He called out to Abby, who was making calls at her desk. ‘You better get Ed Cassidy in here, too,’ he sighed. Just then Nathan’s phone rang. ‘...’ll get it, Abby,’ he called out to her. ‘I’d bet a month’s pay that it’s Bob Jackson.’ Nathan’s hunch was correct. Nathan: I just read it, Bob. Jackson: This changes all our plans! Nathan: Not necessarily—at least not right away. I think that I can get Ed Cassidy to help us. Jackson: I’m listening! Nathan: I’ll get him to have the union insist that. You just went straight through my shields with your rampant emotions," he said in a tone that made sure she knew that he wasn't open to negotiation. "You may be the Captain, but you're also my wife. I'm not standing by to see you fall apart. We need you at your best."Before she could deliver a reply, she dissolved in the glittering light of a matter transport and was gone."I'm taking over here," Trip said to the two crewmen, who had watched the scene from a respectful distance.Captain Sopek. I could feel his cock against my back, pressing hard against my ass cheek as my pussy yearned for it. Again he lifted my leg, placing my foot behind his knee while I felt his cock lightly brush against my aching pussy. ‘Hmm…You want it?’ he murmured into my neck as I rolled my head against the pillow. My body was pulsing, everything was tingling and all I wanted was his cock.‘I want to fuck you.’ he said, softly enough. I shook my head as I looked at him, if there was a way of begging to be. But if I were you, I would be a little more careful now. Dad has changed since you've last been around him."Arlene got up with the ashtray. Dumping its contents in the wastebasket, she took a tissue and wiped the ashtray clean before returning it to the table. Reseating herself, she looked at Susan. "Better pay attention to what Mom says. She wasn't kidding about having Daddy fuck you on that table. You squeaked by on that one, but Dad will usually do what Mom asks. If she thinks she can't.