Working in the military wasn’t an easy job. Some days were just writing reports or signing some papers, but other were more intense with long hours under the sun, constantly on high alert.

But unlike John, you were a civilian. And his beautiful wife. You loved your husband, obviously and missed him dearly when he left for deployment. Instead of missing him at home, you became a civilian administrator, a fancy word for practically a secretary. Just a regular desk job, dealing with paperwork, organizing schedules and mundane tasks that the soldiers simply couldn’t be bothered with.

But with John? Having a couple in base was enough to keep things interesting. The Captain sat in one of the large rooms, having yet another mission debrief.

John’s phone vibrated on his desk, and he grabbed it nonchalantly, tapping the screen to unlock it. One glance at the photo made him slam the phone back down, screen-down against the desk. “Bloody hell…” he gasped in disbelief, feeling a hot flush creeping up his face. Gaz, who was sitting next to him caught a glance of the picture, giving the Captain a wide eyed stare. Trying to pretend like he didn’t just see Mrs Price’s nudes.