Chamber Music

A sly grin crosses your face as you move over to the intercom at your desk. When you click the button, there is a sharp beep alerting the crew that their captain is about to speak.

"Yeoman Chambers, will you come to the Captain's cabin for a moment," you say trying to make your voice sound as professional as possible. You might have failed, but the excitement tingling through your body is distracting. You shake your head and sit down, pouring yourself a glass of Serrice Ice Brandy to calm your nerves.

A good few minutes pass. Right when you begin to wonder where Kelly is, you hear her hail from the door.

"Come in," you say, turning your chair so you can see.

Kelly enters your cabin slowly. She has a scimpy little outfit on clinging to her body, accentuating every perfect curve. Her top is a cute little pink bra that pushes up her cleavage. Her bottom is a pair of black, tight booty shorts frilled with lace. She walks up silently and does a turn so you can see how tightly they fit her butt. You can't help but have an erection.

Kelly begins dancing to the slow, methodical song playing. Her hips gyrate slowly as she looks you deep in the eyes. She doesn't say a word, but a knowing and naughty smile crosses her face. You see her eyes go to your hard on.

She sits in your lap and gently rubs back and forth across your shaft. You can feel the heat from her vagina even through your pants. Her cheeks turn a little red, and she fully mounts you, grinding her pussy against your pants.

"I'm so wet, Commander..."