The Ice Princess

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The ice princess was the keeper of the gate to the Provost Marshal's Office at Fort Polk, Louisiana, and her desk was at the top of the stairs. They called her the ice princess, but they were wrong.

Her real name was Linda Peroni, she was a civilian secretary, but if you dared to ascend the stairs and didn't have official business, she was quick to share her desire for you to disappear. It was a long walk back down those stairs for many a wannabe Casanova. Linda Peroni was a beautiful woman; she was a curiosity for all the testosterone fueled young MP's, the word was she was divorced, but nobody knew for sure. She was a curvy Italian American woman approaching thirty, 5'5" with long wavy black hair, full pouty red lips; she looked like the girl next door on the verge of going very, very, bad.

She dressed to avoid bringing attention to herself, but the second her body was in motion she oozed sexuality, and there wasn't a heterosexual male around who didn't notice. She was solid, with tight hips, a magnificently proportioned derrière, and breasts the size of grapefruits that were alive under her conservative blouse. She walked with a confident indifference, breasts slightly bouncing giving every male an idea that those too were as solid as the rest of her. She wasn't in anyway fat; she was just built like the proverbial brick shithouse.

The Provost Marshal (PM), a Colonel, was essentially the chief of the Military Police. His offices were in an old WW II era building, a long two story wooden structure that had seen better days. The police desk, complete with a dispatcher's office and temporary holding cells, was downstairs. It shared the bottom floor with the Traffic Accident Investigation Unit. The Chief's office, guarded by Linda, and his pool of assistants shared the top floor with the Civil Liaison/AWOL Apprehension unit.

Little did Ray know that he was about to have the opportunity of his young lifetime. He was twenty-three years old and a former surfer boy from Newport Beach, California, and had been an MP at Fort Polk for 18 months. He was closing in on the halfway point of my enlistment in the US Army. He signed up for four years, and he had received his orders transferring him to Germany.

Linda had a job to do and she was good in doing it. With all the years working the Chief’s office, she earned the right to be how she was. She was no fool to the young men who came up the stairs with their tongues hanging out with the drool dripping. She always smiled smugly when she sent them right back down the long flight of stairs with their tail between their legs. Never did one actually challenge her long enough to “break the ice” so to speak.

The only one that actually took the time to get to know her was the PM. Colonel was the one person who could Linda could confide in. He happened to be there when she caught the now ex cheating with half of the well-known brothel and helped her with the divorce. She couldn’t be more thankful for the both professional and personal relationship they had.

“If you do not papers to be here, you need to turn yourself around and leave private. This is no place for men with their dicks hard hoping they would have a free romp with any of the people in here. Now scat!”; Linda snooty attitude sending another with a tail between their legs. Chuckling behind her, she heard the Colonel repeat her nickname “Ice Princess strikes again.” Turning around she just narrowed her eyes with a smirk. “I can’t let anyone down if I’m going to be called that.” She stated with a laugh. “No, we can’t.” he replied matter as fact.

When Linda finally returned to her daily work, that’s when he walked in. Another blond young wannabe walking up the stairs. All she could think was “Not another one”.

Ray ascened the stairs, papers in hand. He smiled at Linda, who sat behing her desk with her usual cold, steely stare.

"Good afternoon ma'am, I'm here to see the Colonel. He wishes to see me to discuss my redeployment to Germany."

He handed over his papers for her to study and validate his visit.

"You have great eyes. Sparkling, but they hide something. Something deep, mysterious."

He had heard of the stories of all the MPs before him who had tried their luck with the Ice Princess. But none of them challenged her properly. He was taking a chance, which had every possibility of blowing up in his face as well as working.

Keeping her icy statue, she took the papers from Ray and looked them over. Arching her brow high at his advancement, Linda gave a smirk. “So he thinks he’s a hot shot, huh? I’m going to give this guy a run for his money.”; thinking to herself. Getting up, she took Ray’s paper work and went to retrieve a file from the filing cabinet behind him. Giving her hips a little extra sway walking by, she could feel Ray’s eyes bore into her ass.

“If you stare at my ass a little more Captain, your eyes will become marbles in the bowl on my desk.” Pressing the heel into the ground and turning with a small chuckle. “I will let the Colonel know you are here. Please have a seat.”

Not needing to give her walk any additional sex appeal, Linda disappeared behind the door of the Colonel’s office. The Colonel’s frosted glass door showing her curvy silhouette as she stood there speaking with him.

