Deanna got out of her blue jeans. Lifted her blouse and grasped her bra. When Deanna did, her hand brushed across her breast. As if in a dream or in n...ne. This brought Deanna back to the thoughts of Maureen. That warm soft thought of feeling Maureen's hand touching her. A sense of longing and passion surged through Deanna's entire body. Her breasts, so hungry to be touched.Deanna stood alone eyes closed. She could feel a pleasant, breeze. As Deanna's thoughts became lost in Maureen. As did her. Engines thundered once again, and the vibration started, growing by the second, until suddenly, after what seemed like hours, but could only have been a few minutes, it stopped, and looking out of the portholes, they could see the new Earth below them. Before long, they were down on firm ground, and after checks, they could step down onto the green land. The passengers and crew grouped around the Captain, who they asked unanimously to be their leader. His first request was that they should. “Hey little man,” he says and smirks at me. I get the session started as more of their entourage shows up. Soon after I arrive, my fiancée texts me that she was restless and bored. She asks me if she can come by the studio today. She’s friends with the staff so when I told her I’d be too busy to hang with her at lunch, she said no worries and that she’d just stay in one of the lounges. So I’m working and she’s somewhere in the building. I get a text from her telling me that one of the guys. She then began to unbutton my Levis jeans and proceeded to pull them off my body along with the underwear I had on for the last few days. Had I not been so ashamed of my current state of dirtiness I would have found this undressing very erotic. When Maggie had all my clothes off she quietly gathered them up and threw a blanket over me. I fell asleep while hearing the soft humming of the washing machine apparently washing my newly shed clothes. I woke to a soft hand pulling me off the floor. It.