**All characters are over 18
**This is a SERIAL so it is a running story so please look for the previous/following installments!
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Previously on Just In Time: Justin, a young lab tech, is sent back in time to prevent the theft of Cleopatra's poison! After an "REM lesson" where Justin learned all about Ancient Egypt and how to fit in, he seems to be carrying himself well. Justin lands in Ancient Egypt and is assumed to be an agent of the God Horus and is duly rewarded by the lovely Isis for saving her when she takes young Justin's virginity.
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The sun had not yet risen when Isis shook Justin awake.
"Hurry, we need to make love before my father wakes."
Justin was laying on his side and opened his eyes bleakly and blinked them a few times until Isis came into view. Just as last night she was stunning. Her large breasts were standing to intention in front of him and Justin reached out and motioned for her to get back in bed. Justin pulled her back against his chest with her back to him so he could stroke her large breasts.
Isis purred softly into the pillow. She reached back and took a hold of Justin's cock and pulled it into her warm opening. Lying side by side with his cock inside Isis, Justin felt as if she was even tighter than the night before. Isis leaned back and kissed Justin wetly on the mouth.
"If you think I'm making you feel too good, just take you thumb and forefinger and make a ring at the base of your cock and pull tight. It will slow you down," Isis said.
Justin closed his eyes as pleasure washed over him.
"Do it," Isis urged.
Justin reached down, and ringed his cock at the base and pulled tightly. Some of the sensation abided.
"Good," Isis sighed as she wove her hips a little more.
Her hand pulled Justin's down to her dripping pussy and pulled his hand to her clit.
"This makes it better. Be gentle, the more attention it gets, the more it will drive me crazy...oh ohhhh." Isis said as Justin's hand did exactly what she had said.
"Uhhh. Ohhh. Oh, oh, oh," Isis groaned as her body shook.
Justin could feel her body spasming into him and her muscles tightening around him. When Isis stopped shaking she reached behind, and stroked Justin's balls. The shock and the pleasure took over Justin and he let go as he came with a loud bang.
"Oh yes, come inside me, I want to have your baby," Isis cooed.
Justin thrusted into her over and over until he felt his cock soften.
Justin opened his eyes. He'd never come that way before. Then again, Isis sure beat the hell out of his hand. Pun intended. She was beautiful. Isis lay back, looking up at him with a smile in her eyes.
She reached up to play with Justin's hair.
"Do you think I will?"
"What?"
"Have your baby. He would be half God," Isis said seriously.
"I think you will – if Horous wills it," Justin replied equally seriously.
Isis smiled and pulled on her coverlet. "You must get ready, my father and I will take you to see my sister Iras. She will get you into the palace. Although I'm not sure how much power she will have considering Octavian is watching Cleopatra like a hawk. And if Octavian executes Cleopatra, it may be dangerous to be introduced as my sister's friend."
Justin nodded.
They were close to the palace gate where they were to meet Isis' sister Iras.
Isis leaned in close to Justin so her father couldn't hear, "you fuck like a God now, agent of Horus, you may have to use that among the palace servants. Many of them will have been used by whomever has passed through but they are rarely satisfied themselves. And from what my sister tells me, they are greedy for exotic travelers."
"My eyes make me exotic?"
"Well your height," Isis said, and leaned close to him, "and your huge cock, that will spread quickly amongst the women."
Justin fought back a smile. Maybe this was going to be a good gig.
As they made their way into the palace, Justin saw a tall confident man with long hair, braided to crown his head and a flowing beard. Justin knew who that was. It was the historian Strabo.
"I have an idea," Justin whispered to Isis.
Justin suggested that he could pretend to be a servant sent to serve Strabo, who was well regarded in the palace, and to be Strabo's connection to Cleopatra. Iras could help Justin fit in and answer his palace related question and also help Strabo get access to Cleopatra. Isis admitted it could work. Justin pressed Isis not to tell Iras that he came from Horus and had Isis tell her father to do the same.
"What does your sister look like?" Justin asked Isis.
"Like me, but with smaller breasts," Isis said with a smile.