Ray allowed himself to laugh. This was a strong, confident woman who seemed to enjoy challenging the army of men that swooned over her. Ray loved it.

He sat patiently, waiting for Linda to come back out of the office. He stood as the door opened.

The Colonel will see you now.

"Thank you ma'am", tipping his hat at her with a smile.

Once inside the office, he closed the door and sat opposite the Colonel.

Son, I have been impressed with your progress at our fine establishment here. It is time for you to apply the skills you have learned in the field. One month from today, you will be deployed to Baden Baden, Germany. I am assigning you to our most important prison facility for Nazi soldiers and commanders. You will undergo some specialist training in the next month. Miss Peroni has the details, so pick them up on your way out. Any questions?

"No sir".

Alright son, dismissed.

He saluted the colonel and left. Putting a smile on his face, he approached Linda's desk.

Listening at the Colonel’s orders through the door, Linda thought to herself. “A month of Ray allowed being up here with me? This could prove to be an interesting 30 days. Just great. Well I’m sure we will find out what this hotshot has to offer.” With her back to the office door and her nose in the filing cabinet, she heard Ray open and shut the door. Not giving him the satisfaction of saying the first words, Linda began speaking.

“Captain, I have your papers right here. You will report at 0700 to the Major tomorrow morning to start your training. He is down the hall, second door to the left. Keep the staring at my ass and I will have your balls on a platter.”
Expecting Ray to be at the chair, she turned and ended up slamming right into him instead. Startled, she dropped the papers to the floor in a whirlwind mess. “Crimany!” Letting out a huff of frustration.

“I’m sorry Ma’am.” Ray said confidently. She knew he wasn’t really sorry, as she had it several times before from the other hot shots. Rolling her eyes, she let Ray bend down to take in her perfect hips and shapely hosed legs and pumps. Bending down after him, she picked up the papers around her. Linda’s perfect globes pressed hard into the white blouse with just enough cleavage showing. Ray was getting more of a show than any of his other predecessors. Tucking a strayed strand of hair back behind her ear, she shoved the papers into his hands.

“0700 Captain.” Standing back up and returning to her desk flustered. The Colonel’s door was cracked open and she could hear his low chuckle in the background.

Taking the papers from Linda, he tipped his hat with a smile and thanked her for her assistance.

As he descended the stairs, images of her very womanly figure replayed in his mind. It was very arousing, but also renewed his desire to break her cold exterior. He had a feeling there was a very passionate woman underneath.

That night, he bragged to the men how he was going to be the man who finally broke the Ice Princess. They all just laughed and shooked their heads. *

07:00 the following morning. He reported to the Major for the start of his training. The morning consisted for classroom session, learning maps and digesting intelligence. The afternoon saw him in the training ground, honing his battlefield skills. At the end of the day, he was told to report to the Colonel again. He smiled. Another chance with Linda.

After showering and grabbing some food in the mess hall, he ascended the stairs again.

"Good evening Ma'am, I have a progress report meeting with the Colonel."

Linda’s day had been quite eventful. Even though she was divorced, the guy still loved to harass her via phone calls or email. He knew not to come onto the base as the MP’s would arrest him immediately. Just hanging up the phone from one of his calls, she faced away from the stairs to compose herself. The Colonel concerned, looked over the ridge of his nose towards her. “Linda, please retrieve the files that are for the transfer.” Nodding she turned back around to find Ray coming into view.

“Good Evening Captain.” Answering his greeting coldly and inattentive. Linda was un-amused with his late arrival. She had gone the whole day without having anyone bother her until now. “Damn it. I thought I could get away without some hotshot trying to get up my skirt. Now he has to show up. I’m not in the mood to deal with him. Not after that phone call.” Shuffling some of the files on her desk, she grabbed one particular one and stood up. When she did her full breasts gave a slight bounce against the crisp white blouse. Brushing down her skirt, she pushed the chair back. “Have a seat. I will advise the Colonel that you are here.”

Leaving his sight and into the Colonel’s office. Ray took note of the hosed legs with pumps, pencil skirt and tightly pinned hair. Though today was different, her hose was not the normal kind. It had a little line running up the back. When she continued to walk, he took note that the stockings today were thigh highs. Ray’s mind began to turn a little more.

“Colonel, the Major sent the Captain back with a report. Also, here are the files you have requested. Is there anything else that you might need?” Linda set the files upon his desk and left the office after his instructions. “As you wish sir.”

