Reg Barclay walked down the corridor on deck eight. He was nervous, he was always nervous. Ever since he had first met Lt. Barclay had been in love with Counselor Deanna Troi. And now she had offered to help the crew with the virus. He was going to make his dream come true.
Barclay valiantly summoned up his courage and walked to her door. Then panicked and took several steps back. Convincing his self that she would not turn down a sick man he regained his courage and tapped the panel that activated the chime on the inside.
"Come in." sang the heavenly voice of the Betized, Troi.
Barclay walked through the sliding doors and saw her. Troi's long black hair flowed over her lightly tanned shoulders. She wore clothes that were most certainly not Starfleet issue. It was a short, white, silk teddy.
"Reg," she called, "How did I know that you would come to me?"
"Well, you are empathic." stammered Reg nervously.
"Alright, Reg, this is a one time thing. I want you to understand that." said Troi seriously
"I know, Counselor."
"Good, but call me Deanna." said the vixen as she pushed him down on the hard Starfleet couch. She pulled his uniform blouse up and worked at his trousers. Deanna could feel his hardening cock straining against the fabric. Troi reached out and grasp the meat, witch made Barclay jump.
"Reg, you are going to need to relax. Especially for what I am about to do." said Deanna as she freed his fairly large cock and began to slide her soft hand up and down it.
"What are you going to do?" asked Reg stammering over every word. He found it very hard to think with the woman he had always wanted but could never have stroked his dick.
"This." said the Betizoid. She made a show of stretching her mouth and closing it over Barclay's head. Troi started taking long, deep sucks of just the first half inch of his cock head.
To Barclay Deanna's mouth was pure heaven. It was wet, warm, and soft. The engineer's breath caught in his throat as she sucked his prick deeper and deeper in to her mouth. The swirl of her tongue and the friction of her lips almost sent the man through the roof.
Then she stopped.
"I want to fuck you." she said and strattled his legs. The woman pulled her teddy off an freed her beautiful tits to Reg's hungry eyes. He brazenly leaned forward and captured one of her firm nipples in his mouth. He was in ecstasy, or so he thought.
Deanna began to tease herself and her lover by lightly brushing the lips of her hot pussy against his hard manhood. Troi let out a gasp as his prick grazed across her sensitive clit. Now, it was time. She used her fingers to spread her lips, but just barely, and lower herself on to his cock. She slide all the way down as slowly as she could restrain herself.
"Just wait." said Deanna. Then she leaned in to the man and kissed Barclay. Troi's tongue swirled itself in Reg's mouth. At the same time she had started kissing him Deanna began to work the muscles deep inside of her pussy.
