Over the Desk

by Nawtay Brat

  I've never had such an immediate reaction to a female before. I take it as a good sign. I just hope the woman is open to a relationship with an alien. Some species know they weren't the only life form in the universe.

  Others still live in the dark until they're ready for such knowledge. I can't remember which one earth is but it doesn't matter. Soon, she will know aliens are real. And hopefully, soon, I'll be marrying a human.

  CHAPTER TWO

  The trip to the teleport area seems to take forever. Up thirty decks from my current location I contemplate the lift then dismiss it. At this point I don't want to give any of my people a false sense of hope.

  Too many questions will be tossed at me if they see me going to a deck I rarely visit. After all this searching I'd never found a female I'd wanted to meet before now.

  Images of her writhing underneath me fill my mind and make my cock harder. I picture plunging into her hard and deep. Her moans of pleasure, the teasing smile on her face encouraging me to take her hard and fast. I picture her belly swollen with my child. The planet finally at rest when they see her rounded stomach and smiling face.

  Her delicate hands gently caressing her growing belly.

  I make a side trip to my suite to change clothes into something more appropriate for twenty-first century earth. About to leave, I remember they still use currency to pay for goods and services.

  I scramble through the room trying to remember where my father hid the earth artifacts that he used each visit. Upon his death all access had been transferred to me so when I finally find the stash my thumbprint opens the container.

  I grab a handful of money and some plastic rectangular objects. Ready to teleport now I hurry down the corridor taking the back way to the teleport deck.

  Arriving a few minutes later I hold my breath as the doors swish open. Had Rel cleared everyone out? Will I be bombarded with questions about why I'm going to the planet?

  Inside the brightly lit room two operators look up at me. Their smiles tell me Rel spilled the beans about my intention. They say nothing as I step on the dais and nod. The first operator presses a button and I dematerialize with a hiss.

  A few seconds later I re-materialize about fifty feet away from the restaurant.

  I pat my chest, my legs, grab my cock to make sure everything is still in place. Satisfied the teleporter put me back together properly I start walking to the restaurant wondering if she'll still be outside shivering.

  Shit. I should have brought a coat. Now that I look down at my outfit I realize my mistake. Yes, I'm wearing thick pants, a dress shirt fitting this time period but no coat. No boots. Able to withstand drastic temperatures my body regulates itself so I'm comfortable.

  I yank open the door of the restaurant. It creeks in protest. The interior is dark, inadequate lighting not able to chase the shadows away. I pause in the doorway waiting for my eyes to adjust.

  A film covers them allowing me to see in the dark. After a few seconds I can see the entire restaurant as if a hundred lights blazed. A petite brunette smiles at me, her eyes wide. By earth standards I suppose I'm what you would call attractive.

  Remembering to adjust my skin color to earth tones, I change from my normal blue hue to Caucasian before I get too close to the hostess stand.

  "Dinner for one? Or are you expecting someone to join you?" She's grabbing a menu as she talks.

  "Just me." I spot the woman in yellow among all the other waitresses in yellow. Despite wearing the same clothes she stands out among them. A little thicker around the waist, rounded hips, plump breasts—she put the rail thin waitresses to shame.

  "I'd like to sit in her section," I say pointing to my future queen.

  "Claire? Sure. She a friend of yours?"

  "We're going to be much more than that." I wink at her. The moment she understands my meaning she smiles.

  "She's a great girl. Good luck. Follow me."

  I follow the hostess toward the back of the restaurant. She stops at a booth, gestures to the seat and puts the menu on the table. "Claire will be right over."

  Though she has a smile plastered on her face as she races back and forth between tables vying for her attention I can feel the tension pouring off Claire's body in waves.

  Her shoulder muscles bunch, her forehead wrinkles. I catch a slight grimace before she rubs the back of her neck and disappears into the kitchen area. The restaurant is packed. I should have taken that into account. Friday evening just before seven people wanted to eat.

  Never having tried earth food I peruse the menu trying to decide what to gamble my life on. I miss the delicacies of Dal'Atar. The sooner I can accomplish my mission the sooner I can return.

  A few minutes later Claire hurries to my table with a pitcher of water and a glass. She pours the water and places the glass in front of me. "Hi, I'm Claire. I'll be your server tonight. Can't I start you with a drink?"

  Though alcohol wouldn't affect me I decide to forgo it. "I'm Jax. Will you be my queen?"

  Her pen pauses in mid air above her notepad. Wide blue eyes stare at me. "I'm sorry, what was that?"

  "I'm Jax. Just the grilled chicken salad."

  "Sure thing."

  She walks away from my table and I watch the sway of her hips. My cock jerks in response. Flashes of her naked and willing under me race through my mind again.

