Velko Jahen needs a break

Velko Jahen, Administrator of Starlight Beacon, steps out of the turbolift and strides towards a data terminal, ignoring the ache in her feet. The Soikan has been working her ass off for days, tending to every little detail in preparation for an important conference that will require the station to host several dozen scientists in the field of theoretical hyperspace physics. After quickly punching in an access code, Velko connects her datapad to the console and as she waits for the file transfer to finish, her thoughts drift...

She snaps back at the sensation of her own silver fingers touching her pussy through the uniform. Velko unconsciously let it move down, in response to a warm feeling in this part of her body that she has involuntarily neglected for far too long. There's just never been an opportunity, a moment of quiet privacy she didn't immediately fall asleep from the day's work... Son of a gundark, this is unprofessional. Looking around, she makes sure that no one was around to notice her slip-up. Just a few more seconds for the data transfer to finish, and then - Blast! It happened again. With the tight feeling between her legs only increasing, she needs to make a choice. Go on with her day as if there's nothing out of the ordinary and risk mistakes due to being distracted, or...

The answer is clear. She knows what she has to do. Pushing down the concerns about professionality, excitement begins to grow. Excitement and a tightening sensation, swirling in her stomach - the latter caused by the knowledge that she's about to do something naughty, something taboo (but necessary!), something she hasn't allowed herself to embrace for a long time. A soft "bleep", notifying her that the datapad could be removed, helps her shift her focus on the execution of the plans she's been dreaming up. These "dreams" were unfortunately all revolving around the fun part - which first required the first step of her plan: Privacy.

Velko's personal chambers are located on the opposite end of Starlight. A soft bed, a relaxing shower... out of the question. They would take too long to reach and she can't afford to take any more time out of her day. There's still work to be done! But there has to be some place to fulfill her needs, which are demanding more and more of her awareness as she feels a wet spot forming on her panties...