"What's for breakfast?" If I help in the kitchen, can we do grits'n' eggs'n'bacon? Hmmmm?"Now, by this stage of our relationship, Cindy could've asked...me to walk barefoot over hot coals and I would've been peeling my socks off, so cooking breakfast with her was obviously an easy thing to accept. We staggered together to the bathroom. I hit the sink first, washing my sleepy face giving her time to free up the toilet, then we changed places.The kitchen was a happy set of collisions as we laughed. Quickly, I removed my shabby, patched jeans to reveal sleek and slender legs. I then pulled my t-shirt over my head and immediately felt exposed. He beckoned me to continue but yet again, I hesitated. Was I really going to reveal my most intimate areas to my boss? I looked into his eyes and something in them bound me to continue. Tentatively, I removed the small pieces of fabric that lay between my intact dignity and complete humiliation. “There” he sighed “that wasn’t too difficult was it?. She was tighter than the other girls Landon had brought to the cabin, and hornier too. They didn’t even have to foreplay. Wanted to go right to fucking, he liked that. He grinned as he pinched her nipples again, feeling her muscles contract around his shaft. He won the fight with Lucas and he’d be filling the girl first tonight. His smile turned into groans as she was gripping him tighter and tighter.Jolene calmed from her orgasm and squeezed hard on his shaft with her muscles. It’s what drove. On the bridge you could have heard a pindrop. Each member of the bridge crew was intensely watching theirdata and video screens. After a wait that seemed like an eternity, Iheard someone call out ?Vessel de-cloaking aft of the starboardnacelle?.The Captain immediately commanded, ?Concentrate all fire. Targettheir engines. Fire phasers!?I quickly punched up the feed from the starboard nacelle camera. Itwas hard to immediately detect the vessel. It looked like a ripple ina pond but the pond.