  Up close she's even more perfect than I thought. The soft sound of her voice, the deep blue eyes, the curves all conspire to make me come before I can even touch her.

  At the end of the row a table of men leer at her as she walks by. One of them snakes out a hand and grabs her ass. Anger boils inside me but I tamp it down.

  Causing a scene in a public place would draw unwanted attention to me and my mission. Not to mention reveal the existence of aliens to an unsuspecting population.

  She glares at the man but keeps walking, dashing into the kitchen to place my order.

  A few minutes later she sidles up to my table again. "Your dinner will be up shortly." She flashes me a smile and I smile back.

  "If I was your boyfriend I would grab those guys by the neck and toss them out of here." I nod to the group of men still leering at her.

  "They're harmless."

  She looks me over, inching closer. I feel a sizzle of heat in the air when her hand almost makes contact with mine.

  "What time do you get off? I don't think you should walk through the parking lot alone."

  "But would I be safe with you?" She smiles again.

  "You have no idea how safe."

  "Color me intrigued."

  "I would really like to make sure you get home okay." I watch the play of emotions on her face. Desire to take a risk. Caution. Taking off with a stranger was a dangerous proposition and she looks like the type to think things through to death before taking the safe way out.

  "I don't know why but there's something about you I trust."

  "I have that kind of face."

  She moves closer, her hand resting on the table an inch away from mine. "That can prove dangerous."

  "I wish you no harm. A beautiful woman such as yourself should be worshipped like a queen. Pleasured. Made love to until you melt in my arms and scream my name.

  "

  "My, that is vivid." Her face turns a becoming shade of pink.

  "Time is short and you're too hot to take things slow."

  She looks down at herself, a skeptical look crossing her face. "I'm hot?"

  "The evidence is everywhere. Those men are still leering at you." I point to the table and the men jerk their heads back and start talking again. "And the other waitresses seethe with jealousy because I only have eyes for you."

  Claire looks around the restaurant. I can feel the tension leaving her body. A smile spreads across her face. "I get off at eight."

  She walks away, avoiding the last table this time. Finally another server brings my food. I push the greens and chicken around my plate not really hungry. Not for food anyway. I hunge
r for Claire. She really has no idea how attractive she is and that makes me more attracted to her.

  I take a couple of bites of the food, the texture and taste of it surprisingly good then I push it away and wait for my check to arrive. Within minutes Claire arrives at my table.

  "Not hungry?" She points to the half eaten dish.

  "Hungry for you."

  She blushes again and writes something on the check before she places it face down on the table. I turn it over once she's walked away. At the top of the paper is her name. Underneath that is a string of numbers separated by dashes. I search my memory and realize it is her telephone number.

  A primitive means of communication for humans. I pull my time piece out of my pocket and see that her shift ends in five minutes. I hurry to the front and pay, fumbling with the crude paper I'd shoved in my pocket. Since I won't be coming back I give it all to them.

  "Thanks for your visit. Come again soon," the hostess says as I leave.

  I hope to be coming soon but not the way she means. Outside I scan the parking lot for Claire. Even though her shift ends at eight I suspect she'll need to punch out, balance her night's totals, count her tips. I cross the parking lot and take a seat on the bench to wait for her.

  CHAPTER THREE

  At eight fifteen the back door opens and she steps outside slipping on a light coat. She tugs the zipper up to her chin and hunches her shoulders. I spring off the bench watching her walk toward me.

  From the front door the leering men burst out into the night. They're laughing, burbing, and staggering. They spot Claire and change direction to intercept her. Claire starts walking faster. I charge forward. Before I can get to her one of the men reaches out and grabs her ass.

  "Hey sweet cheeks." He laughs at his joke. His friends snort.

  Anger takes over. In seconds I'm towering in front of the lecherous prick. I wrap my hand around his neck and lift him off the ground. A gasp escapes Claire's full lips.

  "That is no way to treat my lady or any lady for that matter."

  "Sorry man. I didn't know." The hooligan's feet dangled in mid air.

  "See that you show more respect next time or you won't get off with just a warning."

  He nods, eyes wide with fear. I toss him ten feet across the parking lot. He lands with a huff on his ass. His friends run over and help him up staring at me the entire time.

  "Your lady?"

  "Actually, I'd like you to be my queen."

  "Now you're talking crazy."

  She starts to walk away and panic races through me. "Crazy about you. The moment I saw you from my ship I knew I had to choose you."

  "Your ship?"

  "My spaceship. It's in orbit right now. My people need a queen. They need you."

  The warring emotions on her face give me some hope. The disbelief is there. But I also see desire, awareness, longing.

  "How did you lift that guy up like he weighed nothing?"

