A Night in Uniform Isn't Just for Duty

I've been married to a marine for years now, and our relationship has its ups and downs. Last week, I decided to try something different, I dressed up as his little military brat, wearing an oversized T-shirt with the rank patches sewn on like badges of honor. He came home late from patrol, tired but still alert. We ended up in a playful fight, me pretending to be disobedient and him disciplining me with pretend strikes. It felt wrong yet right, I enjoyed being treated like a misbehaving child while he had the authority to correct me. The physical connection afterward was intense; every touch reminded us of our roles but also brought us closer than ever before.