This story will describe the life of Robert David Mathews from his time as a teenager, through prep school, and into military service. If stories involving sex between consenting teenagers, including both straight sex and gay sex, offends you, go back to the Archives and pick a different story for your reading pleasure. There has been minimal research for this story therefore, names, places, dates are mostly fictitious and similarities to real life are coincidental. Some companies and organizations mentioned actually exist, but references to the activities, policies, programs and procedures are fictitious. I was not a SEAL and have limited knowledge of the force. I am writing this story from imagination and a little research, not from personal experience.
My editor, Bill, is a dedicated friend. His improvements in my writing style are greatly appreciated.
Readers, please note! This story describes FICTIONAL missions of the SEAL characters in my story. This author in NO WAY suggests that such missions are actually performed by the US Navy SEALs!!!!
Washington Academy Chapter 33 - Challenges & Wedding Bliss
Robbie had been home for a week, and spent every possible minute with Jennifer. He even attended some of her classes and met all of Jenny Kay's close friends. He enjoyed meeting her friends, but he cherished the time alone with his fiance much more.
Jennifer wanted to get Robbie's input on the wedding plans, but was frustrated when he simply agreed to anything she suggested. She voiced her frustrations, and demanded that he help her with the important decisions. They had already decided that they would have a military wedding with the men and guests wearing their appropriate uniforms. Chaplain Josh Harrington, from Coronado would officiate, along with the priest from St. Thomas Episcopal Church, Fr. Paul Cofield. The date selected was Friday, December 10, 1999. For their honeymoon, Abe and Connie Silverstein had graciously offered the use of their condo on Maui in the Hawaiian Islands, and Robbie and Jennifer had accepted the offer.
"When are you gonna help me make these decisions?" Jenny Kay asked. "It's like you don't care!"
"If you want an honest answer, you're right! I don't care!" Robbie said angrily. "I want to get married, not put on some Hollywood extravaganza! I really don't care what color or flavor of mints we have! I don't care what design of napkins that we have for the cake ceremony! All I care about is marrying you and making some beautiful babies!"
Jennifer was frustrated, but her mother and Marie stepped in.
"Robbie, go see what your Dad's doing!" Marie ordered. After Robbie left, she turned to Jennifer and said, "Men are all the same! They think with the head in their pants, and don't care about fussy things that are important to us! They only want to go to their wedding, get drunk at the reception and then consummate the marriage!"
"Marie's right!" Carol said to her daughter. "We'll help you make the decisions, and then you can tell Robbie what's planned. The most important decision you need to make is how many girls will be bridesmaids. Robbie needs to match your number by calling his friends while he's still home."
Jennifer realized that the two women were right, and made a list of her girlfriends that she wanted to include. She came up with 6 names of girlfriends who she knew would love to be included in her wedding.
When Robbie returned to the family room, he apologized to Jenny Kay. He was pleased when she accepted his apology and asked him to pick six guys to be in his wedding party.
"I've already asked my Dad to be my best man," Robbie admitted. "My picks for my groomsmen are Tracker, Trip, Elwood, Eric Stephens and Dan Tobin. Is that okay?"
"Trip will be the only one not in uniform, but that sounds great to me!" Jenny Kay said.
"Eric won't be in uniform," Robbie said.
"He's a plebe at the George Washington Academy," Marie said. "Hunter Whitestone's a Cadet Third Class too! Didn't you know that?"
"How would I know that?" Robbie asked. His face was lit up with a smile when he thought about Eric and Hunter.
"I keep forgetting that you don't have contact with Guy Stephens or Derrick Harmon anymore," Marie said. "I bet that you don't know that Margaret Brown died of a heart attack, and Vincent Brown only waited six months before marrying Dr. Linda Miller."
"Holy Crap!" Robbie exclaimed. "I should have stayed in touch with Trip and Tracker so I'd know all of the juicy gossip! I bet Eric's getting ready for Hell Week! I'd love to go up there for a quick visit!"
"I have two tests on Friday, so why don't you take your Corvette for a drive up to Traverse City," Jennifer suggested. "Wouldn't you like to see those guys?"
"Are you sure that it's okay?" Robbie asked. He was excited about returning to the Academy that launched his military career.
"Just don't go to Traverse City and hook up with one of those sluts you used to date!" Jennifer ordered. "If you fool around on me, I'll nail your nuts to a tree!"
"JENNIFER!" Carol yelled. "Behave yourself!"
Robbie laughed. He remembered how Jennifer had always been able to control Drew, and loved that she was so open with her feelings. He would never cheat on her! On short leaves from the Navy, he had been in several places where girls were available for casual sex, but he had resisted the temptation.
"I can add Kellie O'Brien if you want to ask Hunter to be a groomsman," Jennifer suggested. "How does that sound? I know that he's a special friend to you."
"That sounds great!" Robbie replied. "When I go to the Academy, I can ask Hunter and Eric! I'd love to see the two coaches, and congratulate Chancellor Brown and his new wife!"
Robbie tried to act interested in the trivial plans for the wedding, but his mind was planning his trip to the Academy. He listened to the three women trying to decide whether to have cashews or mixed nuts, and was dying of boredom.
"Why don't we have peanuts in the shell," Robbie suggested. "We can shell them and throw the shells on the dance floor!"
Jennifer laughed and then told Robbie to get out of the room! She knew that he was trying to be involved, but had reached the limit of his attention span.
Early on Friday morning, Robbie had a quick breakfast and jumped in his Corvette for the trip to Traverse City. He was leaving early so he could spend more time at the Academy and visit longer with his friends. He had taken the advice of Jennifer in wearing his white uniform, and hoped that he could surprise a bunch of people when he arrived. The trip was about 160 miles, and Robbie hoped to make it in 3 hours or less.
He arrived at the front gate of the Academy at 9:00 a.m. and stopped in front of the guard shack. He got out of the car to stretch his legs and was surprised to see Colin Williams, Chief of Campus Security coming out of the booth.
"Robbie!" Colin exclaimed when he recognized the former cadet. "Look at you! A Navy SEAL! I didn't know you were coming here today!"
"I wanted to surprise some people," Robbie admitted while he hugged his friend. "Can I get a visitor's pass?"
"Of course you can!" Colin replied. "You look fantastic! Too bad you chose the SEALs instead of the Marines like I did!"
Robbie laughed and then accepted the pass that would allow him free access to the entire campus. He put the top down on his Corvette and enjoyed the beauty of the manicured lawn and fragrant roses along the winding driveway to the main campus. He stopped in front of the Jefferson Dorm because he wanted to see the dorm room that he slept in when he was a plebe. He walked up the steps to the third floor and got strange looks from several cadets. It had been over three years since he had been there, and he'd be surprised if anyone recognized him.
