**All characters are over 18 and FICTIONAL
**This is a SERIAL, like my other series TRIPLE THREAT, so it is a running story so please look for the previous/following installments!
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Previously on Just In Time: Justin is sent back in time and goes undercover in Cleopatra's palace as a servant of the historian Strabo to prevent the theft of Cleopatra's poison! Justin rules out two of the three suspects when he decides the hunchback doctor isn't the time bandit and the beautiful tall mystery woman is unlikely, which leaves the newly hired servant for him to question. After finally sating Iras' desire, Justin finds himself in bed with both Charmion and Iras.
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Justin was feeling sleepy again after the session with Charmion and Iras and with both of the beautiful servant girls snuggling up against him the warmth was pleasantly decreasing his desire to get out of bed.
"Masea will be here tonight," Iras said softly.
Charmion nodded.
"You know what that means," Iras asked.
Charmion nodded again.
"So this was a sort of going away party," Charmion said.
"What do you mean?"
Iras opened her mouth but Charmion shot her a look and Iras closed her mouth.
"Perhaps you should pay a final visit to our lady," Charmion said.
"Why is it a final visit?"
"Octavian will move her in a day or so," Charmion said.
"I need to see the servant," Justin said.
"I'll take you to find him, Charmion will tend to our lady," Iras said.
Charmion nodded and they all rolled out of bed.
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"He talks funny and always seems to be prowling around where he shouldn't be," Iras said, describing why she thought this new servant was suspicious.
"There he is," Iras said, pointing at a man who did look out of place.
He had a closely shaved beard and while he was not as tall as Justin, he was taller than the other Egyptians.
"Ask him the same batch of questions and I'll be in earshot," Justin said.
"Why hello," Iras began, engaging the servant.
Justin looked over his shoulder and saw the servant run his eyes over Iras. Well at least she got in the door, Justin thought.
"...and where did you work before? Oh a mansion by the Cairo bazaar. How fascinating. Are you from Cairo? You are? Whereabouts, I go there quite often to visit one of my cousins. What was that? Hmm. I've never been to that part of town I guess..."
Justin turned around and looked at the man. He was visibly sweating and it seemed like his answers were getting thinner and thinner.
The man's eyes rose to Justin's and recognition dawned on the man. He turned and fled.
Justin tore out after him.
Right when Justin's fingers were about to close over the man's shoulders the man darted down a tight alleyway and disappeared from view.
Panting, Justin made his way back to Iras.
Iras shook her head sadly and pushed Justin's hair back around his head. She kissed him lightly on the mouth and looked up into his eyes.
"Is he the one?"
Justin nodded.
Charmion came up behind them.
"My lady would like to see you," Charmion said.
Justin nodded.
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Cleopatra's back was to him as Justin walked into her room. She had a beautiful, straight, strong back. Her skin was a beautiful light copper.
"I need your help," Cleopatra said without turning around.
"My help," Justin stuttered?
"Leave us girls," Cleopatra said, her back to them all.
"You're no historian," Cleopatra said, finally turning around to look at Justin.
"What?"
"When my servant Masea came to me today it dawned on me. I remembered the man who introduced her to me. Who brought her to me and told me to raise her like a daughter so she would love me and give her life to me," Cleopatra said.
"I don't see..."
"That man was you," Cleopatra said.
"I don't understand," Justin began.
"You were an artist then, although you are probably as much of a historian as you are an artist," Cleopatra said.
"Did we...?" Justin asked.
Cleopatra smiled and even blushed, "of course, we were drawn to each other as we were this time."
"How do you explain this? I don't remember it."
"I doubt it has happened yet. To say the least, you were much more, experienced."
"What do you think I am then? A God?"
"I think you're a man. Who will help me."
Justin nodded.
"I need something too. What I'm here for. It's a vial of poison. I think you know what I'm talking about."
Cleopatra looked at him sharply. Hesitated, then nodded.
"I need to know what you were going to do with it afterwards, and where you got it from," Justin said.
"The doctor. He's one of my people. And afterwards I needed to leave it in the room. It was the only the way," Cleopatra said.
"Okay. I need to be there. Hidden. He'll be there too so think of a different hiding spot, he's no doubt found your other one."
Cleopatra looked surprised but she nodded.
A weight seemed to be lifted from Cleopatra and she finally smiled.
"I want you to do one other thing for me?"
"What?"
"Me."
Cleopatra laughed and took Justin's hand.
"So you'll remember for next time."
Cleopatra led Justin to the bed. She reached up and pulled him down to her and kissed him deeply.
She kept her lips locked to his as she slid back onto the bed.
Justin slid onto the bed next to her and caressed her breast through her top while one of his hands slid down to her crotch.
Justin lifted the thin fabric that covered her crotch and began tickling her pussy lips with his fingertips.
"Let me teach you something for next time," Cleopatra said.
She took two of Justin's fingers and pushed them into her pussy. She sighed and then turned Justin's hand so that his palm was facing up.
"Now curl your fingers. There's a soft spongy spot...oh yes, that's it..." Cleopatra cooed.
"Oh, oh yes that's it. Keep doing that. Oh God. Oh yes. Just. Just hold it like that. Oh."
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhhhh ohh ohhhh."
Cleopatra shook and moaned, riding Justin's hand.
Unlike last time though when Justin thought Cleopatra had hit her peak, she kept going. And she got louder.
A thought came over Justin that he was surprised he hadn't thought of before.
Justin's thumb moved up and probed Cleopatra's clit.
She screamed.
And then, she squirted.
Justin was shocked.
But with his fingers in her pussy and his thumb on her clit, she kept going.