She was maybe wearing a pound too much makeup, and she struck me as the kind of woman who smelled of cheap perfume. She was wearing a tight, thin, str...tchy fabric floral top and a denim mini skirt and strappy red heels. And right now she was rubbing the groin of her companion. He was slightly chunky and was in lumberjack wear, sporting a dark blue baseball hat and washed out work jeans and work boots. He was in grave need of a shave and it looked as though he was about to burst out of his jeans. She was such a cluster of mixed emotions she could not seem to get control of any of her emotions. Ashley had always considered herself a strong 'type one' personality. She was always quick to take charge of a situation and did not submit to anyone. Yet, she just had. She had let a man she barely knew tie her up, whip her with a riding crop and then fuck the shit out of her. What made it worse was she enjoyed it. That was by far the strongest orgasm she had ever had and she would be willing to. "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 disembarked from the shuttle and took a look at the scene. He had just escorted a convoy of freighters to Coridan. With grudging respect he looked at. Mywife and I run our own business and Halloween is End of Month for us. LOTS ofpaper work!I had finished my part and my wife suggested I could go home. She hinted itwould be okay to transform into Lisa. I had the evening at home, Halloween andknowledge that it would be okay to dress as Lisa. I went home thinking a shave,shower and transformation was at hand. It never happened! Sounds weird, huh? Ithought so too.Let me explain. I arrived home, went into the bathroom and took out my razor.