A Warrior's Revenge

"This is one hell of a man, he is kind, sweet, gentle and loving. He is as tough as nails and a fearless fighter. He is very intelligent yet he still has many boyish qualities.

"Please forgive me if I seem a bit prejudiced, I can't help it, I love him with all my heart. May I introduce my sweet husband, Captain Travis Pennington Murphy, United states Marine Corps."

Travis walked to her and kissed her soundly, he turned to the audience. He looked at the audience, "WOW! I have absolutely no idea of why I am here." He turned and watched her walk to where the others were seated. He looked back at the audience, "I wanted to say a few word to try and tell you who I am. My wife probably said all that needs to be said.

"My uncle left me this company in his will. I have known for years that this would happen and I have tried to prepare myself in my own way. I did not attempt to learn this job specifically, but to train myself as an administrator who could function in any circumstance that might arise. I have filled many jobs as a Marine. All were as a leader, from Assistant Platoon Leader, Platoon Leader to Company Executive Officer and Company Commander. I have learned that one man cannot do it all. The only way any leader can succeed is to delegate authority.

"I am not sure at this time that I want to be President of this company. From the very first time my uncle told me I would inherit this company he made if perfectly clear that I had a tremendous obligation that went with it. He told me this, 'You do not own all the people that work for the company. They own you because you are responsible for providing them a good stable job. You are responsible for insuring that those jobs are safe, and provide the necessities of the life Americans need, a decent wage that a man can live on and care for a family with a good home. If you are not able to this, be man enough to admit it and find such a man to run it for you. It remains your responsibility to insure this is carried out."

"Like I said, no one man can do it himself. Each employee can help ensure that this company remains profitable by doing his best to do his job the way he would want it done if he owned the company. If a man can find a better way of doing his job it is HIS responsibility to bring that information to the attention of his immediate supervisor. If that super doesn't act on it in some way, it is the responsibility of the employee to leave a message in the suggestion box. There will be bonuses for any suggestion that is used."

He looked over the audience, then turned and motioned for Faith to come to him. He looked back to the people seated in the audience. "I just wanted to see if you were all still awake. We will now answer any reasonable questions you may have."

Everyone clapped. One man in the rear said loudly, "Sir, is your wife as hot as she looks."

Travis looked at him and smiled, "That is not exactly the type of question I had in mind. Actually it is far more interesting than what I thought someone would ask. Let me say this, when this prim and proper business executive gets home and changes into her jeans or a Bikini she is much hotter than you could believe. That is why I look so tired all the time."

Faith turned to him and buried her face against his chest. The audience could see her shoulders heaving, then she turned and what they that the sobs were really laughing. She smiled, "Girls, if I am really hot, that," she said pointing at Travis, "is what makes me so damned hot."

The cheering was spiked with yells and whistles. Travis held up his hands, there was an immediate hush. "Folks I must now introduce my sweet mother, Sandy Pennington Murphy Bradley and her new husband Col. Hank Bradley. If there is a real problem, my door is not always open because my wife works beside me. Thank all of you for your attention, NOW GET BACK TO WORK!"

That evening Travis and Faith were cuddling and watching TV when Travis turned down the sound and looked at his wife, "Honey, what am I going to do about Alan Freed? Sandy says he has no private life to speak of, he doesn't date or have many friends, his job is his whole life. I can't destroy him because he was in love with you and was trying get you for himself. He wasn't very fair about it, but you know the old saying about 'all's fair in love and war'."

"Trav, Baby, I didn't know he felt that way about me. He never asked for a date, he was always just hanging around and stuff. Everyone thought he was a bit weird, I actually thought he had the hots for Nancy, my sister. Why don't you just let it go, or maybe just talk to him?"

"I'll think about it, Sally says he gets excellent performance ratings. We will see what happens."

Travis grinned, "Are you sure you didn't have an idea he was very attracted to you?"

"Travis, my Love, you may not believe this, and I don't want you to think I am bragging or that I am conceited, but most of the guys I see during any day are attracted to me. I really don't pay much attention to it unless I am very attracted to the guy."

"How many guys are you attracted to each day?"

"Lately, my Love, just one, you."

"OH!"

Travis looked at Faith and pulled her hand to his lap, "Wanna feel how attracted to you I am?"

"Mmmm, Yes! I can feel that, can I see it?"

"Well of course you can, it belongs to you doesn't it?"

"Gee! I guess it does. In that case please bring it over to our big bed. I haven't checked on him since this morning. You told me he needs a lot of attention a couple of times a day to stay in good condition, right?"

"Right, sounds good to me."

Faith smiled, "I think he need a little work out to keep him in good shape. What do you think?"

"I agree, a little exercise never hurt any cock."

"True, and getting your balls to make a fresh load of baby seed has to help too."

They were both nude on the huge bed by then. Faith was on her back with her arms and legs stretched wide to welcome her lover. Travis plunged his face between her legs with his tongue running upward along her upper thigh toward her wet pussy. Faith's pubic area as smooth as a baby's bottom, she knew that running a tongue across a stubble was not pleasant and she was smooth for him. She had had her pubic hair removed several years ago by the doctors she worked for, She was totally hairless below her eyes.

Travis' mouth was now covering her whole puss and his tongue was delving as far inside her as he could. She had let a few guys eat her out but none of them came close to what Travis did. He took sex to a new level and she was aware that the prime reason was his love for her insured that he never thought of his own pleasure. He knew she would please him when she was pleased. She also knew that her love for him made his touch totally different from any other. She knew he could bring her to wonderful orgasm with a gentle sweet kiss to her lips. No one ever came close to doing that. For Travis, she knew her lips, clit, nipples and other special spots were hard wired directly to the center of her being. A tender little touch from him could send a charge of joy directly to her core, setting off an explosion of ecstasy. She knew no other person could do that for her.

She looked down and saw his poor face and tears flooded from both of her eyes. She noticed that his left eye was not completely closed. She went cold. "Honey! Please close your eyes for a minute."

"They are closed tightly now, Faith, why do you want them closed?"

"Did you know that your left eyelid doesn't close all the way?"

"NO, I thought it closed all the way, it feels like it does."

Travis felt a slight pressure on his left eyelid. The pressure pulled the eyelid downward. He heard faith whisper, "Now it is closed. Open your eyes and close them again." He saw Faith's lovely face with furrows between her brows, then he closed his eyes again.

He heard her sweet soft voice say, "Squeeze your eyes shut as tight as you can, Honey."

"OK.

"It stays open almost a quarter of an inch, I never noticed that before. I wonder why? We will have to mention that to the doctors. Don't let me forget, OK?"

"I love you Sugar. I hope you are not disgusted because my eye stays partly open when I sleep."

"WHAT? I love YOU, all of you. It is kind'a cute in a way, it's like you are peeking at me while you sleep."

"Of course I am, when a man has a wife as stunningly beautiful as you are it is prudent to keep an eye on her all the time. I think I'll have the Docs fix the other eye to match. I need to keep both eyes on you."

Faith giggled, "You never need to worry about me, Honey, I belong to you, body and soul."