Finally Justin saw her. Isis had been right, they did look very much alike. They had the same hair and the same face. Although, Justin realized Isis had not just been sisterly competitive about her last statement. Iras' breasts did appear to be much smaller.
Isis talked to her sister and kissed Justin on the cheek. Justin thanked both Isis and her father. Isis took Justin's hand in both of hers.
"Thank you again for what you did. I hope," and she leaned in closer, "I hope something grows inside me," she finished, pulling Justin's hand to rest on her belly. Justin just smiled.
"You made quite a bit of an impression on my sister," Iras said as they walked into the back entrance of the palace.
"And not you," Justin flirted.
"Not...yet," Iras said, deciding to warm to him just a little bit.
"Strangely it escaped them to tell me what you are called."
"Justin."
"Justin?"
Thinking quickly of his REM lesson, Justin added, "Justinian."
Iras nodded and lead the way to the servants' quarters.
Several people whispered behind them as they went.
"We don't see people as tall as you very much, nor do we see people with different colored eyes. I'm afraid it may be difficult for me to conceal your arrival very much," Iras said.
"Have there been any other arrivals lately?" On seeing Iras' look he quickly added, "meaning, since Octavian's arrival."
"A striking woman joined Octavian's retinue the day before you got here. She's tall. Very tall. Almost as tall as you even. With flowing black hair. She stood out quite a bit. At first I thought she was one of my lady's assassins. Especially when Octavian took a liking to her, but he remains alive and my lady was just as surprised by her as everyone else."
"Just the woman?"
"A stupid man. One who can barely speak replaced the one of the cleaning servants. And, let me see. A strange looking man replaced the old doctor we had."
Justin's mind was racing. The woman could be getting near Octavian to orchestrate Cleopotra's death and take the poison. But that would be a much more difficult affair than it would be for this bumbling servant to swipe the poison while he was cleaning at night. Even this doctor could be the person if Cleopatra had used the palace doctor to mix her poison.
"And this is Charmion," Iras said, motioning toward another girl.
Justin realized they were near their end as they had left the servant's quarters and looked to be in the suite housing the owner of the palace. Justin could not remember if that room was where Cleopatra was quarantined or if it was where Octavian now ruled.
The girl in front of him was shorter than both Iras and Isis but she was no less beautiful. Her black hair was cut more in the way that people thought of the stereotypical Cleopatra cut, short, at her ears. Her features were sharp, she had bony shoulders, slender legs, and small pert breasts poking at her tunic.
Justin saw Charmion sizing her up as well. Her eyes seemed to drink in his height and were knocked backward by his eyes.
"I'm Justin," he said simply.
"I'll go to make it known that you are to be the conduit between us and Strabo. But stay here, don't go anywhere without me," Iras said to Justin.
To Charmion she said, "I'm going to talk with the other servants about our lady's day, please show Justin the room vacated by that idiot Juba.
Charmion looked happy to show Justin his room and they swept off after Iras left.
It was a small room with not much but a bed but Justin figured he couldn't really be picky. It was better than sleeping with the rest of the servants. And it had a door. Ancient Egypt seemed a lot more comfortable than Justin would have thought.
Charmion closed the door behind her and stared at Justin.
Justin saw the look in her eye and smiled. He walked over to her, took her chin in his hands, lifted her mouth up, and bent down and kissed her aggressively. She opened her mouth and Justin pushed his tongue in. Justin wasted no time and his hands wound around Charmion to undue the strings holding up her coverlet. With a simple pull it crumpled to the floor and Charmion was naked in front of him.
Charmion's breasts were firmer than Isis' and her nipples seemed dots sticking out of beautiful mounds. There was a small tuft of pubic hair at her pussy that Justin thought had a spot of wetness.
Justin took her in his arms, pulling her up to him. The little girl felt like she weighed nothing and Justin closed his arms around her and held her up to his eye level. He kissed her hard and pushed her against the wall. Charmion wrapped her legs around Justin and moved against him. Justin laughed and brought her over to the bed and laid her down.
