Discretely cheating towards a successful mission

"Good job Tiloth!" Kokuru cried out as the flames dissipated to reveal a burnt out husk of a former ship. The commander turned to see me instead of the security chief.

"Ahm... Tiloth got knocked out with that last hit, Commander... I think she that last shot in just in time." I lied.

"Well, stay on the station in case any of their friends decide to show up," Kokuru replied.

"Aye, sir."

Of course, the battle strategy of the enemy in question was described by Jenny's algorithm. According to it, there would be an ambush coming from the rear as soon as we powered down to do a proper scan of the fallen vessel. In order to ambush us, the ships would be cloaked, leaving them **** to an attack. I punched in the estimated coordinates and let loose a couple of photon torpedoes.

"Sir, sensors indicate that we've launched two torpedoes behind us!" Amasova announced.

"Ensign Trask?" Captain Lance darted her gaze toward me with concern.

I held up my hands and shrugged my shoulders, "It was an accident! Sorry, Captain!"

Just as I finished my apology, the torpedoes hit their targets with a one-two explosion. Lieutenant Greene checked the sensors. "Direct hit on what appears to be two cloaked ships, sir! Both appear to be incapacitated!"

Captain Lance nodded her head toward me, "That was a lucky shot. Be more careful next time."

"Yes, sir."

"Isabella, run a full scan on all the ships." Kokuru ordered.

As the crew analyzed the wreckage further, we reverted back to yellow alert. Tiloth was taken to med bay and Jenny arrived from engineering.

Jenny made a beeline for me with wide eyes. She whispered to me, "So you did it? The program worked? You figured out who the enemy was from it?" Her hushed tones were frantic and excited. "Does that mean we really are a holoprogram? We're not real? We could just shut off and not exist just like that?" I didn't like where this train of thought was going. I needed to nip this at the bud fast! With little to lose, I went in and planted a kiss on my friend to shut her up. We locked lips for a good few seconds before I let her go, hoping this would calm her down. "What was that for?"

I leaned in and whispered in her ear, "Well, if we're holograms, none of this matters right?"

"Yeah?"

"So, we can do whatever we secretly want..."

Jenny smiled and we kissed again before she murmured back, "I've always wanted to do it on the bridge..."

We kissed some more. I got a rush from my friend's enthusiastic endorsement of the suggestion. We started turning some heads as our swapping of spit became more audible. I got another rush from the exhibitionism. I could feel the eyes on us as I leaned Jenny against the wall and pulled off her jacket. She was more than willing to let me drag down her pants in front of the bridge crew and was out of her undershirt and panties with a couple of more hand movements.

Standing back, completely nude, and letting me do the work, Jenny moaned and leaned into the wall. She pushed herself against it by bracing her feet to the floor, propping herself up higher by going to her tip toes. I fondled and caressed her fresh and eager body, sucking on her perky breasts and kissing her soft belly. Her body swayed under my lips and swooned when my lips finally worked their way down to her erogenous zone.

I could hear some gasps from our audience, reminding me that we were being watched. I was surprised no one had stopped us yet. By now, I was openly eating out my friend from engineering. She either reveled in public display or was too far gone to care. She shivered and shook as her moans broke into a giddy squeal, signifying her climax!

I didn't get a chance to relax after sending her over the edge however. As soon as she came down from her peak, she came down on me with kisses and caresses. I was on the floor, getting stripped by my friend with brief intermissions to get my exposed flesh kissed and licked. By the time I pulled myself up onto the weapon's station, my clothes where on the floor save for my boots and bottoms which hung down over them. I looked up from my position behind the weapons console. Our audience was no longer captivated by our show. Instead they had paired off to perform their own public acts. Amasova and Greene. Kokuru and Lance. Only Davis was focused on his duties while the girls were playing. He did look like he was having trouble concentrating though. I was tempted to try and gain his attention when I felt Jenny's tongue come at me from behind.