Major Mommy

I had been in the service fifteen years after being commissioned after college. I had been promoted to Major and assigned to Germany. I saw myself as very masculine, saw myself as one of the guys and no man was going to accuse me of not having the balls for it. It was during don't ask don't tell and I kept my romances to myself.

I was invited to a poker game, four officers and me. I was totally outclassed and emptied out. I played one last hand I lost and couldn't cover my debt. I was offered one last chance, if I won the hand I would walk away broke but out of debt, but if I lost I had to assume the position and take it up the ass. Rules were rules. I lost.

I put on a straight face, lowered my drawers and adopted the position over the card table. A tube of anal lube came out and I was given the opportunity to lube up. He never went for my ass, straight up my vagina and he came in the first thrust. I swallowed my pride, knowing I had been had and left. Welcome to Germany.

When I realized I was pregnant I went into denial. Month one, month two, month three, month four. There wasn't any escaping what nature had in store for me. I asked for a medical leave of absence. I couldn't face being pregnant in front of the troops. I was given the opportunity to resign my commission. I was 38, unmarried, pretty obvious that I was a dyke. I swallowed hard and stayed the course. My answer when asked was the same, I got fucked.

I had a boy, a healthy baby boy. I got six weeks. I couldn't face breast feeding and I had to find an off base sitter. Whatever image I showed up on base with was long gone. I resigned my commission, took my son and went back home to my mother.