Back to the Party

After a quick shower and redressing, The Outlander returned to the party, which had gone on unabated without him. The dancers were entertaining each other as well as his few male guests, so he took a drink from a serving droid passing by and looked through the crowd. He spotted Kaliyo leaning against a bar, drinking from Niko's private stock. That made him grin. All kinds of booze brought in by Gault, and she'd rather take from their host just the same. There was something different about her tonight, though. He decided to move in and take a closer look.

She was wearing a long jacket, which was normal for her, but instead of having body armor underneath, the front was buttoned shut across her chest from her collarbone to just above her navel. A pale span of midriff was available, then a short black skirt, another smooth pale span of thighs, then shiny tight black boots. Long boots were normal for her, though these looked more for fun or fashion than protection... the skirt. That was the difference. He'd only ever seen her wear trousers before. The skirt looked good on her, giving a tantalizing peek at her thighs and short enough to hint at more.

"See something you like?" she asked as he approached.

"I've never seen you in a skirt before. And, yeah, I do," he grinned.

"I usually don't wear them. But I figured this was party was gonna be a sure thing, so I wore it to save time. So far, it's been kind of a bust," she frowned, then swallowed down the rest of her drink. The Outlander reached for the bottle and refilled her glass, then one of his own.

"To save time?" he asked.

Kaliyo rolled her eyes, then stood upright and pulled up her skirt a couple inches, revealing she wasn't wearing panties underneath. The smooth hairless gray flesh of her mound, the flash of pink between her labia, and the slight glint of wetness, made him immediately hard. "Easier than taking off boots, and pants, and panties, while the guy's just waiting with his erection going away." She let it drop back down again. "Of course, turns out this is a real peach party anyway."

"I highly doubt any guy waiting on a bed for you had trouble staying hard."

"You'd be surprised." She sipped her drink. "But thanks. So why aren't you neck deep in Twi'lek right now? Too drained after your little Alderaanian princess?"

The Outlander shrugged. "Nah, no problem there. And I'll be sure to sample some of those girls. I don't know, I just saw you, and decided to take a closer look."

"Well, I'm glad you did," she said. "Now, if I can find a guy who wants to do more than just look..." Kaliyo said, looking back out to the crowd.

The Outlander responded by putting his hand on her boot, sliding it up her thigh, and beneath her short skirt.

Kaliyo raised a brow, meeting his eyes. "Helping yourself, are we?" She didn't move away, though.

"You said you wanted someone to more than look," he said, his thick finger brushing her moist entrance.

Kaliyo closed her eyes and sighed. "You're certainly doing that. You know this is just gonna be a one time thing, right? I don't want either of your wives gunning for me because you can't get me out of your system."

The Outlander entered her with a finger, feeling the warm snug wetness inside, making Kaliyo moan. "And I don't want you picking my lock at night cause you're horny," he said, fingering her.

Kaliyo smiled. "Deal."