“If you’re aliens, why do you look human?” She could only imagine that everything was like a human. She damn well hoped so.
“We’re humanoid. You don’t think Earth is the only planet inhabited do you? Hey you…behind the counter. I need a refill.” Tommy sighed and continued. “He’s a cute guy but probably has his mother dress him. No style whatsoever.”
“How’d you get your names? Jared and Tommy are rather normal names.
Shouldn’t you be called Pla-booger-345 or something weird?” Shaking his head, Tommy put a hand on his hip and explained. “We picked names more common to blend in.”
“Okay, I’ll bite. What’re your real names?” Rene was following along with what she thought was a charade.
Waving his hands on either side of his head Tommy answered, “You really don’t want to know. They just gave us numbers because we were cloned. Sort of like your Social Security system over here on Earth. We’re just numbers. Nothing special.”
“I know the feeling. Working in big business and trying to make it in this rat race makes you feel like nothing more then a drone.” Rene sipped her coffee. “So where’d you get your names then?”
“I picked them.” Tommy smiled ear to ear, giddy with himself.
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“Ever hear of soap operas? He picked names from one of those,” Jared answered.
“I was addicted to them. Those shows suck you in and right when you get to a climactic scene…they cut to a commercial.”
“That’s the story of my sex life. Just when it gets good, the guy needs a commercial break.” Rene slumped into her chair.
“We’ll have to remedy that,” Jared said the right thing, again.
Is it getting hot in here or am I horny? Looking at Jared she knew, she wanted a nasty fuck, like right now.
After talking and flirting for a while, the three of them seemed to get along and the sexual tension between Rene and Jared was obvious. She was into him and he definitely wanted to get into her. In any hole possible. Hips or lips, he wasn’t worried about where.
Rene figured she would throw caution to the wind and follow along with this game being played on her. These were a couple of really cute guys. She didn’t have anything else to do. She had left her job, needed a change and this little adventure seemed like fun. Stupid…but fun.
As the three of them chatted and talked about a variety of things from the weather to bad television shows, the obvious connection between them grew.
“What the fuck. Let’s go.” Rene threw her hands up and began to get up from the table.
Also getting up, Jared knocked a napkin holder off the table. He bent over to pick it up and Rene’s eyes stared at his muscular ass. Ache crept through her pussy. She imagined her fingernails digging into Jared’s ass as they fucked.
“Anybody home? Heloooooooo? I can’t believe it. Jared bends over and you are a vegetable.” Tommy obstructed her view. “Look…don’t I have a nice ass, too?” Tommy posed in a standard jeans ad pose, sticking his ass out with his shirt pulled up.
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“Well, yes, I am sorry.” Blushing six different shades of red, Rene was caught wishing for Jared’s pants to fall down.
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Chapter Three
After following Rene to her apartment in the truck, the two guys stood in her small home.
“I just need to get a few things.” Rene ran into her bedroom while Tommy and Jared stood in the middle of her tiny apartment.
“Ewwwww, and she does interior design?” Tommy looked around the room, analyzing the décor, his own ego and realm of expertise showing its face. The room was bland, with only a couch, loveseat and a small end table. On the wall hung a flat-panel television and a few unimpressive pictures.
“It looks as though she’s never home. She must be one of those workaholic types.” Jared walked into the kitchenette area. He glanced into the fridge and saw old pizza, some outdated milk and various flavors of yogurt and some pre-made salads. No beer, hmmm.
Tommy walked over to the large window, which led to a small patio. He opened the sliding glass door and went outside. “I love the night air,” he said, leaning on the patio railing overlooking the city.
Jared moved toward the bedroom and saw the door ajar. With his finger, he opened it a bit more. Leaning against the wall, he saw Rene’s reflection in the full-length mirror she had on her closet door.
Hmmm, interesting, he thought as Rene was pulling her blouse off and standing in her panties. She reached her arm back and unfastened her bra, letting it fall. Jared stood, admiring her nicely shaped breasts. He bit his lip, hungry for more.
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caution to the wind. Acting careless, like some bad actress in an even poorer B-rated movie. But she could really use a little make-believe adventure right about now. That, and a starring role in a hot, erotic, sex movie with two guys.
Her hands fell to her hips and began to roll the waistband of her underwear down.
The silky fabric tumbled along her swaying thighs and legs.
Jared breathed in. Her fragrance was intoxicating. He couldn’t pinpoint what it was but something about her stirred him.
Jared’s thoughts raced through his head. Nice ass. Damn, I am horny again. Look at that small patch of hair. What’s that tattoo say on her hip? Why don’t I just jump her? Why am I thinking all these thoughts? Echoooooo. Where am I? Who’s talking to me? Oh wait, it’s my conscience telling me to pay attention and quit fucking around.
Rene turned and faced her bed. Kneeling down, she reached under and grabbed a travel bag. Standing naked, she knew she obviously needed clothes but what else? Just the necessities and some naughty stuff—just in case.
Let’s see, condoms, strawberry flavored lube, breath mints, my new vibe, a rainbow of thongs, the pocket instamatic nail file and knife with one thousand uses, some pepper spray in case these two looney tunes try something, my address book and Midol—can’t go anywhere without THAT. I am forgetting something. Oh, Lord, my Swiss chocolate stash.
