19 Downtime

Finally they were given a small break, and knew they would be called upon soon. So they all enjoyed what they could. Greag and Rex started to become real close friends, going out to the little club thing they have inside the base. Sean enjoyed his time by watching TV and smoking pot, while John and Sam spent as much time together as they could. John and Sam's love for each other grew faster than before. 

On a Tuesday Greag, Rex and Sean went to John and asked. 

"We're planning on going out to the bar. You should come, let you loosen up a bit. I'm pretty sure we only have a little more time until our next mission. So let's go out and enjoy things before that." 

John looked at them, chuckled a little while shaking his head and responding. 

"Alright. Let's go then."

As they arrived at the bar, John felt the jitters, for it has been a long time since he's gone to a bar. The red and white fluorescent lights read "Chickory Bar." They walked up to the wooden old style door. Pushed it open to be greeted by blaring music, drunken laughter, stage lights that moved all around in different colors. People were running into each other from how crowded it was. John pointed out to an open table. 

"Let's sit there." 

He yelled over the loud music. As they scurried over, some of the people recognized who they were. 

"Oh my god, you're the hero men that got those metals a few weeks ago." 

A very attractive blonde haired girl shouted. She pulled her friends from behind her, they stumbled over slightly drunk. 

"Look who these guys are." 

They looked at them drunk and confused for a moment. Then the light bulbs flashed on as they recognized who they were in front of. Her one friend, which had brown hair, makeup that's been put on a little too strong, shouted. 

"Oh my fucking god. You guys are like famous." 

She began to drunkenly stumble around. Greag swooped in to rescue her from falling.

As she was laying there, her eyes were focused on him, and her face began to turn slightly pink. She finally regained her balance and nervously continued. 

"Like I said you guys are those guys from a few weeks ago." 

As she was saying this their third friend, who appeared to be the youngest with beautiful black hair and a streak of pink going through one side, was staring at John with a sparkle in her eye. John took notice of this, getting a little uncomfortable. 

"So let's get a table." 

Rex blurted out. 

"You know what lady's? You should come sit with us. That is unless you're already here with someone. You can sit with the hero's." 

The girls all got excited, the first blonde haired girl shouted back. 

"Can we have our other friend come too?" 

John looked at her and asked. 

"How many other friends are we talking here?" 

She giggled and turned around, grabbing another beautiful girl with brown wavy hair. 

"Only one, this is my friend Lexi." 

Lexi with the most confused face, looked at everyone and said in a confused tone. 

"Hi everyone. I'm um Lexi." 

John trying to be friendly replied. 

"Ok that's good. We we're about to get that table over there." 

He was pointing to a table over to the side. Lexi looked at John, instantly growing red and suggested to him before he said anything else. 

"You realize with your status you could probably get a VIP booth?" 

John feeling comfortable now with them, looked at her and then looked back at Sean, indicating to the bar stand with his head. Sean walked over to the bar stand and began to talk to the bartender. Rex started in, trying to hit on the girls. 

"So we know Lexi's name, but what about you other beautiful lady's names?"

They started to giggle between each other and the brunette one responded. 

"Well my name is Shana. These two here are Bre and Steph." 

As she pointed to the blonde haired one first and then the brunette.

Sean came running back over from the bar through the thick crowd. 

"Ok they are giving us access to the VIP booths in the back. Here's our badges." 

He handed out plastic purple cards that read "VIP" in large red letters to them.

 "Well it's official then. Leeeetssss go." 

John shouted out with excitement. 

They trudged through the labyrinth of people to the other end of the bar, and walked up to a red roped off area with a big bulky muscle man standing in front as the bouncer. They presented their badges, and the man opened the rope to let them through. They walked up red carpeted stairs, pictures on either side of famous individuals. One picture caught John's eye, it was a picture of Frank Sunatra holding a bird into the air with one hand and a microphone in the other, and the stairs lead to two well decorated wooden doors. They opened the doors and saw nobody was presently in there. 

"Looks like we have this all to ourselves. Fucking right. Even better yet." Sean shouted out in exhilaration. As they closed the door behind them, the sound was deadened within an instant. There they heard the calm sounds of softer music playing.

A man in a red vest and black pants came up to them. Wine was in one hand and the other had a platter filled with filled wine glasses. 

"These are complementary on the house." 