When he walked into his old dorm room, he recognized the voice of Hunter Whitestone, who was chewing out the unfortunate plebes. He listened to Hunter calling the plebes a bunch of worthless pukes, and held back his laughter.
"It anyone here is a worthless puke, it's YOU!" Robbie said to Hunter.
Hunter wheeled around to confront the source of the nasty comment, and was shocked.
"ROBBIE!" he screamed.
"ROBBIE!" a different voice yelled out.
Robbie braced himself for the greetings from Hunter and Eric Stephens, and hugged his two friends. He was shocked by how much the two guys had grown, and how their voices had changed.
"You need to lighten up on the poor unfortunate plebes!" Robbie said to Hunter. "If you don't, I'll kick your ass!"
Robbie heard a few snickers among the confused plebes, and laughed at the expression on Hunter's face.
"Hey guys, I showed you his picture in the Hall of Heroes!" Eric said to his plebe buddies. "This is Robbie Mathews, and he's the only four time Martial Arts Champion in the history of this Academy!"
Several of the plebes remembered seeing Robbie's picture, and wanted to meet him, but they were intimidated by the size of his muscles.
Robbie looked at the plebes and thought that they all looked short and puny.
He smiled when he remembered what his own body looked like when he was a plebe. He went around the dorm room to meet each plebe and was pleased to see a mixture of sizes and races.
"Does Mr. Stephens know that you're here?" Eric asked. "He and Mr. Harmon will crap when they see that Trident on your uniform! Can I go with you to see them?"
"Who said you could leave this dorm, PLEBE?" Hunter yelled at Eric.
"Either you lighten up on my Little Brother or I'll toss you out that window!" Robbie threatened, but with a smile. "Be his friend, not his enemy," he whispered to Hunter.
"I am," Hunter whispered back to Robbie. "I just put on a show for the other plebes so they don't know that we visit the Storage Room together!"
"That was TMI (Too Much Information)!" Robbie said.
Hunter laughed and gave Eric permission to go with Robbie to see the two coaches. He asked if he could go too, and was pleased when Robbie said he needed to talk to him and Eric in private.
"I'm getting married on December 10th, and I want both of you to stand up for me in the wedding," Robbie said when they were alone in the hallway. "Will you do it?"
"Is it Jennifer Anderson?" Eric asked. When he got the affirmative nod and smile from Robbie, he hugged Robbie and congratulated him on his choice of girls.
"What took you so long?" Hunter asked. "That girl had a 'wide on' for you for as long as I can remember!"
"What's it like to be a SEAL?" Eric asked.
"I love it!" Robbie admitted. "I'm seeing the world, but the places I go you won't find on any tourist brochures!"
"Have you killed anyone?" Eric asked.
Robbie was still shocked by how much Eric had grown and how deep his voice was. He was going to answer when Hunter broke in.
"DON'T YOU EVER ASK HIM ANYTHING LIKE THAT AGAIN!" Hunter screamed at Eric. "IF he did, they deserved it!"
"Sorry, Robbie," Eric said. He hung his head in shame, and wished that he hadn't asked such a personal question.
"Lighten up on him, Hunter," Robbie said. "SEAL missions are secret and very dangerous, and I do what I have to do to survive! I was close with Trip and Tracker, but I'm even closer to the guys on my SEAL team. We depend on each other to stay alive, but some of us get wounded."
"Have you been wounded?" Eric asked. He dreaded the thought of Robbie being injured, and hoped that Robbie would say 'NO'.
Robbie lifted his uniform and turned around. Marie had removed the stitches, but the wound was still fresh.
Eric broke down in tears. He was nauseated when he saw the hole and incision that was necessary to remove the bullet, and hugged Robbie and cried.
"It's okay, Little Brother!" Robbie said. "It's just a scratch!" He tucked his uniform back in and suggested that they go find the two coaches.
"Mr. Stephens is now the Assistant Chancellor," Eric said. "When Chancellor Brown retires, he's gonna get the job!"
"How does it feel to call your Dad, Mr. Stephens?" Robbie asked Eric.
"It sucks, and I mess up a lot!" Eric admitted. "The cadets all rag on me about it when I screw up!"
When Robbie walked into the office area in Washington Hall, he was pleased to see Joyce Carlin behind the desk. She was thrilled to see Robbie, and marveled at how great he looked wearing the Navy SEAL Trident. She gave Robbie a big hug and told him that Chancellor Brown was out of town, but both coaches were in Guy's office.
"You have a visitor," Joyce said when Guy answered the intercom.
"I'm busy right now, but I'll be free in about 15 minutes," Guy replied.
"You'll want to see this visitor RIGHT NOW!" Joyce said before telling Robbie to open the door to the private office and walk in.
"HOLY SHIT!" Guy exclaimed when he recognized Robbie.
Derrick wheeled around and couldn't believe that Robbie had come to visit them. He jumped up and ran to hug his favorite cadet of all time!
After the hugs were exchanged, both coaches wanted to take pictures of Robbie wearing the Trident that still graced their own Navy uniforms. Joyce came in and took the pictures of the coaches with Robbie, and had her own picture taken with the handsome sailor.
Guy asked Joyce, Hunter and Eric to leave his office for a few minutes so he and Derrick could talk "shop" with Robbie about his life as a SEAL.
Neither coach asked any questions that would compromise National Security, but they admitted that they had been keeping tabs on Robbie's progress with friends in the Navy that included David Mathews. They were both thrilled that Robbie and Jennifer were getting married, and proud that Robbie had included Eric and Hunter in his wedding party. Their conversation included discussions of the SEAL training and types of missions that they had been on. They never disclosed actual missions, but they discussed weapons and how they had bonded with their teammates to survive.
"Let's take a tour and then have lunch," Guy suggested. "I'm sure that my son and Hunter are going crazy waiting for you to come out."
Robbie was pleased to see that everything on the campus looked the same as the day he had left for Boot Camp. The grounds were immaculate, and all of the equipment was "state of the art" in every building. Before lunch, they even took a trip down to the lake.
Seeing the area when he and Drew had first kissed brought back sad memories for Robbie. He still missed Drew and wished that his Big Brother could be at the church when he married Jenny Kay.
Derrick Harmon could tell that Robbie was deep in thought, and knew what he was thinking when he said, "Drew's still with you! He's up in heaven smiling right now, and he'll be at your wedding too!"
