Alex Andropov strode with a happy step down the corridor towards the ship's galley. Time for his supper engagement with Wendy and the alluring Priscilla Ward. His mood, he knew, should have been more somber as he recalled how Wendy had already bedded the auburn haired Ward. But he'd awoke with a refreshing outlook, determined to use his own talents to seduce the new crewwoman into his own bed next.
Wendy would gloat a little to him in private that she'd managed to get to Priscilla first, but he knew she wouldn't stand in the way of Alex trying for his turn. Wendy had had her taste, and would likely even encourage him in his efforts. She was just that way. A free spirit who never got jealous or entangled in the messy attachments that seemed to spring up among many of the crew.
Alex entered the spacious dining hall, and grabbed a tray, entering the serving line. While he shuffled forward with the rest, he scanned the numerous tables for signs of his dinner partners.
Wendy waved from a table across the room near the viewports set into the outer wall. Alex gave a smile and a waved back, pleased to see Priscilla Ward seated already at the same table. He made his way over to them with his loaded tray.
"Good evening ladies," he said in greeting.
"Alex!" Wendy bubbled happily. "Sit down with us."
Alex took the offered seat. "Thanks for inviting me Wendy, Ms. Ward."
Priscilla gave him a big smile and a short laugh. "Please, we're all off duty. Call me Priscilla...all around nice guy Alex Andropov, wasn't it?"
Alex grinned slyly. "How about just Alex." Wendy giggled. "How are you settling in aboard our fine ship, Priscilla?" Alex inquired.
Pris dabbed the corner of her mouth with a napkin. Alex couldn't help but notice the to die for red shade of her lipstick. "Just fine. This is a well-kept ship it seems. My department was operating quite well even before I arrived. The team made me feel right at home from day one."
Alex nodded. "That's wonderful. I think you'll find very few uptight people on our good ship Starlight."
Wendy nodded ascent, "We're one big happy space gong community."
The three of them continued their conversations while finishing their meals.
Wendy took the opportunity to talk Alex up a bit to their tablemate. Alex played it cool and shrugged off the compliments. Pris seemed genuinely interested in him however, listening intently to his recap of his life story after she'd inquired. When he happened to mention that the Starlight was the biggest starship he'd yet served on he involuntarily jumped. A stocking covered foot had started to gently caress his right calf.
Alex scrutinized the expressions on both women's faces to determine who was initiating the covert contact. Neither Wendy nor Priscilla showed a clue however as the conversation drifted along. Alex suspected Wendy was up to her shenanigans, but he couldn't discount that the alluring Ms. Ward might be making advances on him herself.
Somehow the conversation turned to idle pondering of their ship's current mission. "It's one of the longest missions I've served on," Pris commented.
Alex opened his mouth to reply but clacked his jaw closed involuntarily as he felt the foot probe gently into his crotch. Deft toes curled and flexed over his cock trapped beneath his uniform pants. His heart picked up the pace and his member began to swell within the confines of his boxers. Again he shot a look into each woman's expression, but Wendy was absently spooning up the last dollop of pudding from her dessert cup and Pris was sitting back slightly, seeming to wait for his comment that had been cut off.
Alex's mind shifted gears, deciding to step into the game that someone was playing. "The mission is indeed a long one. Our prolonged endeavor could be more rewarding in the end though."
The toes still caressing his trapped cock gave a squeeze and Alex gripped the fork he held a little tighter, inhaling through clenched teeth. Pris seemed to have missed the veiled double entendre in his comments. "Actually I have found my time on the ship so far to be eminently more relaxing than any post I've held before," Pris commented. "Everyone aboard seems very competent, but not stressed at all. It's refreshing."
Wendy smacked her lips lightly after finishing her pudding. "Life is good, that's for sure," she said. Was that a wink she just gave Priscilla Alex wondered suddenly. Pris seemed to blush slightly, as she turned her attention back to Alex. "I heard the ship has an actual arboretum with live plants, shrubs, and small trees," Pris said.
