“Ohhh, I see, you want me dressed up like a school girl,” she still laughed.“Well… maybe, what’s wrong with that? I’d have lots of fun dre...sing you up. Although I’d probably send you to school in a tiny tight shirt, little white ankle socks and a nice mini skirt, without any underwear too,” I added. Outlining my fantasies to her was making me feel slightly horny again, even though my body was too tired to do anything other than lay here.“Oh, I see, basically you want me to dress like a. Kritikaji had worn a skirt so we figured she can quickly slip it on and open the door. Only we were sure no one would bother since no one would be around. Unfortunately, this motherfucker of an ass-licker to our team’s manager turned up to pick some files up at the office. He noticed the board room’s light from under the door and knocked.We quickly scrambled to set the stuff on the table, and ran behind it and sat. Kritikaji put her skirt on super fast and got the door. While it was a good. We took Appleby and Bere out for our first hyperspace jumps under human control. We weren't really up to synchronized fleet movements together yet, but their assigned crews -not the trainees they usually had doing things but the men formally assigned to those two ships- had been practicing. As long as they didn't try to do things too close together they wouldn't get in each other's way, and until we had some kind of lifeboat we wanted two ships to stay together in case one of them had a. But more importantly, my cock was blown; better than it had even been blown in my life. And in that moment of realization, I knew I would forever regret letting Kris leave without exploring further.“Wait!” I blurted out. “It’s not… I just… Don’t go. Don’t be sorry.” She paused what she was doing with her dress now bunched in front of her, covering her soft dick. “I’m just… surprised. That’s all. It just surprised me.” I explained. My own cock was now soft again, resting limp on the couch.