"Thanks coach," Robbie said. "Without the training that you two gave me, I'd never have made it through to be a SEAL! I owe you both more than I can every repay!"
"We're both proud of you!" Guy said. "Just keep your head down so you live long enough to make some babies with that beautiful fiance of yours!"
After lunch, Robbie spent a few minutes talking to Dr. Linda Miller-Brown. She explained that she kept her maiden name because of her medical practice, and was thrilled that Robbie had come to visit with her.
"I hope that you can make it to my wedding on December 10th," Robbie said. "It'll be a military wedding, but not everyone will be wearing a Navy uniform."
Linda laughed and said that Vince was gaining weight and might have to have his uniform let out or he'd split the seams!
Robbie laughed and excused himself so he could head back down to Detroit. He loved being on the campus, but wanted to be home when Jennifer got out of classes. He said goodbye to everyone and drove his Corvette away from the Academy. He had a warm feeling; his trip had been fun and enlightening, but missed Jennifer and wanted to hear about the tests that she had taken.
When he arrived at his home, he was surprised to see Jennifer's Impala in the driveway along with the Mercedes that he knew was owned by her parents. He ran into the house and was met by Jennifer at the door.
"I heard that red rocket coming up the driveway and wanted to get a quick kiss," Jennifer said to Robbie. She hugged him and asked him about his trip to the Academy.
"I'll tell you later," Robbie said. "I want to know if my fiance passed her tests today! You need to graduate so you can support me if I leave the Navy!"
"So, you're just marrying me for my money?" Jenny Kay teased.
"That's right!" Robbie replied with a smile. "I want all of your money and both of these too!" He grabbed Jennifer's breasts and loved how firm they were.
Jennifer wasn't going to let Robbie get away with a "cheap feel" and grabbed him by the balls.
"After December 10th, I'm gonna own these, and if you screw up, I'll have them bronzed!" She said.
"Easy babe!" Robbie said in obvious discomfort. "I'll be a eunuch if you don't stop squeezing the family jewels!"
Jennifer laughed and let go of Robbie's nuts so they could get ready for supper. During the meal, Jennifer described her classes and the tests, and Robbie talked about his visit to the Academy. They were enjoying the conversation when Robbie's pager started to beep.
"SHIT!" Robbie exclaimed when he recognized the toll free number.
"NO!" Jennifer screamed. "THEY CAN'T MAKE YOU GO BACK SO SOON!"
"Use my office!" David said to his son. He knew that SEALs always had to carry the emergency beeper, and were required to call the number displayed immediately.
Jennifer wanted to follow Robbie into David's office, but Marie stopped her.
"This is part of being in love with a SEAL," Marie said to Jennifer. "Don't make him feel worse by making a scene! I'm sure that he'll have to leave immediately, so brace yourself and support him!"
Jennifer choked back her emotions and listened to Marie. She knew that Robbie was still sore from his injury, and couldn't understand how the Navy would force him back so soon. Her fears came true when she saw Robbie's face when he came out of the office.
"I have to pack and leave," Robbie said apologetically to Jennifer. "I have to be at Metro Airport in 45 minutes and catch a flight to Norfolk. This really sucks!"
"You have to do your duty!" David said to his son. "You pack and I'll get the car ready. Jennifer, do you want to say goodbye to him here, or at the airport?"
"I'm going with him!" Jennifer said emphatically.
It was a tearful scene when Robbie kissed Jennifer and gave her a big hug. He also hugged his Mom, Dad, and Tom and Carol before running towards the gate to catch his flight.
Jennifer was a basket case on the way back to the Mathews' home. She listened to Marie explain that she would have to get used to emergency calls, but it didn't ease the pain that she felt for Robbie's quick departure.
Robbie made the flight to Norfolk, but didn't have a chance to call Jennifer before he was on a military flight that would make two stops before arriving in Kuwait City, Kuwait. He was exhausted from the long flights, but saw Dan Tobin waiting for him when he left the plane.
"Sorry for screwing up your leave!" Dan apologized. "We've got a hot mission, and we need you!"
Robbie was so tired that he forgot to salute his CO, and quickly apologized and saluted.
"Forget the formalities and let's get you to our Command Center," Dan said after returning the salute.
Robbie grabbed a quick shower and headed for the meeting with Eagle Team. He was used to going without sleep for a long time, and drank coffee to get his mind alert for the briefing meeting. It was another hostage extraction, but this one was in Lebanon, and would start with being dropped from a low-flying aircraft into the Mediterranean Sea. They would swim to shore and head into Beirut, where members of Hezbollah, a Muslim terrorist group, had taken hostage two American contractors from the Halliburton Company. There would be no helicopter extraction available, so the team would have to get the hostages to the shoreline and wait for Wolf Team to arrive with inflatable boats. The extraction would be complete when they were safely aboard a nuclear submarine operating in International Waters.
Robbie forgot his lack of sleep and felt adrenalin flowing through his body.
It was a common experience for all of his teammates before a dangerous mission. Getting ready for a mission was like heading up the first hill of a roller coaster. The anticipation caused all of the SEALs to be "wired" and they soaked up the information presented about the topography of their path to the hostages. They would wear disguises to appear like Muslims, but their weapons would be hidden under the flowing robes. The disguises would include kufis (hats), dishadashas (robes), sandals and fake beards that would be applied once they reached the shoreline. Each SEAL would have to swim with his weapons, navigation equipment, and vacuum-sealed clothing and disguises. This was a dangerous mission because body armor was not included due to the excessive weight and bulk that it would create.
The Eagle Team had two days to prepare for the dangerous mission. They studied the street maps and memorized the locations where Hezbollah was known to frequent. On the night that their mission would begin, an informant had reported that the hostages would be hidden in a shipping crate and taken to Beirut International Airport for a flight to Syria. The team had to act fast to keep the two Americans from falling into the hands of the Syrians.
The mission was completed without any casualties to the Eagle Team, and both hostages were safe. When they got aboard the submarine, the teammates celebrated by playing 'Another One Bites the Dust' and smoking Cuban cigars.
The Navy Commander in charge of the submarine knew what to have ready for the talented SEAL team, and joined them in celebrating a successful mission.
Robbie lost track of all the missions that he had participated in. He never had a chance to call home or send email until the middle of November. He was headed for Guantanamo Bay, Cuba along with Jefferson Davis for a special mission, and used the computer at the base to send email to Jenny Kay and his Mom and Dad. He wanted to call them on the phone, but wasn't allowed due to security reasons. His emails were routed to a series of stations around the world before appearing on the Hotmail accounts of his loved ones.
All messages were censored, so he had to be brief and only say that he loved them and would be home for the wedding.
