After my tour of duty in Korea had ended I arrived via troop ship back in the good old USA in late November 1959. I had a month's leave before my next duty post so I headed home to Napa to see my parents and sister Karen. Eight days at sea from Japan to Oakland with no privacy for jacking off made me super horny. It was strange being back in American civilian society after that year in Korea. Everything looked so good in the USA and nothing looked better to me than American women. I took the Greyhound bus from Oakland to Napa and couldn't keep my eyes off the young women on the bus. I fantasized eating and fucking them for the entire ride home. If that bus had a toilet, I'm sure I would have gone in and taken care of my throbbing cock right then and there, Damn I was horny!
Everyone was glad to see me at home of course. I gave my sister Karen, who had grown into a beautiful, sexy young woman a passionate kiss on the lips, probably for the first and only time in my life. Karen's fully developed breasts which I could feel when I hugged her were making my cock as hard as a rock. If my mom and dad were not in the house I think I probably would have been tempted to try to go even further, and most likely would have been quite properly rebuffed by Karen! The whores in Korea and Japan had temporarily satisfied my lust but what I really needed now was some good old American pussy! Even my sister looked just absolutely good enough to eat...among other things!
I was hoping to "get lucky" with some American girl on my leave and it finally happened with my old girlfriend Vicki but not until almost the end of my leave. I was still only 19, couldn't go in bars and there were few young pussy prospects in Napa for this guy who didn't even own a car. Lots of looking at the babes, lots of fantasizing about them and lots of jerking off to those fantasies! Karen told me that she thought Vicki was going to get married to some guy she had been going with for a while. That bummed me out big time so I didn't even think of calling her.
As good as the sex was, there was something missing. She was still the girl that had suddenly dumped me for another guy. I kept thinking about that and was still somewhat pissed at her. I wanted to tell her that but I didn't. Her parents were due home in early evening so I went home in late afternoon, sexually satisfied but still feeling sort of uneasy about the whole encounter. Since then I've learned it's a normal reaction after a breakup for me...it's hard to go back to where you once were after you have been rejected...at least for me.
Vicki and I promised to write each other and we did that a couple of times. I think she stopped writing first and in a phone conversation my sister told me she saw Vicki with another guy around town. Then in a later letter sent to me while I was still at Fort Bliss Karen told me she saw in the Napa Register where Vicki got married. She even enclosed me the clipping. The guy was another student at junior college and he was from Calistoga, at the other end of Napa Valley. I decided it was pretty much time to put Vicki out of my mind, although once in a while before I got a new girlfriend I still thought of her and even jacked off thinking of of what we used to do together. Hell, sometimes I still think of her today although she's no longer a jack off fantasy!
You just never forget your first girlfriend! I never saw or heard from Vicki again. Maybe she and her new hubby moved up valley or anywhere else in the state or country. I went to a couple of high school reunions and she wasn't there and nobody seemed to know what happened to her, even her best friend from high school. She's not registered on Classmates either. She's probably a grandma now. I suspect she would be very upset at me for giving the intimate details about our relationship here. Vicki darlin' if you ever stumble on these words, my apologies but I did love you during our all too short high school romance...and I'll never forget you! I hope you've had a good life!
I only had a few days leave left after that Sunday afternoon fucking session with Vicki. A few final jack off sessions in the room I grew up in and then I headed for Texas for my final year and a half of Army life.