Linda leaves Davis with something to think about.

"Well, ensign, I would relieve you, but it seems I'm not properly attired at the moment..." I said, scanning the room to catch the approving smirks of the others on the bridge.

"If you must... I shall continue to work until you are ready." Ensign Davis said as he sat down. He had quickly surmised what I was implying and didn't want to be standing for it. He was probably hoping to hide his embarrassment behind the console. Yeah, I know Vulcans don't show emotion, but the way Davis was reacting, you could tell he was doing everything in his power to keep it to himself.

I didn't want to let him get away with looking away, so I walked over to the view screen, in full view of the entire bridge. I walked up to the helm and hovered in front of the one male on board. He focused on the console, although it looked like he was struggling to keep his head down. I could tell that he could make me out through peripheral vision though and took my top off. I tried to make it sexy, waving my hips from side to side, coming off sultry with my body language. My pants came down next and I was silently shimmying in my undershirt and panties. I turned around and leaned back against the console before I pulled my undershirt off. My bra was next so that I was showing my bare back to the group. I turned my head to see Skylar's reaction, but his eyes remained trained on the console. His brow was furrowed in frustration as he tried to concentrate.

I rubbed my backside against the terminal and tugged my panties down so my naked butt was in plain view for the helmsman. His gaze faltered for a second and I caught him glancing at my tantalizing derriere. I grinned and bent down to drag my panties off, meanwhile, giving the Vulcan a better glimpse of my heavenly body. I took my time to stand up again and turned to face him. I made sure my body was in full view as I struck a coquettish pose and said, "I'm ready to relieve you now, Mr. Davis..."

On reflex, Davis looked up at me. The look on his face was priceless! He looked like he had just been shot by a phaser set on stun and his eyes were locked onto my breasts. He was trapped in that pose for at least a good second before he could recover himself. Once freed from the trap, he quickly looked away and stood up, not too straight, from the console.

"Ensign." He replied formally before turning to leave. I watched him quickly trot out of the bridge to do whatever it is he does to relieve the tension.

I chuckled and shared a smile with the other women on deck before taking my seat at the helm. I sat there and realized that I was nude on the bridge. The thought perked me up with a hint of naughtiness. What if we were to run into a passing ship and they were to make contact? Would Isa turn on the view screen and let them see us like this? If we were to run into any anomalies, it's protocol to inform the captain... Was the captain was aware of this shift's dress code? How would she react?