She slaps you awake

"Lisa's right," you heard Smith mutter as she sees the bulge in your lap, "he is just a fucking pervert." You don't even have time to pretend to slowly wake up because Smith slaps you across your face. Is this her reaction to finding her commanding officer with a hard-on sitting in her quarters? Or she she trying to wake you up? The slap was not a crushing blow, but it was harder than you would have thought necessary if her purpose is just to wake you. Her derogatory assessment combined with the stinging **** of her palm made her feelings for you pretty plain.

"Sir!" Her face was hovering before yours as your eyes flickered open just in time for her hand to smack you again, this time only slightly softer than the first. "Captain, wake up!" Her polite words might not change the fact that this junior officer was assaulting her commanding officer, but then again she'd have a reasonable defense if this case ever made it to a court martial.

"Wha-?" You managed to stammer out before she smacks you again, the two of you have bigger problems now than a trial that may or may not ever happen.

"Sir, Wake up! We've crashed, I have to find Li - Lieutenant Williams." You are just climbing to her feet when she presses the button by the door and it slides open slowly (too slowly, the Gorgon must be operating on emergency power) "After you, Captain." Something in the way Smith politely gestures at the open hatch conveys more than a hint of her displeasure at finding you sleeping in her quarters when she woke, but her primary concern is clearly on her lover. "The First Mate must be on the bridge."

You stepped out into the hallway and let her brush by you as she headed for the bridge in the core of the ship. You wanted to tell her that Williams was dead, but the warmth and softness of her breast as she squeezed by you took your breath away.

"Lisa!" Smith called ahead as she climbed up to the C and C level that contained the bridge and ship's computers. "Damn it Lisa, where are you?" As you follow behind your engineer you confirm her assessment of your perverted nature by checking out her round butt that wiggles above you. From you examination of her, you know for a fact that her ass is as firm and toned as it looks. The memory of Smith's nearly naked figure masturbating is still fresh in your mind, and you wonder if she'd make those same moans and grunts if it were your fingers working at her slit...

The bridge was empty as you knew it had to be, but Smith slid into one of the aux-stations and ran a quick assessment.

"Sir, we took heavy damage to the lower hull, but we've landed safely on Veranda-4." The engineering vitals-report, you know all too well, focuses on the condition of the engines, support systems and hull unlike the commander's report that lists crew condition near the top of the report. "Lt. Williams must have flown her ass off to get us down here safely with all the damage the Gorgon took with that torpedo hit." You can't help but feel a good bit of pride at Smith's unintended compliment of your piloting but before you can relax she's up out of her seat and heading for the secondary hatch that leads back to engineering. "Where in the Hell is Lisa?"