Wendy answered. "It's beautiful in there! It's such a big space compared to the confines of the rest of the ship. Walkways lead you deep into the depths of the growth and for a while you might even forget you're on a starship. It's very calming."
Alex now felt the foot between his thighs stroke more diligently at his ever-hardening cock. "Don't you agree Alex?" Wendy asked with a sprightly gleam in her eye.
It was then that Alex was convinced Wendy's foot was the one taunting him. "Calming indeed," he thought sarcastically. He felt the intruding leg back off finally and the foot stroke gently down his leg before disappearing.
"Why don't you take Priscilla on a stroll there Alex," Wendy suggested. "It's a perfect place to spend some off-duty time."
Alex set his teeth, realizing Wendy had gotten him all hard and was looking forward to his embarrassment when he stood up with a bulge in his pants. But he also realized she'd helped him by giving him a reason to spend more time with Priscilla. Not that he couldn't have managed that on his own if a teasing foot hadn't distracted him.
He turned his suave gaze on Priscilla however and inquired gallantly "I'd be delighted, if you're up for it Priscilla."
Alex had put a slight emphasis on the word "up" and Wendy couldn't help but let out a small snort of laughter that she quickly covered behind a hand. Pris looked a little perplexed by Wendy's laugh, but she focused her attention on Alex. "It'd be a pleasure to have your company Alex Andropov."
Pris rose from the table and turned toward the recycle area with her tray. Alex stood up with a look toward Wendy. As he suspected her eyes zeroed in on his groin as it came into view over the tabletop. A big smile spread on her face and she tossed him a sassy wink. Alex chastised her with his narrowed his eyes. "Have a nice time Alex," she said with a giggle. Alex could feel his hard-on pressing against the fabric of his boxer shorts, straining outward against his uniform pants. He gave Wendy a crooked smile. "Hasn't been bad so far," he admitted.
He attempted to subtly adjust his step and his swollen member within his pants as he moved off to follow Pris. She turned as he neared and he couldn't tell if she noticed his aroused predicament or not. Surely the sight of her shapely ass walking ahead of him hadn't helped him calm down any. He forced himself to focus on the wall beyond her, anything to bring himself under control. Together they left the dining hall and headed toward the forward part of the ship where the arboretum lie.
By the time they'd arrived Alex's aroused member had calmed down enough that he wasn't so conspicuous. He opened the hatch for Pris in a gentlemanly fashion and ushered her in to a vivid green utopia. Like a space going park, the arboretum spread out across the huge open expanse of the ship. A transparent dome filled the sky from wall to wall, the starlight streaming by beyond.
Tall grasses, flowers, shrubs, and even twelve-foot tall trees filled the nearly three acres of deck space. Real stone walkways meandered through the lush growth. The air was moist and earthily pleasant. The whole room was alive with a fresh smell. The only sound in the air was the swaying of branches and blades of tall grass, stirred by the air circulating fans overhead. All else was quiet, and only occasionally were other quiet voices heard from nearby walkways.
"This is magnificent." Priscilla exclaimed in awe as they strolled down a path.
Alex nodded. "Only a few ships have been built with a green-space such as this. Everyone I know says it's the best part of the ship. Keeps us all from going a little space crazy."
"I can see why," Pris answered, bending over to smell some orange petaled flowers growing beside the path. Again Alex couldn't help but notice how her uniform skirt drew tighter across her wonderfully shaped backside as she did so. The dull throb in his pants beat a few tempos against his leg.
She straightened and they continued on. "Wendy and you seem to be good friends," Pris remarked. "She talked a lot about you to me even before dinner."
Alex chuckled, "Well I dunno if you should believe what she said or not."
"It was all good," Pris assured. "She seems to think you are a good man, as far as men go."
Alex chuckled. "I'll have to thank her for that. Wendy is a very good person. Friendly to all, but also a true friend."
"She said you weren't attached like so many other's here on the ship." Pris probed.