  "Because I'm an alien. I possess a lot of things mere earth men don't."

  She grins. "Really? Like what?"

  "I'd like to show you. Come with me to my ship. If you don't want to stay, I'll transport you back down here and never see you again."

  I hate the desperation in my voice but my cock jerks in response to her voice, to her walk. If I can't convince her to be my queen I still want to be buried deep inside her for one blissful night of pleasure neither of us will forget.

  She walks closer to me until she's flush against my body. Her head comes to shoulder. She presses her breasts against my chest. "You're freezing! You're blue."

  I chuckle. "I'm hot. For you." I take her hand and place it on my cheek so she can feel the warmth seeping out of my body. "I'm normally blue."

  She gazes up into my eyes. Confusion passes over her face when she sees their yellow depths. The light filter allowing me to see in the dark makes them look more brown than yellow.

  "You're really an alien?"

  I nod, holding my breath.

  "I might be just as crazy as you are, but okay. I want to see where this goes and you've got me so turned on right now I can't think straight."

  I want to dip my fingers into her pussy to test her readiness but returning to the ship comes before pleasure. I take her hand in mine and we walk down the road to the spot I materialized earlier. I pull out the communication device in my pocket.

  "Transport, two teleporting up. Keep teleporter room clear of all non essential personnel."

  "Why does..."

  The teleporter dematerialized us. A few seconds later it rematerialized us on the dais about a feet apart. She sways slightly and I reach out a hand to steady her. The two operators beam at me, their bodies visibly shaking with excitement.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Claire looks around in a daze and steps off the platform with my help. I hold her hand and guide her to the door.

  "This is really a ship."

  "I told you I was an alien prince."

  She nods. "And you really want me to be your queen?"

  We walk down the corridor to my suites. "My planet needs a queen who can give them a strong heir. You make me so hard I can see us fucking often to produce that heir."

  A blush tinges her cheeks. "I'd never thought about having kids before."

  At my room the door swishes open once I give the command. Inside she lets out a low "Wow."

  "What do you want, Claire?"

  She lowers her lashes and grins at me. "I want you to take me."

  I need no further encouragement. I rip off my clothes cursing all the layers humans wear. As I reveal more of my body her eyes grow wider. She licks her lips. I shove the pants down my legs letting my cock spring forth. It's already hard for her.

  "Wow, you're huge and ribbed and blue."

  I eat the distance between us in two strides. I gather her in my arms wanting nothing more than to feel her naked flesh against mine.

  With as much care as I can muster in my aroused state I whisk off her top and undo the buttons on her skirt nudging it past her hips until it falls to the floor.

  I fumble with the front clasp of her bra but finally free her breasts to my hungry gaze. Next I yank her panties down her legs. Standing before me completely naked she looks even more beautiful to me. I can't wait to plunge my cock into her pussy.

  I pick her up. She giggles.

  "You certainly are strong."

  I carry her to the bed and deposit her in the center. She lands on her back but she props herself up on her elbows to watch me.

  Her eyes grow wider as I crawl up the bed toward her. My cock grazes the rough material of the blanket and I can't wait for the smooth silkiness of her pussy squeezing me.

  I start at her feet, kissing her ankle, then move up to her calf. She shudders, gasps. Undeterred, I move up her legs to the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh.

  I kiss her skin, trailing them up until my hungry mouth reaches her wet pussy. The scent of musk is strong and I struggle to control my desire. Moving too fast might scare her.

  I part her folds with eager fingers, exposing the hard nub of her clit. It is red and swollen, aching to be touched. She squirms under me, arches off the mattress slightly rotating her hips.

  I dart my tongue out to lick her pussy. Her hands grip the blanket as a moan falls from her lips. I undulate my tongue back and forth over her clit increasing the speed each time.

  Whimpers and groans fill the air around me spurring me on. Unable to stay still she arches into my mouth again. I stop flicking her clit with my tongue and draw the tiny nub into my mouth instead sucking on it. Another moan fills the air.

  "Your tongue is magic."

  "And that magic is all yours forever," I say.

  Then I plunge my tongue into her warm core. I pull my tongue out and lave her clit again. As I lick her increasingly faster I plunge a finger into her hole.

  She's so tight, so wet it takes all of my will power not to drive my cock into her and thrust like mad until we're
both panting from exhaustion.

  I want this to last so I slow the speed of my tongue, licking her swollen nub in tiny slow strokes. She plunges her hands into my hair, holding me between her legs.

  As I thrust first one finger then two into her, continuing to lick her clit I feel her legs tremble. Her stomach clenches. She undulates her hips against my mouth. I know she's close to coming but I don't want her to fall over the edge yet. I pull my fingers out.