This choice: Continue kissing beneath the table, surrounded by your unsuspecting crewmates. • Go Back...Chapter #6Sharing A Chair With The Captain by: Sly F   "Mmmm," the Captain moans softly as she continues attacking your mouth voraciously with her own.
She lies on top of you, her body pressing into yours, and a very excited part of your body pokes into her hip. But the legs of the others around the table are making you anxious.
As soon as she pulls her lips away, you try to speak.
"We're gonna . . ."
But she quickly catches her breath and interrupts by mashing her mouth into yours again.
"Mmmm. Mmmmm."
She pulls her head back slightly, still chewing on your bottom lip.
"We're gonna . . ."
Again, she interrupts you by pressing her lips back down against yours and continuing to suck on your face.
This time when she's done with the kiss, she turns her attention to planting the next one on your neck.
It's so hot, you almost forget what you were wanting to say.
"We're gonna get caught!" you finally manage.
"Would you relax?" the Captain says. "They're too busy with the briefing to catch us down here!"
"But they're going to wonder why it's taking you so long to find your stupid pad!"
She removes her mouth from your neck, looks you in the eye, and gives you a smile that's downright evil.
"Fine," she says.
She finds the holo-pad with the toe of her boot, then very deliberately kicks it hard enough to shatter the screen. Then she rolls off of you.
You slowly emerge from under the table and sit back in your chair, nervous about what the Captain might possibly be planning.
She emerges a few seconds later, not on her side of the table but on yours. She stands right in front of you and holds up the broken holo-pad for all to see.
"I found it but it's no longer working," she announces.
"I'm sure we have spares if you'd like to go find one," the Admiral says.
"I don't want to hold up this briefing," Captain Lipchik says. "Those colonists need us. I'll just share a holo-pad with my First Officer."
And then she lowers her tight ass on to your still throbbing boner.
"Umm, shouldn't she be in her own chair?" you ask.
"It's irregular," the Admiral says. "But the briefing's almost over, and you two have a very professional relationship, so I'll allow it."
Captain Lipchik wiggles around like she's trying to find a better position, stimulating you the entire time. The material of your jumpsuits is so lightweight and thin, it feels like you're practically inside her.
She takes your holo-pad and holds it up as she leans back, so she can hide behind it while she kisses the side of your face and neck. Between the sensations of her lips on your skin and her weight on your lap, it's all you can do to not make any sounds to give you both away.
She readjusts herself so the cameltoe in her jumpsuit rubs against the tent in yours.
"It's so hard!" she moans. "For the people of this colony. So hard and so long! But. It feels so good! Doing anything we can to help them out."
The chair is rocking back and squeaking as she slides back and forth against you.
She puts her feet on the floor and the holo-pad on the table in front of her so she can pretend to focus on it while she leans forward enough to lift her ass in the air and hover it against your groin, working it in a circle while you scooch up in the chair to lean into it.
You hope your face is hidden well in the shadows, because you're sure you're going cross-eyed and your mouth is hanging open in an "o."
The others are concentrating deeply in their holo-pad and the Admiral is rambling on. You're paying attention only to your Captain's skilled hip movements and the way each one makes you feel better than the last.
"We should finish up here," the Admiral says.
And on that, Lipchik drops her thing back down on you, triggering you to finish, indeed. You can't keep yourself from moaning as you release in several spurts.
"Are you sure you're alright?" the Admiral asks you, more annoyed than concerned.
"He's still recovering from some time in the biotank," Lipchik says. "But I'm making sure he's able to withstand some vigorous activity."
The Admiral dismisses everyone and vanishes. You and the Captain get sideways glances from the others as they file out, but she doesn't get off of your lap until it's just you and her left in the briefing room.
She stands up and then looks down at the massive sticky stain covering the crotch of your jumpsuit. She seems quite pleased with the number she's done on you. Then she gives you another sexually-charged kiss on the mouth and whispers into your ear.
"I'll be waiting for you," she says. "Whenever you're ready to try to withstand more vigorous activities."
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