She wants to see the movie

"Can we watch the movie? I'd like to see it, but not by myself - and certainly not with Viv." You almost burst out laughing at what Vivian's reaction to that 1960's Chauvinistic sci-fi flick might be.

"Is it too late?" It's only a little after ten which isn't too bad and it is pretty clear that you are not going to finish Rae's solo run tonight. "Won't Vivian wonder where you are?"

"She's spending the night at Brian's, so that doesn't really matter." Sandra doesn't seem at all bothered that you that Vivian and Brian are sleeping together, and you wonder how conservative she really is. You've envied Brian and Viv a little over the past few months, they haven't had to go without sex like you have.

"Are you sure about this?" You sound like an idiot, but Vivian made it clear that her roommate was raised in a very conservative setting and that she wasn't like your typical college coed.

"It's my idea, remember?" The 'stupid' at the end of the response was left unsaid, but you hear it anyways. And so less than fifteen minutes later, the two of you are sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn and the movie dug up for $2.99 from netflix.

You haven't seen the film in almost six years and forgot how slowly it started. The special effects of the '**** Ray' that sends the spacecraft off course and destroys the space-station is so bad that the two of you end up giggling like it is an episode of Mystery Science Theater. Things heat up though when the crew is captured by the long-legged Amazons of the planet, Sandra takes your hand in hers and squeezes it excitedly.

"Oooo, those Venusian soldiers are sexy." She bites her lower lip subconsciously and watches the silly movie with renewed interest. It is almost like you are taken back to the first time you saw the movie and in spite of your best efforts you can feel your cock growing and you have to shift your position to hide the growing bulge. Even though you've already admitted that this was a sexual fantasy for you, you still didn't want to look like a sex fiend.

The movie is really quite tame except for the number of beautiful Venusian women, the extras seemed to be picked mostly on the basis of their long legs; the short skirts they wore only accentuated this. You had forgotten about the scene where the mission captain is alone with the Zsa Zsa Gabor character. The romance is ruined when he recoils in horror at the queen's hideously deformed face. You do remember the kiss between the handsome Lieutenant and a princess from the royal house, but in your mind the kiss went a lot further than it did in this old PG movie. In spite of this lack of explicit sexuality, the underlying current of tension is still there, and Sandra does not miss the way you check out the short skirts and bare backs of the Palace Guard uniforms.

When the wicked queen is finally deposed by a revolt of the inhabitants of her planet before she can turn the **** Ray on Earth, Sandra she claps in excitement. With the end of the movie, Sandra smiles and takes your hand in hers again. It is clear that she doesn't miss the implications of a planet without men for almost twenty years. "All those women to choose from, Stephen. Every single one of those lovely Amazons would be at least eighteen, and most of those guards are so young that probably don't even remember what men are like, certainly not old enough to have ever been romantic with one." Her eyes meet yours with a boldness that does nothing to relieve the throbbing of your cock.

"Yeah," you agree with a shrug, "and the new government would be friendly to the Earthmen that helped them retake control of the planet. They'd certainly be aware of the need to start repopulating the planet." Sandra smiles back, not at all put off by the nature of the conversation.

"You'd have to fill as many of those young virgin wombs as possible with your virile seed. Such a chore..." She then adds another thought that you hadn't really considered. "Not everyone would be happy with the changes though ... a bet there would still be plenty of women who are not happy that males are back on Venus. Those rebels would need to be re-educated ... taught to accept their place in the new world order ..." Her voice trails off with a breathy sigh, clearly lost in some dark train of thought until she shakes her head making the waves of hair dance.

She smiles sweetly at you as the credits roll, "So, Stephen, you want to be one of those lucky men tasked with the daunting responsibility of fathering the next generation of babies on Venus?" She gets a playful look on her face and adds another option. "Or would you rather be put in charge of rounding up and educating the **** young women who still refuse to accept the fact that males are once again?" Your blush must be clearly visible on your fair skin. Damn it why couldn't you have just kept your mouth shut.