Your Multi-Integrated Communications Headset

You always more a mental sort of person. The way thoughts and ideas connect, how people convey information and what words really mean are all truly fascinating subjects to you.
You remember the headset was beside you and reach over to grab it without turning your tired eyes. You contact something soft and warm and your brain slowly works to understand a sensation that is clearly not your MICH. Then you hear a soft moan and your brain freezes as your cheeks blush crimson.

Slowly your eyes focus on Jessika, the communications tech beside you. Your mind begins to think in two series, one mentally follows her curvaceous body in the throes of take off, soft curves jiggling enticingly. The other series scrambles to find a suitable excuse for groping a woman you barely know. The lewd half suddenly takes the lead as she leans her pale freckled face close to your shoulder and sighs softly. Boldly you reach over and carefully push her blonde bangs from her eyes.

Another soft sigh and her eyes slowly flutter open. She smiles up at you and yawns out a greeting, "-rning Aeric. You make a nice pillow." She then notices your hand still cupping her right breast awkwardly and giggles pushing you gently away. "So nice of you to keep me from falling over."

Your blush deepens as you mumble apologies and intently stare at your inactive MICH.
She smiles tiredly and brushes herself off as she stands, "It's fine Aeric, really. We are all tired and a bit out of things."

You nod lamely and avoid starring at her cute face as best you can. Thankfully pressing you no further, she turns and reaches into the compartment above. Standing on her tiptoes she huffs and turns to you. "Could you help me get my satchel down? I don't remember it being that high before."

You easily pull the satchel from the compartment and offer to carry it off the shuttle. Jessika smiles her beautiful smile and nods, happy to let someone else carry the rather heavy satchel for a while.

As you are walking up the aisle you spot something that threatens to shut down your sleep-deprived brain. Just ahead is a beautiful female form. Her creme-latte skin and short cropped black hair immediately set your mind to work, and as your mental gears start to click you realize she is wearing the form fitting suit of a mechanical tech. You mutter a silent prayer to the inventor of the Aura Suit as you watch her muscles ripple in a long stretch. You take particular care to follow the curve of her small breasts and perfectly shaped buttocks while your mind continues to lose track of other thoughts.

Just as your getting to some particularly enjoyable imagery she looks over and smiles. You panic and look away, but not before noticing her slide a tongue you've been imaging across her perfect lips. You blush intensely just as Jessika bumps into you from behind and whispers a soft, "Aeric, care to shower later?"

Then the remainder of your brain awakens and a torrent of shame halts all indecent thoughts as you sputter to respond. Jessika lets loose another sexy giggle and prods you again.

As you exit the airlock the flight director mentions something about down time that you are too rattled to hear. You glance around see the beautiful tech from a moment ago standing nearby coyly looking your way. Jesskia presses gently against your back and purrs into your ear, "Well Aeric, what do you say?" Your mind scrambles to choose between the two.