The caterer said to them with a French accent. They grabbed their drinks and sat down on couches to the left of them. Leading out of a large glass room that oversaw the entire bar. They looked through the glass, down at the floor and saw people dancing and drunkenly stumbling over. 

Greag shouted over to the man in the red vest. 

"Hey bring a platter of three shots per person here." 

The man nodded in acknowledgment. 

"So like who is the one with the higher rank?" 

Shana asked and just like that Sean blurted out. 

"That would be this man right here, Mr. John Stewart." 

As he put his arm over John's shoulder and shook him, John chucked and smiled as Sean continued. 

"He's saved our lives time and time again. I don't have a clue how he does it. All that matters is we're alive because of him." 

Bre and Lexi looked at John and began to whisper to each other with giggles. 

The red vested man strolled over with a platter covered in shot glasses, each filled to the brim with a light brownish fluid. He placed it on the table without losing a single drop. Greag was passing out the shots as he began to toast. 

"To John, like Sean said. If it wasn't for you we'd all be dead several times over. I don't understand how you do what you do, all I care about is I'm alive because of you. So to you buddy." 

He put the glass to his lips and tipped it back, squirming from the drink, everyone else followed. 

"Woah whoa, it's been a while." 

John said while making a puckering face, everyone laughed as they looked over to see this. Greag hands him another shot, watched him tip that one, and in the middle of him finishing hands him another.

Several hours flew by fast, shot glasses were spread across the glass table in front of them. Sean was laying on the red carpeted ground passed out, drool was seeping from the side of his mouth. John was sunken in the middle of a love chair with Bre and Lexi resting upon him, too drunk to sit up straight. Greag was laying on a chair with Steph as they're kissing, he would occasionally grope her back and ass. Rex had already left and gone with Shana.

Drunk and realizing how late it was, John decided he was going to head home. As he stood up and almost fell on his face, Bre drunkenly shouted out to him. 

"Where are you going?" 

He continued to stumble to the door and shouted back. 

"I'm drunk. I need to go home." 

She got up, and Lexi fell over on her side, on the love chair drunk and blacked out. She began chasing lazily after him. He's already walking out of the door by this time, and beginning his descent down the stairs. Stumbling and almost falling over on his way down. He started to walk across the bar floor, seeing that the crowd had dwindled down to only a few people. 

He managed to get to the exit door, walked outside, where he felt a tug from behind. He was thrown against the wall, a beautiful brunette hair girl with a pink stripe was standing in front of him. It's Lexi, she began to kiss him heavily, stopped for a second to say. 

"I don't know where you think you're going yet. I've been trying to fuck you all night." 

John was too drunk to respond. She started to kiss him some more. Jumped up on him, where in his drunken stupor, he had lost his balance and they both tumbled down to the floor. 

John awoke the next day, an intense pleasuring feeling coming from his penis awoke him. He was still a little drunk, and looking around to allow the light to settle in. His head was pounding, and he took notice that he was inside what appeared to be a posh master bedroom. He was laying upon a very lavish and comfortable bed. He lost his train of thought by the feeling that came from his penis, he looked down to see what appeared to be a naked brunette haired girl giving him a blowjob. He was thinking to himself. 

"Oh shit, did I just fuck up and do this?" 

He put his hands over his face in disgust. The girl stopped, lifted her head up, he felt this and looked down to see it was Sam. She continued on with giving him a blowjob. John settled back in relief, and was enjoying what he was getting. 

Finally he asked her. 

"What's this for?" 

She stopped, jumped up on top of him, her boobs called John attention. She grabbed John penis and shoved it inside herself. She began to ride, up and down side to side. Speeding up as she went on. Only a short moment later, she started to tighten her legs against John's side, her vagina was tightening and contracting around his penis. He suddenly grew into it and was keeping things going. Her moaning flooded the room. Only a few minutes more, he started to slow down, breathing heavily. Threw her on the bed to his side. 

Sam turned sideways, rested her head and arm across John's body. He looked over to her and asked. 

"So what was that all about?" 

She, while still breathing heavily and attempting to conjure up her English, replied. 

"You. Um. Don't remember anything?" 

With a blank face John shook his head and she continued. 

"Well your friend rex brought you home. I tried to take your clothes off and put you to bed. You told me not to touch you because you already had the love of your life for a girlfriend. I didn't know what to say." 

John looked at her, smiled, leaned in and gave her a kiss, and uttered the words. 

"I love you dearly."