1. Becky's Marine part 7


    Date: 9/27/2016, Categories: Fiction, Job / Office Sex, Non-Erotic, Romance, Author: Betrayer_of_Skalathrax, Source: sexstories.com

    Chapter 7 It had been 4 months since returning from California and, although we weren't officially dating, Becky and I were exclusive. I must admit it was strange that I hadn't asked her officially, yet something told me it had to be done right and that required planning. Carl was glad to have me back and I had to bail him out of a bad spot with his latest romantic interest's brother. Carl and I had talked with him and Carl manned up and backed off. I was sitting at work, having just returned from running my afternoon jet fuel samples when Becky texted me. From Becky: Where are you? To Becky: Work, where are you? From Becky: Your house with Carl. To Becky: If he gets frisky let me know. I'll kick his ass. Lol From Becky: He said you couldn't if you tried. To Becky: I did it before and I'll do it again. From Becky: When did you kick his ass? To Becky: A few years back, he kissed the woman of a good friend and was about to get his ass beat, so I beat his ass instead. From Becky: Such a good friend... To Becky: He would have gotten much worse from the other guy. We should have won an Oscar for that performance. From Becky: Lol. When will you be home? This bed is awfully empty without you.. To Becky: I'll be home around 6. I gotta go, I'll call you in a bit. From Becky: Love you, be safe! I couldn't reply. We had gotten an alarm on the board that a pump had shut down so we raced outside to get it started again. 30 minutes later and with the pump back online, I went to the ...
    smoke shack to call Becky. "Hey you" she said answering on the 2nd ring. "Hey babe, how are you?" "Ok I guess, just waiting for my man to come home so I can fuck his brains out." "Well make sure to he cleans the mess up when he is finished with you, I don't want to come home to any evidence." I joked. We both laughed and continued to chat. After a few minutes I heard the board operator on the radio. "Hey guys, just a heads up, the furnace is bogging so stay away from it for a bit." "What was that?" Becky asked. "Just a heads up that he is having trouble with the furnace." "Do you need to go?" "No, nothing I can do about it." Another few minutes of chatting and we hung up. I went back to the shelter and was working on some paperwork when the worst possible thing happened. A large explosion rocked the plant. Alarms and sirens began to blare and, like we were trained to do, we gathered our gear and raced outside. Opening the door was like stepping into hell. 50 yards in front of me was a raging inferno, with flames licking the tallest pipes in the pipe rack 25 feet above the ground and smoke as black as night rising ever higher in the afternoon sky. I raced from fire monitor to fire monitor, setting them up and turning them on before moving to the next. Fire trucks from the refinery showed up moments later, followed by local firefighters. We grabbed a hose and started to try and contain the blaze. The heat was so intense that we had to keep a food distance back. Radio chatter had ...
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