Andy had just moved into his first house. It was only a small house, but he liked it and it was his.

The one thing he was not though was a good gardener. His efforts to make his garden look good were, to say the least, pathetic. He admired his next-door neighbour. Her garden was immaculate.

One hot Saturday, Andy was out in his garden, trying to make it look semi-respectable. His neighbour, Carole, came out and lovingly attended to what he considered was already perfection. He also thought that she was perfection as well, with the mini skirts and tank tops she wore, and her lovely body, which really turned Andy on. Whenever he saw her, his mind went from gardening to getting her in bed. 'I would really like to fuck her,' he thought.

She walked over to the fence. "Good morning," she said. "How are things going with the garden? I know it is not always easy when you have to start from nothing. All the different things you have to consider. Like what kind of soil you have. Then, of course, when you do plant something, does it like lots of sun or not. Also, what kind of compost and how much water does the plant like."

"Good morning," replied Andy. "You are talking Greek to me when you talk about soil types, sun and amounts of water. As for compost, well, I did not know you get different types. Anyway, I thought that was just for the professionals for things like show gardens."

"I see, so you are a bit of a novice when it comes to gardening. At least you try because some people just can't be bothered and let weeds take over. Anyway, it is a hot day, so how about coming round for a nice cold drink, and leave the gardening alone for a bit? It will not run away, I promise," she laughed.

As they sat having a drink, Andy noticed that Carole was crossing and uncrossing her legs very slowly, and what he considered suggestively.

"How about you come round for a Sunday roast tomorrow? That is if you can put up with my miserable attempt at cooking."

"I have smelt your cooking and it does not smell miserable at all. I know from the smell alone, that it is much better than the ration pack, that I use when I go out on a job and my frozen meals at home. If I can't put it in the microwave, then I don't eat it."

After a number of refills of their drinks, it got to be late and Andy decided that he must go home, but he would not forget to come for what he thought would be a lovely roast.

The next day came and Andy couldn't wait to get round to Carole's house. He had even had ideas about what be great for pudding, and it was not peaches and cream. More along the line of Carole's spread legs.

So Andy went around at five o'clock and could smell a lovely aroma as he walked up her driveway. He saw her standing in her kitchen and she seemed to be wearing even less today than she was the day before. She then bent down to check on the roast. Andy just thought to himself that she should stay in that position so he could take her from behind. His cock got hard even thinking about it.

"Hello, Carole. The roast smells great. The last time I had one was when I was living at home."

Soon everything was ready and Carole dished up and they sat down to eat. As they were eating, Carole asked Andy what he did, what his job was. Although he had mentioned ration packs before, it meant nothing to her.

"I am in the army, " he replied. "I went in there straight from school. Actually, I have got up the ranks a bit and am now a sergeant."

"So you see all those sexy women, in uniform. Uniforms really turn me on. You must have had a lot of them in bed. I would love to play sergeant and whatever the rank is beneath him in the bedroom," she said suggestively. "Tell me though, would you take a civilian to bed and give her a good service? I know this civilian needs a good service. What I am asking is, would you fuck me?"

Andy could not believe what he was hearing. He thought about fucking Carole every time he saw her. He did however decide to ignore the question.

"Lovely roast we have here. The butcher must have given you the best cut he had."

"Andrew Miller, I asked you a question and it was not about the bloody roast."

He got up from the table and started to walk around it.

"Private James, are you questioning a Sergeant? Stand up and stand to attention when a sergeant addresses you," he said loudly. . "Right now listen, on the double knickers down, from the waist bend. and stand at ease," he commanded loudly.

Carole was not sure what Andy was doing but assumed it was some kind of sex game so decided to play along.

Andy undid his zip, and with his cock out. "Stand by, stand by and enter," he said loudly. He proceeded to enter Carole's wet, warm and inviting pussy. As he thrust in and out of Carole, she was screaming and when he gave her a good spank, she loved it. She had cum once and was about to again, when just as she did, Andy shot all his cum up inside her.

