A private striptease

“What?” I ask in mock surprise, “You don't want your first time to be surrounded by a gang of pirates as you friends and family watch?” I pause for a second for dramatic effect before adding an extra twist. “Your little sister is already down there; don't you want her to get to see her big sister's cherry popped?” Alison plays the part of the Imperial highborn woman perfectly.

“No, please! anything but that.”

“Well, Miss Kirkendahmer, maybe we can work something out here in private.”

“Oh thank-you Mister, what do you want? I have money and jewelry...” she stops her yammering when she sees the look in my eyes.

“Take off that scrap you're wearing.” I settle down on her bed and rub my hands together in anticipation. “No need to hurry, make it slow and sexy.”

“What? You monster!”

“We can always head down to the First-Class dining hall, so all your rich snobby friends can hear you squeal as I stick you.” I start to get back to my feet, but Alison stops me just like I knew she would.

“I'll do it, but you have to be patient...” I flip the on button of her radio alarm clock and turn the dial from her Holy-roller station to a Jazz/R&B format that was more suitable for her striptease. As the mellow notes of a smooth tenor saxophone fill the room, Alison smiles for just a second before she closes her eyes and starts to sway with the easy rhythm.

I can't imagine that Alison has had the opportunity to practice stripping off her clothes and more than Kaylee-Ann Kirkendahmer could have, but she does a surprisingly good job. I don't even mind that she refuses to look at me the whole time until her nighty is all the way off and clenched to her bosom. When she does finally meet my gaze, she has a private smile on her pretty face, probably because she can see the bulge in my pants and the hunger in my eyes.

“Please, Mister,” long gone is the arrogance I first encountered when I entered the room, all I hear in her voice now is a barely suppressed excitement. “You're frightening me.”

“All the way off, Girl.” I growl coarsely, “I want to see if you're worth taking as my slut for the rimward jump.” To my delight, she drops her last covering and turns so I can see her firm teen-aged body. I don't care how many other Imperial beauties there were waiting down in the dining room, there is no way any of them could be as fucking sexy as this beautiful blonde.

“What are you going to do to me?” The words come out in a soft whisper, but I'm pretty sure she knows the answer without me saying a word.