Commander Nelson Hale met with Robbie and Jefferson to explain their mission. They were headed for Colombia, and were surprised when they learned that Robbie would be the sniper and Jefferson would be the spotter for the assassination of a Colombian drug lord.
"Excuse me Commander, but isn't that a job for the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) or DEA (Drug Enforcement Agency)?" Robbie asked.
"That's what I thought too, but they haven't been able to pull it off," Nelson said. "This drug lord is amassing weapons and money for a coup attempt on the President of Colombia, and we need to stop him before he makes his move. He's the lynch pin and if he falls, his drug empire will collapse."
"Why can't you just bomb the fuck out of him?" Jefferson asked honestly.
"Sending American aircraft over foreign soil isn't politically correct, even if we're doing it with the blessing of the President of Colombia!" Nelson replied.
Robbie and Jefferson were concerned about the risk of being captured or contracting a disease from the jungles of Colombia, but knew that they had to follow orders. They spent the next week learning the topography of the country and the path in and out for their mission.
Robbie wondered if his Dad knew about this mission, and if David would approve of the SEALs being used by the CIA or DEA. He worked on his favorite rifle, the modified Remington Model 700, and made sure it was in perfect working order. He practiced on the long distance range, and was confident that he could make the necessary shot from over 800 meters.
When the mission began, Robbie and Jefferson were dropped off by a helicopter over 100 miles from the mansion where Pablo Gacha was known to be staying. They were lowered by ropes into the dense jungle, and then began their long trek toward their objective. It took two days for them to work their way to a hill overlooking the mansion, and Jefferson used his powerful spotting scope to see what they were facing.
Robbie knew that if anyone shot at the mansion, batteries of 50 caliber machine guns would strafe the jungle. He would have to make the shot and disappear into the jungle or risk being hit by the numerous guns protecting the mansion.
During the time that the two SEALs were surveying the mansion, they had to hide from armed patrols and helicopters that constantly circled around the fortified stronghold of the drug lord. They spent a sleepless night and waited for dawn to make their single shot.
"876 meters," Jefferson whispered to Robbie. "He's the one in the white outfit, getting ready to be served breakfast on the deck."
"No bullet-proof glass to worry about," Robbie whispered. He looked through his powerful scope and adjusted his rifle for the precise distance that Jefferson had given him. He made sure that his body was anchored so his shot wouldn't go astray, and waited for the perfect opportunity.
"That's Carlos Dominguez in the yellow clothes walking outside with him!" Jefferson said. "Carlos is the Number 2 man! Can you take them both?"
Robbie knew the exact number of seconds for the bullet to travel 876 meters, time for racking another shell into the firing chamber, and firing the second shot.
"We were told to avoid collateral damage, but given the green light to take any other targets," Robbie replied. "Let's go for a double hit!"
No silencer was on the sniper rifle, and Robbie knew that two shots would give the guards a better idea of their location. It was a risk, but he and Jefferson decided to take out both targets.
"875 meters," Jefferson said to Robbie. "Green light!"
The jungle echoed with the first of the two shots. Before Carlos Dominguez could react to seeing his boss's head explode, he was hit in the chest and crashed backward on the wood deck.
Robbie and Jefferson didn't wait after Jefferson confirmed the two kills. They immediately ran through the jungle and heard the sounds of 50 caliber bullets tearing into the trees and underbrush. They headed away from the scene, but didn't head directly for the extraction point until it was near nightfall. They heard the helicopters circling the jungle, and suspected that the choppers were equipped with infrared equipment. They hid under downed trees, knowing that their heat signature would be hidden from the sophisticated equipment, and avoided any roads or open areas.
They had traveled for two days, and only had to avoid detection from two search parties of angry Columbians. When they were within 10 miles of their extraction point, disaster struck. The two SEALs were armed with only their 45 caliber semi-automatic pistols because they had torn apart the sniper rifle and scattered the pieces in the jungle along the way towards extraction. The spotting scope had been smashed so no one could use it if it was found. With limited water and out of food, the two men were exhausted, but still in fighting condition. They ran into another search force, and immediately returned the fire directed at them.
Robbie knew that they were outnumbered, and that the men shooting at them had probably radioed their position. He and Jefferson eliminated the 8 fighters, but Jefferson was hit in the side, and they were running low on ammunition. They were forced to take two AK 47's and several clips of ammo from the dead Colombians and head back into the jungle to hide.
"We won't make it to Momma Duck if we don't find a faster way!" Robbie said to Jefferson. "Got any ideas?"
"Leave me and get the fuck out of here!" Jefferson said. He was getting weak from the blood loss, and knew that he couldn't make it another 10 miles.
"I won't leave you!" Robbie replied. "A SEAL never leaves his teammate behind; we've got to come up with a different solution!"
"You're getting married next month!" Jefferson said. "Leave me and get home to Jenny Kay!"
"I've seen pictures of your Momma, and I sure as fuck don't want her slapping the shit out of me for leaving your sorry black ass here in the jungle!" Robbie replied, trying to lift the spirits of his wounded comrade.
"You stupid fucking honkey, leave me here and get your white ass the fuck out of here!" Jefferson ordered.
"If your Momma doesn't slap the shit out of me, she'll sit on me and I'll be crushed!" Robbie teased back. "Where do you get off calling me a fucking honkey, you lazy fucking nigger!"
Jefferson laughed, and it caused the pain in his side to increase. He was shocked that Robbie had dissed him back by calling him a nigger! "I've never heard you use the word nigger before," He said to Robbie.
"You deserve that for what you said to me!" Robbie replied. "I never use that word, but for you, I'll make an exception! Get your lazy ass up! Those Colombians didn't walk here, so let's find their wheels and get closer to Momma Duck!"
Jefferson needed help to get up, but he knew that he would die if he didn't try to get to their extraction point.
They found a pickup truck, and followed a simple path through the jungle that would get them closer to their extraction point. They were within two miles of their goal when their truck was hit by an RPG (Rocket Propelled Grenade). The truck was knocked off the narrow path and rolled over.
Robbie's right arm was broken and he had a deep gash on his head, and Jefferson's right leg suffered the same fate as Robbie's arm. They struggled out of the burning truck and opened fire with the AK 47's that they had taken from the other Colombians. Robbie could only use his left arm, but luck was with them, and they were able to kill all 10 of their attackers. The biggest problem that they now faced was that they were both injured, and had two miles of jungle ahead of them.
"We tried, but we won't make it!" Jefferson said. "I've still got one round in my 45, so you head for Momma Duck, and I'll take care of myself."