"Sergeant Miller, that was great. I did say that this civilian needs a good service, didn't I? However, I have a feeling that before long this civilian is going to need a full service again. You will stay the night won't you?"

Andy could hardly believe what he was hearing. " Yes, of course," he replied with a big smile on his face.

After dinner, they sat having drinks and talking. A lot of which was about gardening, with Carole giving Andy tips on how to make his garden look good. As it got late, Carole gave a big, and only she knew fake yawn.

"I think we should be turning in for the night, especially as we both have work tomorrow," suggested Carole. "Before I go to bed I have a shower. Would you like one?"

"Yes please," he replied.

"There is a small problem, though. I only have enough hot water for one shower. Would you mind sharing it with me? You have seen my miserable body, so that will not come as a surprise. It is as miserable as my cooking."

Again Andy could not believe what he was hearing.

"That is easy to answer no, I would not mind sharing a shower with you. Also, your body is not miserable and neither is your cooking. You deserve a good spanking for saying that about your body and cooking. If you were in the army or me in uniform, then I would definitely have to discipline you," he replied in his best sergeant's voice.

"Good, so we shall agree to disagree on the subject of my cooking and body then. I am getting tired, so let's go and have that shower. I wish you were in uniform though. A sergeant giving me a spanking. I would love that."

"I will remember that, Private James," he replied, again in his best and strictest sergeant's voice.

They went to have a shower. Andy being the perfect gentleman, told Carole to enter the shower cubicle first. As they soaped each other, Andy noticed that Carole's nipples were very hard and erect.

"Do you know what I have always wanted, but never had?" she asked.

"No, do tell me, what is that," he replied.

"Okay, but it may sound very ordinary or even mundane to you. That is sex in the shower. I have never had it and would love it," Carole said, looking very bashful and hopeful.

"Well, if you do not ask you do not get," he replied as he picked Carole up to his waist and put his hard cock inside her. As he moved in and out of her, he also bent his head to lick and suck Carole's hard nipples, which she loved.

"What more can a girl ask for? That was fantastic sex. Also, it made one of my dreams come true," remarked Carole, looking lovingly into Andy's eyes.

They climbed into bed together, all curled up in each other's arms.

"Andy," said Carole. "We are both mature adults, aren't we? Even though we behave like horny teenagers at times," she giggled.

"Yes, all of that is very true," he replied.

"Ever since I first saw you, I have wanted to get you into bed. As I said we are mature adults, well most of the time anyway. What I mean by into bed is not curled up together but, well you know," she said giggling.

"I have a good idea what you mean, yes. We can always put that right if you want. How would you like to be a cowgirl?" asked Andy.

"You mean right now?" she said as she knelt up.

"Yes, right now," he replied.

"As you would say in the army 'knickers down, on the double.'" As she twirled her knickers around her head. "Now we have to get your cock out of your jocks and ready for action," she added smiling, like a child about to get a lollipop.

Carole took Andy's cock in her hands and put it in her pussy and slowly began riding him.

'I have hit the jackpot today. I wanted to fuck Carole, and then when I do, it is three times in one day,' he thought to himself.

"Sergeant Miller, that was great. You really are making my dreams and wishes come true today."

They then fell asleep, happy and contented in each other's arms.

The next morning when they were ready to go to their respective jobs, Carole had a word with Andy.

"I  am very possessive over my guy. So you are not to try and chat up any of those sexy women in uniform there. In other words, behave yourself, Sergeant Miller. Also, they must be warned that I can be a very bitchy little lady when something of mine is messed around with. Anyway, what would you want them for? I mean why go out for a hamburger when you can have steak at home?

"Message received and understood Miss James. Now I must go. I have a parade to inspect at zero eight hundred hours."

Carole and Andy both had big smiles on their faces the whole day. It made other people wonder what they had been up to. The consensus around the barracks was that Sergeant Miller has got himself a bird, and by the looks of it, also got her into bed. Around the office, everyone who saw Carole thought she must have got herself a guy. Also that he was good in bed.