The hair on the back of her neck began to stand on end. A growing warmth began to swell inside her pussy, making her suddenly gasp. She tightened her thighs and couldn’t figure out why she was having this sudden ache. An uneasy chill crept down her spine. She was being watched and could feel lustful eyes staring at her.
Turning around she saw nothing in her doorway, just a shadow disappearing off the wall. She had better hurry. There were only a few comfy clothes she wanted, so she grabbed them and stuffed them into the travel bag. She slipped into a pair of skin-tight jeans, a pair of nice boots and a red silk blouse that clung to her body. She had always enjoyed the feel of silk against her skin. The blouse tied at the bottom revealing a hint of midriff.
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After she finished packing quicker than ever, she left her bedroom and walked into the living room.
Nobody was there. They must have left. Rene should have known it was a joke. She was getting into the idea of an adventure and spending time with these two characters.
Especially Jared.
“You see over there, Tommy? That’s Venus.” Jared’s voice echoed from the balcony.
With a sigh, Rene went out to the balcony with them. They all looked to the stars.
“You ready?” Tommy asked as he grabbed Rene’s hand. “That’s all you are bringing?”
“Yeah, it’s not like I’ll be gone that long. I’ll take care of the bills and stuff when I get back.”
“Okay, whatever you say.” Tommy then slipped her hand under his arm and walked toward the door. “So you are going to wear that? We need to talk Rene,
we need to seriously talk.”
Jared grabbed her bag and they left.
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The three of them piled into the truck and headed toward the downtown area as night began to fall.
“Well, sweetheart—”
“Rene, my name is Rene.”
“Okay, Rene. ” Tommy made quotation marks with his fingers. “We need to take you to our spaceship, actually the portal to our ship. Then we can zip off to our planet and never come back.”
“This is a joke, isn’t it? Some of the guys from the fabric department set this up, right?”
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Jared piped in. “Nope, this is for real. We have been searching for you for quite a while. We need a certain type of woman. Somebody that is ready for change.”
“Jared…pull over here…stop, stop, hurry!” Before the car stopped completely, Tommy leaped out.
“Oh, shit. Tommy we can’t. Later, we don’t have time for this now!” Jared chased after Tommy.
Rene looked out the side window. Opening the door, she got out and started to walk towards the two guys. Jared tried in vain to move Tommy from his stance. Rene stepped up. “What the hell are you looking at?”
“I have been looking for this for months and months, you gotta let me get it, Jared.
I’ll do anything. I’ll even fuck that ugly bitch you set me up with.” Jared sighed, knowing he had to give in. “Okay. But you don’t have to sleep with that dog.”
Tommy danced in the street. “Whoaaaaaa, yeah. Gimme, gimme the money.” He grabbed it from Jared’s hand and ran into the small hole-in-the-wall store. It had a brick entrance and an old-fashioned décor with a seventies feel of neon and bright colors in the window.
“That’s really not a nice way to talk about women.”
“Huh? Oh, well we weren’t talking about a woman. We were talking about an old woman’s poodle. We got drunk and I dared him to fuck the dog. He said we all have limitations. I haven’t heard the end of it since. He can be such a bitch sometimes.” Jared shook his head, smiling.
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“Hello, dahhhhhlings, don’t you just looooooooove my new jacket?” Tommy stood seductively against the wooden doorframe in a purple crushed-velvet sports jacket.
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They walked back to the truck. Except Tommy—who sashayed like a princess.
“Why do you guys act like this?”
“Well, all we get on our satellite is the infomercials and the cheap TV stations. And he watches reruns of that show where the gay guys do a makeover of a straight male.
Tommy just loooooves the different characters. We thought we would blend in easier if we acted like people from television.”
“Blend in? What planet are you from again?”
“Uranus.”
“Pardon me?”
“We live inside Uranus.”
“My anus?”
“Not my-anus…Ur-anus. You know, the planet. Didn’t we go over this in the coffee shop? In the solar system. Don’t they teach you humans anything in school?”
“That sounds about right for you two. I thought Uranus was bitterly cold. Life can’t exist there. I’m getting a headache.” Rene rubbed her temple and sighed.
“Well on the surface it is just smooth and cold. But inside Uranus, it is warm. Many species live in the long tunnel of caves buried beneath the surface. It is a cramped, small area.”
“Yep, you’ll like it there. Uranus may be a little dusty but it’s not much different from some of your cities.”
“Holy smokes, what’s that smell? Oh, jeez, it’s horrible.” Rene blinked her eyes tightly.
Tommy sniffed the air and looked over to Jared with an eyebrow raised. “It was probably Jared. Every time he eats pork, he gets gas. One time he ate a whole bag of pork rinds. Oh. My. GOD. I was scared to light a match.”
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“Couple? Ohhhhh, you have us all wrong. We’re Uranuses. We are here on a mission for the queen. She rules over all the male population. She wants us to bring a female Earthling to the planet. She has a job for the woman who comes to Uranus with us. So it will be you, the queen, a dozen breeders and about two million men.”