"The fuck you will!" Robbie replied angrily. "I'm not leaving you, and give me that 45 or I'll kill you myself! You're my brother, and we're gonna make it! Besides, I need your sorry ass for my wedding, and I don't have a backup for you!"
Robbie was relieved that he still had their radio, and that it worked. He called Momma Duck and gave the simple message, "Baby ducks, quack, quack!"
"Roger baby ducks, quack, quack!" the radio cracked. It was a simple message that the two SEALs would be at the extraction point in 60 minutes.
"Two broken wings!" Robbie added. He knew that the helicopter pilot would understand the message that both SEALs were injured, and special help would be needed to get out of the jungle.
"Two broken and out!" the radio cracked.
Robbie threw down the AK 47 and quickly made a temporary splint for Jefferson's broken right leg. It was a difficult chore with only one useful arm, but Jefferson helped. Robbie didn't have anything to give his buddy for pain, so he quickly lifted Jefferson up on his back, using only his left arm.
"You can't do this," Jefferson moaned. "We'll never make it! Leave me and go to Jennifer!"
"Shut the fuck up!" Robbie ordered. He fought back the pain of his broken arm and head wound, and headed for the extraction point, determined to get out of the jungle alive.
Rasheed Martin was piloting the helicopter, and had his crew on high alert to look for the two injured SEALs. 60 minutes had passed, and no signal had come from the two sailors. The chopper was circling two miles from the extraction point when they saw two enemy helicopters approaching. Rasheed locked on the first enemy chopper and released the air to air missile before doing the same to the second helicopter. Both of the enemy aircraft exploded in huge fireballs and crashed into the jungle.
"Two ducks at 11 o'clock!" John Karnowski announced to his pilot. "Hostiles within 100 meters of the ducks!"
"SMOKE 'EM!" Rasheed yelled to his two gunners.
Robbie was struggling to carry Jefferson to the extraction point when he heard the exploding helicopters. He prayed that the rescue craft wasn't destroyed and then heard the unmistakable sound of a chopper that was getting closer.
Nothing sounds like the roar of 50 caliber Gattling guns when they begin to fire. Some soldiers call them " buzz boxes" because the shells are fired so fast that the casings are a blur when they exit the multiple barrels at a rate of 200 rounds per second or more!
Robbie could hear the jungle disintegrating behind him, and used all of his strength to carry Jefferson the last 100 yards to a tiny clearing in the dense underbrush and trees. Anxiety swept through his body until the Gattling guns stopped firing and he saw the rescue basket being lowered from the chopper. He lowered Jefferson into the basket and then climbed aboard, not wanting to risk a second of time where his life was in danger.
The winch aboard the helicopter got the basket out of the vegetation, and the pilot moved the aircraft to a more secure area. When they were safely aboard the helicopter, Robbie collapsed in total exhaustion. Medics immediately began treating Jefferson and Robbie, and the pilot headed for the safety of a higher elevation.
Robbie lost consciousness, and didn't wake up until he was safely aboard the transport plane that took him and Jefferson to Guantanamo Bay, Cuba. He was in and out of consciousness for two days before waking up in a hospital room at the Naval Base in Cuba. He looked around and was pleased to see Jefferson in the bed next to his, and went back to sleep.
"Have you ever seen two worse 'goldbrickers' in your life?" A familiar voice said. Robbie woke up and tried to clear his vision to see if he was dreaming or not. "Send these two deadbeats out for a little target practice and they lay on their lazy asses so we have to wait on them!" the voice continued.
"Dan!" Robbie exclaimed when he recognized the voice.
"We're all here!" Casey said.
Robbie's vision cleared and he could see that all of his teammates from Eagle Team were in the hospital room with him and Jefferson. His head ached and he couldn't move either arm to salute his lieutenant. His right arm was in a plaster cast, and his left arm was taped to a board so the IV needle wouldn't pull out.
"Can't a guy get some peace and quiet around here?" Jefferson asked. "NURSE! Get these worthless pieces of shit out of here so I can sleep!"
"They won't go away!" Robbie said. "They love to see us when we're helpless! Don't roll over or they'll use you like a nickel whore!"
Jefferson laughed and then moaned in pain. "Please don't make me laugh!" he said. "It makes my side hurt like a bitch!"
"Attention on deck!" Casey yelled when he saw Commander Nelson Hale enter the hospital room.
All of the sailors but Robbie and Jefferson snapped to attention and saluted the Navy officer.
"At ease men!" Nelson said. "I just popped in to spend a little time with these two men to discuss a VERY successful mission!"
"Would you like us to leave, Sir?" Dan asked.
"Of course NOT!" Nelson replied. "You men are a team, and whatever affects one of you, affects all of you! We have confirmed kills on Pablo Gacha and Carlos Dominguez, and the CIA and DEA are thrilled with the news! I'm proud of what you two men have done for our country and Colombia!"
Robbie and Jefferson listened to the Commander describe the news releases from Colombia that identified rebel fighters as the attackers of the Gacha mansion, with no mention of any foreign fighters taking a part in the assassinations.
"I need to tape record this interview so we don't forget any important details," Commander Hale said. He motioned to his aide to start the tape recorder, and asked Robbie and Jefferson to describe their mission.
The teammates of Robbie and Jefferson listened intently to the clinical description of the mission, and were thankful that their buddies made it out alive.
Robbie described the intelligence information that was missing from the pre-mission briefing, notably, the two guard towers, motion sensors, booby traps and the minefield that had to be avoided to get near the mansion.
Jefferson confirmed the two kills by describing where the two bullets had impacted the bodies of the drug lords, and told everyone that Robbie had saved his life by carrying him over two miles through the jungle.
The de-briefing lasted over two hours, and after Commander Hale left, the teammates were left alone to process what had been discussed.
"I want to file charges against Mathews for calling me a fucking nigger!" Jefferson said.
"Is that the first time someone called you that?" Lieutenant Dan Tobin asked. He was surprised that Robbie had called Jefferson that, and wondered if Jefferson was sincere in filing the charges.
"No, but he meant it!" Jefferson replied. "My feelings were hurt!"
Dan knew that something was up! His team was a close-knit group, and NO ONE had ever filed charges because his "feelings were hurt"!
"Come clean you two assholes, or I'll bust both of you down to Seaman Apprentice!" He threatened.
Jefferson laughed, and the pain in his side made him stop. "I might have said something to him before he called me a nigger, but I can't remember what I said."
