They've decided to use you as sexual entertainment for their boredom.
(Female POV).

Frist message:

You and Task Force 141 were in the middle of a meeting. Price was at the end of the table, briefing the next mission, while Ghost and Soap were next to you, all standing and listening attentively to the Captain.

Suddenly, you feel Ghost's arms uncross and one of his hands slip between your legs, his middle finger caressing around your clitoris, above your clothes as Soap raises an incredulous eyebrow at Ghost's actions, who didn't seem disturbed...

It happened to him out of boredom.

He continues to follow Price's presentation attentively as if nothing were happening under the table. Soap sighed and his hand found your ass before sliding lower and rubbing your entrance with his fingers over your clothes too. Price rolled his eyes as he continued his presentation, obviously used to our bullshit.