“Captain, the Colonel will see you now.” Ignoring him completely and going back to sending the final emails out for the day. She had enough of the male population today.

Ray noticed that something was wrong with Linda today. She was even more cold today than usually. Even though he couldn't help admiring her body, he made up his mind to ask about it after his meeting.

"Thank you ma'am".

The colonel and Ray discussed his progress at length before sending him on his way. Once back outside on the landing, he approached Linda.

"Miss Peroni, is everything alright?", he asked with a genuine look of concern on his face.

Linda shook her head in order to hear him clearly. Furrowing her brows, "Of course, why wouldn't I be?" Her voice curt and to the point. It was bad enough that the Colonel knew what was going on in her personal life, she wasn't about to share it with a hot-rod that was leaving in a month.

Taking a moment away from the computer. "Captain, I am fine. Thank you for asking. However, you should be more focused at the task at hand rather than trying to break the ice queen. The Colonel frowns upon people who do not take their mission seriously. I hope you have a lovely evening.... Captain."

Turning off the computer as she was finished before the day. All Linda wanted to do was to go home and have a large glass of wine.

Ray wasn't giving up that easily.

"Miss Peroni, the colonel picked me because I am the best for the job. I'm also not here to break the ice queen. I was simply asking to be nice. But I also know that you're lying to me."

He was taking a serious risk by trying this line with her, but he figured nobody had ever tried before.

"Look, why don't we go for a drink? You look like you could use one", giving a smile.

Taken back at Ray's comments. "You know no such thing Priva.. I mean Captain." Though she knew that he had special training with the area he was in, he could. "Now if you would excuse me."

Pushing by his hard body to leave, Ray's hand grabbed her arm. In an thought-provoking voice. "It's one drink Miss. I'm not asking anything more." Linda wanted to slap him across the face, instead just ripping her arm away from his grip.

"It's one drink Linda. Take him up on his offer."; she spoke to herself. Honestly she didn't want to be home alone tonight to dwell on the phone call from her ex.

"One drink then I am going home. I will drive myself." remaining straight faced.

Ray shook his head,

"Nonsense, neither should be driving after drinking."

There had been a spate of drink-driving accidents that had cost a few lives around the base. The powers upstairs had launched a safety campaign and laid on a few cars to help soldiers in and out of the nearest town when on leave.

"I have a car assigned to me for when I need to go into town. Let my driver take us. I don't think the Colonel would be happy to hear that his trusty secretary broke one of his laws".

"Aye, though I wouldn't be doing that if I were to do what I was planning to do in the first place Captain. Very well. Let's go now before I change my mind."

She stood there awaiting Ray as he made a quick call to arrange the driver for the evening. Once it was completed they descended the stairs together. As any officer would do, he held the door open for her as they exited. Exchanging light conversation, they awaited the cars arrival outside. Across the way some of his buddies that he joked around with yesterday saw them get into the car together.

The car made the short journey to Ray' favourite establishment in the town. When they arrived, Ray acted like a gentleman again, holding the door of the car, then the building.

Inside, the place was lavishly decorated, with plush chairs and a big oak bar. Ray ordered a bottle of wine and escorted Linda to a table by the roaring fireplace. Once they both had a drink in hand, he asked the question again.

"So what has been bothering you today?"

Sitting back with the wine glass in hand, sipping it slowly. “I just received a bad phone call at the office today. Nothing your hot ass should worry about.” Linda’s eyes widened as the words flew out of her mouth. “I’m sorry. That was in appropriate of me to say. Forgive me.” Flushing red, she took a bigger gulp of wine than her normal sipping. Noticing that she was almost empty, Ray poured more for her.

"Again, forgive me for the outburst. What made you take the mission in Germany, Captain?”

Ray could only smile as he saw a small chink in her armour.

"Please I'm flattered when such a beautiful woman as yourself calls me hot.

I'm being promoted to Director of Baden Baden prison facility. It's the most high security facility in Germany."

He took a sip of his wine.

"How did come to work for the Colonel?"

Chuckling to herself at Ray’s remark, Linda drank more of the wine in her hand. Knowing exactly already why he was going, she wanted to see how much he would actually flaunt the new position. She had seen enough of them pass through her office to know who were the ones that were just after power and the titles. Though Ray was a little different, he wasn’t flaunting it like it was something big. It seemed to him it was just another job. Just to see how much of a hot shot he was, she continued to prod. “I know the station well. So you must have kissed enough ass to get that position. I know many have applied for that job and didn’t get it.”