"I'm gonna break your other leg when I can get out of this bed!" Robbie threatened. "You said, 'You stupid fucking honkey, leave me here and get your white ass the fuck out of here!' I wasn't going to leave you to die in the jungle, so I said, 'If your Momma doesn't slap the shit out of me, she'll sit on me and I'll be crushed!' And then I said, 'Where do you get off calling me a fucking honkey, you lazy fucking nigger!'"
Six SEALs burst into laughter! They knew that Robbie was trying to get Jefferson to the extraction point, and had fought fire with fire in his nasty language. They were impressed that Robbie had not left Jefferson to die, and had risked his own life to save his teammate.
"Thanks for saving my life," Jefferson said to Robbie.
"We're brothers, and I wasn't going home without you!" Robbie replied. "You'd do the same for me!"
"I'm glad you guys didn't add that to your report to Commander Hale," Dan said. "Civilians don't understand how close we are, even though we come from different places and are of different races. This is why we're the best SEAL team in the Navy!"
The six men left the hospital room so Jefferson and Robbie could rest. They talked non-stop about how valuable Robbie had become to the team, and were thankful that he had carried Jefferson out of the jungle.
On November 29th, Robbie and Jefferson were released from the hospital. They were still weak from their ordeal, but were excited when Dan told them that their entire team had been given 30 days of special leave.
Robbie wanted to fly home to Michigan, but finally agreed to spend two days with Jefferson's family in Richmond, Virginia. He knew that Jenny Kay didn't expect him home until December 5th, and knew that Jefferson wanted Robbie to meet his family.
When the taxi dropped them off in front of the Davis home, Jefferson saw his two younger brothers playing in the front yard. The boys screamed to their mother, "MOMMA, JEFFIE'S HOME!" and then ran to greet their oldest brother.
The door of the beautiful home burst open, and a huge black woman ran out of the door to hug her son.
"JEFFIE, WHAT HAPPENED TO YOU?" Jefferson's mother asked while carefully hugging her son. She had tears of joy and shock running down her face when she realized that her son had a broken leg and was in pain. "Excuse my manners, I'm Mary Davis, Jeffie's Momma," she said to Robbie.
"Robbie, this is my Momma and my brothers, Randy and Martin," Jefferson said. "Momma, Robbie saved my life, and I wanted you to meet him!"
"OH, MY GOD!" Mary Davis exclaimed. "Let us help you guys with your sea bags and you can tell me as much as you're allowed to! Your Poppa will be home any minute, and we're having fried chicken, your favorite!"
Momma Davis hugged Robbie and kept thanking him for saving Jeffie's life! She knew that her son couldn't divulge how he was injured, but she was thankful that her son was home safely.
During the huge supper meal, Harold Davis, Jefferson's father controlled the litany of questions from Randy and Martin about how Robbie and Jeffie were injured.
"Robbie had a broken arm and that cut on his head, but he carried me over two miles through the jungle, or I wouldn't be here tonight!" Jefferson said to his family. "That's probably more than I should have shared with you!"
"We're thrilled that you came here with Jeffie," Harold said to Robbie. "We all thank you for saving his life so he can be home with us again. We know that you're getting married soon, and I know that you want to get home fast, but you're our guest as long as you want to be here. You're part of our family now!"
"Thanks," Robbie replied. "Jeffie is like a brother to me and our teammates, and I hope that he will still be able to come to my wedding on the 10th. I know that he's banged up, but if he can make to Michigan, he'll be part of my family too!"
"If you call me Jeffie again, I'll kick your ass!" Jefferson threatened.
"Mary leaned over and cuffed her son on the head and said, "Don't you dare cuss at the supper table! Apologize! Does he cuss like that when he's with you and the other SEALs?"
"I'm sorry!" Jefferson said. His eyes were pleading with Robbie not to divulge the language that all of Eagle Team used when they were together.
"We're all perfect gentlemen when we're together!" Robbie lied. The snickers from Randy and Martin told him that both teenagers knew that he was lying to keep their Momma from hitting Jeffie again! Mary and Harold joined in the laughter, knowing that sailors were notorious for using bad language.
"That was the best meal I've ever eaten!" Robbie said to Mary.
Mary beamed with pride, but tried to remain humble. She told the two sailors to relax in the living room while she cleared the table.
"Would you like a cigar?" Harold asked Robbie and his son. "I love a good cigar after Mary stuffs me with her great cooking!" He offered Robbie and Jeffie a Dutch Masters Panatella from a box of 50 that was on the coffee table in the living room.
"I'll be right back," Robbie said. He went to his sea bag and retrieved a box of 25 Monte Cristo cigars, and handed them to Harold. "This is a gift from me and Jeffie!"
"Oh Sweet Jesus!" Harold exclaimed when he recognized the expensive Cuban cigars that were banned from the United States. He offered to pay Robbie for the cigars, but Robbie refused.
"I have two more boxes for my Dad, and four more for my wedding reception" Robbie admitted. "I bet you can guess where Jeffie and I have spent the last week when we were in the hospital!"
Every time that Robbie called Jefferson, Jeffie, he saw the daggers flying from his buddy's eyes. Every SEAL had a nickname, and he would make sure that his teammates called Jefferson, Jeffie from now on! "I guess that I'm gonna have a new nickname with my team now!" Jefferson said. He knew Robbie would just have to tell their teammates about the name that he had always had with his family.
"What's your nickname?" Harold asked Robbie.
"We call him Mack," Jeffie replied. "He's unbelievable with a Mark 3 knife, just like 'Mack the Knife'! Do you remember that song?" he asked his father.
"I remember the song, and I guess I don't want to hear the details of why you are called 'Mack'," he said to Robbie. "I know that you guys have dangerous jobs, and I thank you for protecting our country!"
"I think that we need to rest soon," Jeffie said to Robbie. "I hope that you'll stay here for a few days, but I know you want to get home to that beautiful girl in Michigan!"
"I won't get food as good when I get home!" Robbie admitted. "That chicken was awesome, and I loved the collard greens and the fried okra! If you don't mind, I'll stay here tomorrow, and won't call Jenny Kay until tomorrow night, or she'll be mad at me. I'm not looking forward to a bunch of women worrying about trivial things like delivery of the mints or napkins! I just want to be married and head for Maui for some real hot loving!"
Jeffie and Harold laughed, and enjoyed the casual chatter that men share when they are relaxing. Robbie knew that Jenny Kay would be upset when she learned that he was going to be wearing a cast on his arm during their wedding, but he couldn't change the facts of life.
"You boys need to rest now!" Mary said after cleaning the kitchen. "Jeffie, show Robbie where the guest room is! Randy, please carry Robbie's sea bag upstairs, and bring back his uniform so I can wash and iron it. It's the least that I can do for bringing Jeffie home alive!"