“I like those odds. I need to get laid anyway. Maybe I can find one that isn’t an asshole.” Rene began to laugh.
“Oh, quit it. We only mate male to female for creation of more life or when the queen gets an itch for some beefcake. She is such a slut. I mean, you could probably fit a whole arm up there and have to open your fingers to feel the sides.”
“That’s just great. A black hole of sex.”
Rene began to rub her forehead. “I’m getting a migraine. What does the queen do?” With a sigh, Tommy began his little condensed speech for Rene.
“The queen basically rules Uranus. Think about it, when hasn’t a woman ruled everything. So anyways, she only mates with certain men. Men like…never mind. It’s rather complicated. She is like a merry-go-round, everyone gets to take a ride and it seems to last forever and you feel sick in the end.”
“Hey, we just follow orders. I hear it is pretty bad now. She has like four guys at a time. I was one of her bodyguards before coming here to study Earth. Things were different before. Now I’d be afraid I would fall in,” Jared piped in.
“That’s disgusting!!!” Rene shook her head.
Angrily Tommy turned back. “Oh, I see, Earthlings are so much more sophisticated.
I have seen some of your so-called entertainment. Girls with horses, midgets, guys with farm animals. Although, that one time with the cow was interesting. Besides, that was a long time ago.”
Pausing, Tommy continued. “I wanted to be a woman for a while and thought I would DIE when I had a period. I would eat four gallons of chocolate ice cream and a dozen pepperoni sticks.”
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Jared interrupted. “You can’t judge people without knowing them. Or aliens for that matter.”
“Can we hear some music or something?” Rene rubbed her temples, feeling a migraine coming on. This is what happens from too much coffee, she thought.
“Oh, sure, what would you like?” Tommy bounced in his seat.
Now lost in thought, Rene said, “Not the Village People. I don’t care. Just something.”
“Ewwww, they suck. I have a perfect disc that you’ll love.” Jared reached out to cover the CD player opening. “NOT Cher. I am so tired of that CD.”
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Chapter Four
The truck pulled up to the downtown area. Jared parked it in a darkened alley beside a bar. Jared hit the ignition, ending Tommy’s CD in the truck, and silence took over.
“Awww…shit.” Tommy was peeved at not being able to dance anymore.
“A bar. You are taking me to a bar. Are you kidding me?” Rene quickly realized some free drinks might help. They sure couldn’t hurt.
The doors of the bar opened as a couple left. Tommy was again in heaven, the silence was broken by the blasting sound of eighties music. Tommy shook his head and hopped out shaking his ass like a schoolgirl. “Wooohooo, I love this music.”
“The transport is over there.” Tommy pointed to an ATM booth under a corner streetlight. “We just need to wait until midnight then we can leave. Might as well have some fun.”
A cloud of smoke billowed out the door as Jared opened it.
“Ah, my kinda place. Loose women and alcohol. What a great mix, and I need to get laid before the trip.”
Tommy whispered into Rene’s ear, “He always gets horny before space travel.
Actually he is always pretty horny.”
Rene almost said “likewise” but thought better of it.
“Let’s dance. I wanna shake my ass to some tunes. Come on, don’t get shy on me now. I’
m a great dancer.” Tommy tugged Rene to the floor as a techno beat filled the room.
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Just as Tommy began to circle Rene, the music changed, as did the mood. The lighting turned blue and the music was a slow jam that had everyone filling the floor quickly and fully.
Rene turned to leave and was grabbed by the waist. Tommy pulled her close to him. “I said I wanted to dance.” His voice was deeper than before.
Standing with her back to his front, Rene began to sway with Tommy’s lead. He was warm, and for a guy who acted gay, he was beginning to push something against her backside from his groin area.
“Mmmm, you are a good dancer.” Rene turned around to face Tommy. Looking up she noticed his smile, and his hands fell to her waist, pulling her close. His thigh rested between her legs and with each sway, she felt the tightening of his leg against her aroused cunt. They were close, the temperature was rising and Rene was enjoying the way Tommy felt. The inner slut was raising her head.
“Where’s Jared?” Rene asked trying to gain control back.
“I don’t know and don’t care. He’s probably looking for a redhead. He says redheads tend to keep him dormant longer for the trip. Personally, I think it’s because he likes to have different flavors. He’s such a man-whore.” Tommy pulled Rene to him and she couldn’t resist snuggling into him.
The song ended and with a sigh, Tommy and Rene parted. He led her to a small table in the corner. It was the only one empty, except for the leftover drinks and napkins scattered across it.
“Oh. My. God. This is gross. I need to clean this. I’ll get us a few drinks, too.” Rene paused then ordered. “Get me a Screaming Orgasm.” Laughing Tommy walked away. “You’re terrible, I’ll see what I can do.” Rene scanned the bar. Darkness covered most of it with couples flirting and kissing.
There was a group of women at the large table by the dance floor, looked like a party.
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Something made the hair on the back of Rene’s neck tingle. Someone was looking at her. She turned toward a pitch-black hallway in the back wall behind her. There she squinted to see a pair of eyes—Jared’s eyes. Like before, they cut through her. But he wasn’t alone.
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