It was the one thing that she was always trusted with. She knew everything and everyone’s where abouts. There was nothing that happened in the Colonel’s reign that she didn’t know every inch of. Linda’s smile brightened slightly when she thought how she became the Colonel’s confidant. “I worked my way up the ladder. Since I was one of high intelligence and worked with the Colonel during my service, he didn’t want to lose my insight on what was going on and hired me as his secretary. He also knows I don’t take any bullshit. I have been working with him since practically the beginning of my career.” She didn’t think much of her position in the end. She enjoyed her work and did it well.

When asked how he got the position, Ray shrugged his shoulders.

"I worked hard and my record speaks for itself. Kissing ass is not my thing. It doesn't stand to you later in life. I prefer to work, get the experience. If history has taught us anything, experience is the only asset worth having in tough times."

He glanced at Linda. In the light of the fire, she looked even more beautiful than in the office. He topped up their glasses before taking another sip.

“Hmmm” is all Linda could fathom from his answer. Wow, he isn’t flaunting it like most would. She knew that he had a good record and was semi-impressed at his coy answer.

She gave a polite “Thank you.” when Ray refilled her glass. Feeling a little more at ease with the help of the wine, she lifted her hand to her hair and undid the tight bun. The long flowing hair descended down past her shoulders and rested on her ample breasts. “Ah, much better.” Taking another sip of the wine. Linda knew her limit and was coming close to it fast. Normally she couldn’t handle more than two glasses on any particular night. Swishing her hair to one side, she glanced over at Ray.

“So I take it your family and girl doesn’t mind you moving away for the next two years until the end of your term?” Linda tried to keep it semi-business so he wouldn’t think that this is a date. Nor did she really want to reveal too much of her own life to him. At least she didn’t want to yet. She could see something in his eyes that was a little deeper than most of the people that passed through the office. Just didn’t know what it was.

Ray watched her take her hair down.

"Agreed", he said with a smile.

"My family are very supportive of my duty. They understand my passion for serving my country.

Girl? No", he said with a small chuckle.

"I have no girl at the moment. Nobody here gets my blood moving. Well, almost nobody", he said, trying to be coy.

Arching the perfectly formed brow towards him, her full lips turned upward. She didn’t want to think of him that way, but it was the wine that was helping the situation. “Really, almost nobody? Please, you must have the girls fawning all over you. Someone has to have your attention.” said with a dismissal of a hand.

The conversation was becoming less about business and more personal. Not something Linda would normally allow with anyone at the base except for the Colonel. Especially ones that weren’t permanent on the base and she knew for years before hand. She wasn’t liked by many, but it wasn’t her job to be liked. It was her job to keep things in order at work. Even though everything else about her life was a shamble.

Ray was feeling bold, maybe it was the wine.

"Well I think it is no secret that you certainly get my blood flowing", he said with a cheeky smile.

This was a big risk. She could easily throw her wine in his face and storm off. He half expected he to do just that.

Flabbergasted at his advance, she took the sip of wine left from her glass and threw it at him. Linda then got up, grabbed her purse and walked away without a word. Stumbling as she hit the door, she remembered at that moment the car was still at the base. “Shit, Shit, Shit.”; holding her head as she tried to think. “Where is my car? I can’t drive like this. Colonel would have my ass.” Catching the next gentleman that left the bar, she asked for a ride home. Only to be disgruntled when she saw it was Ray.

“You have a lot of nerve to get me drunk and then make an advance on me! That’s all you hot-shots want to do. Break the Ice Princess and try to screw her over. You are no better than them or my cheating ex-husband who won’t ever leave me alone. When is it MY turn to be the one that is doing the screwing?” With all the exertion she was doing after the wine, Linda became dizzy and passed out.

Watching her storm, he knew he had gone too far. He followed her out where all her tension came spilling out. Then she passed out, but he caught her as he fell. He called for the car to come around. He put her in the back and sat next to her. He opened the first aid kit that every car had to have, picking up the ice pack and putting it to her forehead. He told the driver to drop them to his private quarters. He got her inside and onto the couch. He kept the ice pack to her forehead. She was starting to come When he came back, she was awake, but groggy. He put the pills in her hand.

"Here, take these. It'll help."