Robbie was exhausted, and wanted to take a shower to wash off the memories of being in the hospital in Cuba. He was pleased when Randy helped him cover his cast with the special plastic bags that the nurses gave him at Guantanamo Bay. He felt clean and quickly fell asleep in the spacious guest room.
Robbie thoroughly enjoyed the visit with the Davis family, but wanted to call Jenny Kay and let her know that he was coming home early. Harold had insisted that Robbie call from their phone and refused to let him use his AT&T calling card.
"Hello," Jennifer's cheerful voice said when she answered the phone at her parents' home.
"Hi beautiful!" Robbie said.
"Robbie! Where are you? When are you coming home? Don't you dare tell me that you won't be here for our wedding!" Jennifer blurted out.
"I'll be at Metro Airport at 11 o'clock tomorrow morning!" Robbie replied.
Jennifer was relieved that Robbie wasn't calling to say that he was being shipped out and their wedding plans would be ruined. He was coming home early, and she was thrilled.
"I'M SO EXCITED!" Jennifer admitted. "I can't wait to be Mrs. Robbie Mathews!"
"I need to tell you something," Robbie began. "I'm a little banged up, but the important part of me is gonna ROCK YOUR WORLD after we're married!"
"What's wrong?" Jennifer asked. "TELL ME!"
"I've got a broken right arm and a few stitches in the side of my head," Robbie said cautiously. "The bruises and cuts on my face might heal before the 10th, or you can put some makeup on me before the wedding."
"Oh, MY GOD!" Jennifer exclaimed. "Are you sure that we should go through with the wedding? I'll understand if you want to postpone it."
"NOTHING IS GONNA KEEP ME FROM MARRYING YOU AND GETTING INTO YOUR PANTIES!" Robbie exclaimed. "I'm fine! Jefferson is a little banged up too, but he'll be there in spite of his broken leg!"
"Oh, Robbie! I worry all the time about you! I know that you can't tell me what happened, but I don't know what I can do!" Jennifer said.
Robbie and Jennifer talked for 20 minutes before he admitted that he didn't want to run up the phone bill of his host family. He asked Jennifer to call his parents and tell them his flight number and when he would arrive in Detroit.
Jennifer was waiting at the gate when Robbie came down the ramp from the airplane. She was shocked at the way Robbie looked, and cried while she hugged him. She was sobbing on his shoulder when her parents and David and Marie greeted Robbie with hugs. She was angry that Robbie had not been truthful in describing the extent of his injuries, but remembered what Marie had told her about accepting that SEAL duty was VERY dangerous, and not to upset her future husband.
When they reached the Mathews' home, everyone wanted to sit and talk with Robbie about the wedding plans. They all knew that he couldn't tell them how he was injured, but they were all concerned about his obvious pain.
During the rehearsal dinner, Robbie and Jennifer exchanged gifts. Jennifer was thrilled with the earrings that each had three 1/2 carat diamonds, and Robbie loved the gold Rolex watch. They would wear the special gifts during their wedding.
When December 10th arrived, Robbie spent the day at the Mathews' home with his male friends. He loved seeing Tracker, Trip, Hunter and Eric, and the guys relived their times at the Academy. When it was time to leave for the church, the guys carried their uniforms to keep them clean and pressed.
When the wedding started, the church was filled to capacity. After the ushers led the mother of the groom and mother of the bride to their places in the pews, the staccato sound of drums filled the church. Six of the teammates of Robbie marched down the aisle to form an "honor guard" for the procession. Then the groomsmen met the corresponding bridesmaid and walked slowly down the aisle, keeping pace with the beat of the drums.
Robbie was getting more nervous by the second when he saw his Dad bringing Julie Nichols, the Maid of Honor down the aisle. He was thankful that his Dad was with him to give him moral support, and waited to see Jennifer for the first time that day. The flower girl and ring bearer were six-year-old twin children of Julie's and performed their duties flawlessly.
In the Episcopal Church, the traditional Wedding March is not normally used, but Fr. Paul Cofield had made an exception at the request of Jennifer and Robbie. The priest was at the front of the church along with Chaplain Josh Harrington, and the two signaled for the witnesses to stand before the traditional music started and Jennifer and Tom walked down the aisle.
Military uniforms were worn by many of the guests. Eric and Hunter were wearing the blue dress uniforms of the Academy, Tracker was wearing the blue uniform of the Air Force Academy, Dan was wearing the blue uniform of a Navy Lieutenant, David was wearing his blue Navy Captain uniform, and Robbie was wearing his blue Navy uniform. Trip was the only male in the wedding party who was not in uniform, and he wore a dark blue tuxedo.
When Robbie saw Jennifer walking down the aisle with Tom, he fought back tears of joy and started shaking. Jennifer had never looked more beautiful, and was smiling brightly during the slow procession up to the wedding party.
"We are here today to join this man and woman in Holy Matrimony," Chaplain Harrington began. "Who gives this woman to be wed to this man?"
"Her mother, brother and I do," Tom Anderson replied. He gave Jennifer's hand to Robbie and hugged his new son-in-law before turning and walking to stand beside Carol.
The ceremony proceeded without a hitch, and Robbie and Jennifer were married. Jennifer maintained her composure, but Robbie had tears running down his face when the priest said, "What God has joined together, let no man tear asunder! You may now kiss the bride!"
The church erupted with the sounds of cheers and applause for the newly wedded couple! The organist played "Sweet Caroline!" while the happy couple walked down the aisle to the back of the church and then down a passage way that led back towards the front of the church for the wedding photos. Everyone in the wedding party congratulated the happy couple, and prepared for the photographer's work.
Jennifer had told the photographer about the injuries to Robbie and Jefferson, but had refused to authorize any "touching up" of the photos to hide the results of the SEAL mission. She wanted the photos to capture the true circumstances of their marriage, and joked to everyone that she had been the one to cause the broken arm, cuts and bruises on Robbie when he defied her!
The reception was held at the Brookwood Country Club, and included all of the traditional events of tossing the garter, tossing the bouquet, cake cutting and toasts. The guests were treated to a "sit down" meal on elegant china, with crystal glasses, silverware, and champagne.
Robbie and Jennifer circulated around the tables to chat with their guests. They were both enjoying the brief visits and loved seeing all of the special guests. When Jennifer had to use the restroom, Robbie had the opportunity to talk to his Dad alone.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Robbie asked.
"Tell you what, son?" David replied.
"That you aren't really retired from the Navy!" Robbie said.
"What makes you think that?" David asked.
