurant?” I asked. “This place is packed and I’m guessing that most of these people are here for the reunion.”

William started walking and I hesitated at first. I practically wanted to turn back. High school only reminded me of Alex and any thought of Alex only brought pain and confusion.

“Come on, honey,” William said, pulling on my hand.

I faked a smile and nodded.

“Yeah, let’s get in there,” I said, with nervousness in my voice.

I followed William’s lead to the front door and we stepped inside. To the left, the restaurant had put together numerous tables, in order to accommodate our reunion. We didn’t even have a chance to be greeted by the hostess before I heard a familiar voice call out from the crowd of people.

“Lindsey!” the girl’s voice said, shrieking above the noise of the restaurant. “Oh, my God, Lindsey.”

I glanced over, to see my old best friend, Dana, waving frantically from across the room in an effort to get my attention. It put a smile on my face immediately and I dropped William’s hand to run up and give her a hug.

“Eeeeek!” she squealed, as we embraced, squeezing each other tightly.

I held her for a moment and then pulled away, looking her over.

“My God, Dana,” I said. “You haven’t aged a minute since graduation.”

Dana rolled her eyes and then playfully punched me on the shoulder.

“Whatever,” she said, jokingly. “You’re trying to tell me that three kids didn’t change me?”

My eyes widened in response.

“You have three kids?” I asked. “That’s so awesome, Dana! I have a little one of my own! We have so much catching up to do.”

Dana nodded in agreement and then grabbed my hand. She then looked behind me to where William was standing.

“Where’s Alex?” Dana whispered. “I thought for sure you’d be here with Alex.”

I shrugged my shoulders.

“I haven’t seen Alex since my sophomore year of college,” I responded. “He left for war and nobody has heard from his since.”

Dana’s face turned pale.

“You’re kidding me,” she said quietly, trying to keep William from hearing. “I thought you guys would be together forever.”

I nodded slowly.

“You’re not the only one,” I said. “But things happen and sometimes life is bigger than we are, you know? Besides, my life is actually pretty amazing. Speaking of which, I want to introduce you to my husband, William.”

I turned around and motioned William to step close to me. He approached Dana and held out his hand.

“Dana, this is William,” I said. “We met in college and have been happily married with one kiddo ever since.”

They shook hands, a confused look still on Dana’s face. She was in total shock and I was sure that a lot of people would respond the same way when they found out that Alex and I were no longer together.

“Good to meet you, Dana,” William said. “It’s nice to meet one of Lindsey’s friends from her youth. She talks so much about her high school days and it’s nice to be able to put a face to a name.”

Dana smiled and nodded in agreement.

“Definitely,” she said. “It’s nice to meet you also, William. Now, let’s get to the party.”