"You've always spent way too much time at work and always seem to know the details of the missions that I've been on," Robbie replied. "When I saw the guys that you work with in their uniforms, the brass would light up the entire State! Burns Security is a front for what you're really doing at work! You're still working for the Pentagon!"
"We have some business security operations," David replied, trying to avoid Robbie's correct assumptions about his "real" job.
"I guess you can't tell me the truth," Robbie said softly. "Why in Michigan and not at the Pentagon?"
"Putting everything in one place isn't smart," David replied. "You already know too much, so let's change the subject or National Security might be compromised."
Robbie hugged his Dad and decided to let the subject drop. He knew his Dad was right in the middle of military activities that involved the Air Force, Army, Navy, and Coast Guard, along with the CIA, DEA, FBI, and other covert operations.
When Jennifer returned from the ladies' room, Robbie was impatient to leave!
His dreams of having sex with Jennifer were going to come true that night, and he didn't want to wait any longer!
After saying goodbye to their guests, the happy couple got into the limousine for the trip to the Conrad Arms Hotel, near Novi, Michigan. The five star hotel had kept the reservation for the Honeymoon Suite under the name of John Smith at Robbie's request. He didn't want any of his friends to know where they would spend the first night of their marriage because his friends loved to pull pranks.
Even though his right arm was still in a cast, Robbie carried Jennifer over the threshold and into the beautiful room. Instead of putting Jennifer down, he carried her to the bed and went to work! He lifted up the beautiful white wedding gown, ripped off her panties and buried his face in her crotch.
Jennifer screamed when Robbie began licking her vagina! She couldn't believe that he didn't wait for her to shower to freshen her private area, but quickly loved what he was doing. She spread her legs wide and allowed Robbie total access to the area that no man had ever invaded.
Robbie was an experienced pussy eater, and knew how to stimulate the outer and inner lips of Jenny Kay's vagina for several minutes before focusing on her clitoris.
When Jenny Kay felt Robbie's tongue stimulate her clit, she moaned her approval of his oral talents. Robbie shoved his tongue against the clit of his lover, and made long and hard strokes to put Jennifer over the top! She screamed when her orgasm began, and writhed around on the bed in total bliss!
Robbie knew that his oral efforts were having the desired effect when Jennifer screamed and grabbed his head to force it even harder against her clit. He continued licking and nibbling on the sensitive nub until Jennifer begged him to stop. He gently finished her off and felt proud for taking his wife to orgasm.
After Jennifer regained her composure she said, "It's my turn now!" She got off the bed and on her knees to pull Robbie's pants down and reveal his rock hard penis. She had never touched a man's cock before, and wanted to suck Robbie off the way he had taken care of her sexual needs. Her girlfriends had given her verbal instructions, but she wasn't prepared for the gag reflex when she opened her mouth and took about half of Robbie's cock in her mouth. She made the mistakes of a "first time" sucker when she gagged and scraped his dick with her teeth.
"Easy babe, or you'll shred Little Robbie" Robbie cautioned his wife. He loved Jennifer for trying to get him off, and told her what felt the best. He wanted the first oral sex to last longer, but his passion overflowed and he warned Jenny Kay that she should stop because he was going to cum!
Jennifer didn't stop, and prepared herself for the first blast of warm cum. She wanted the oral sex to be satisfying for Robbie, but choked when the first rope of cum hit the back of her throat. She fought off the gag reflex and swallowed the blasts of cum that were erupting from Robbie's pulsing member.
Robbie felt his knees getting weak from the intensity of his orgasm, and grabbed the side of the bed to steady him. He watched Jennifer stroking and sucking on his dick, and marveled that she kept swallowing until his orgasm subsided. His dick was getting hypersensitive, so he pulled it out of her mouth and lifted her up for a kiss.
Robbie and Jennifer shared the taste of their own sexual release, and collapsed on the bed to recover their energy.
"That was incredible!" Robbie said. "I can't believe that you did that for me!"
"I've wanted to do that for years!" Jennifer admitted.
"Me too!" Robbie admitted.
"That was the first orgasm that I've ever had from anything other than my finger," she admitted. "Let me freshen up and then I want you to take my virginity!"
"I'm afraid that I'll hurt you," Robbie admitted.
"My girlfriends said that it will hurt and that I'll probably bleed," Jennifer said. "We won't be officially married until this is inside me where it belongs," She said while holding Robbie's cock. "I'll be right back!"
Robbie undressed and waited for Jennifer to come out of the bathroom. He put on some soft music, turned down the lights in the room and opened the drapes to reveal the beautiful lights of the city. When Jennifer came out of the bathroom, she was wearing a snow white "teddy" that left nothing to the imagination!
"GOD, YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL!" Robbie said to his wife. He hugged and kissed her and led her to the bed. He popped the cork on the bottle of champagne, and filled two glasses before offering a toast. "To the most beautiful girl in the world!" He toasted.
"To the most handsome man in the world!" Jennifer replied. After she took a sip of the champagne, she said, "Don't make me wait any longer!"
Robbie coated his throbbing erection with lubricant and lifted the teddy to pull down the lace panties. He lifted Jenny Kay's legs and shoved a pillow under her to achieve the angle that he knew would help in breaking her hymen with the least pain. He pushed the head of his cock past the outer lips of her vagina and forward until he felt the resistance. He pulled back only far enough that his cock was still inside her outer lips and drove his cock forward! The resistance held for a second, and then his throbbing cock ripped through the membrane and deep inside his wife. He expected Jennifer to scream for him to stop, but he was wrong.
"YES, FUCK ME!" She screamed. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him forward until the entire length of his cock was buried in her pussy!
The new couple mated with nearly animalistic motions! Their bodies slapped together and the towel that Robbie had put on the bed was covered with a mixture of their body fluids and a small amount of blood from the torn hymen. They mated until Robbie couldn't hold back, and he screamed when his balls emptied inside his wife for the first time. He continued thrusting until he couldn't take the sensitivity of his satisfied manhood. He waited until his cock went soft, and reluctantly pulled it out of his wife. A flood of semen and blood soaked into the towel, and he knew that he was officially married!
"I'm sorry that I didn't get you off!" Robbie admitted. "I tried to hold back, but I couldn't!"
"You did great!" Jennifer replied. "I didn't expect to climax, because of the pain, but I REALLY loved it! You're a real stud!"
"I love you!" Robbie said.
"I love you more!" Jennifer replied.
Before the night was over, Jennifer had two orgasms from the intense lovemaking, and Robbie had three more of his own. They were officially married, and more in love with each other than ever before!
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