Day 2

I must be dreaming? I feel a warm embrace, moving, sucking, licking my enlarging dick. I feel a hand on my sack, playing with my balls. The other is stroking the root of my shaft, soft fingers encircling my erection. I open my eyes, feeling the sensation becoming more tangible and not just a fleeting and dreamy excitement. In the dim red light of the alarm clock, I see a shadow bobbing at my waist. I find the light controls and illuminate the room just a little bit. I see Akari, between my legs, my dick in her mouth, glistening from her saliva. She is looking at me with a deep stare, desire overflowing from her eyes. I moan loudly, encouraging her to continue. She doubles her efforts, bobbing her head more quickly, adding more suctions while stroking faster. She must have been working on me for a while, I’m already feeling the upcoming explosion. All this time, she hasn’t stopped staring at me, her eyes locked on mine, enhancing the excitement. I’m only able to delay my ejaculation a little bit, but it’s a lost cause.

With the last air of an exhale, I warn her, “I’m cumming!”

She doesn’t skip a beat or remove my erection from her mouth. She continues, with the same constant tempo. As my orgasm overcomes me, I keep my eyes open, looking at her, keeping the erotic connection alive. I groan loudly as my dick starts throbbing, shooting loads of cum into her welcoming mouth. She gets my cock firmly in her, the back of her mouth rubbing all around my glans. Her hands are still in action, the one on my shaft stroking me harder, milking me. The one on my sack is squeezing me lightly like she is pressing my balls to get her fresh juice of the morning. All this makes that I get a very powerful orgasm, my body shaking as the excitement runs through me.

As she slowly removes my dick from her mouth, she keeps her tongue on my erection, lapping every bit of cum that leaked. This makes me shiver, my dick over-sensitive from her expert ministration. I finally break the eye contact, propulsion my head back into the pillow, spent from the intensity, groaning profusely as I breathe hard.

She finally leaves my dick alone, not without giving a passionate kiss on top of the head, making me groan even more. She leaves her position between my legs, going north to rest on my chest, her face in front of mine. She kisses me lightly, making me open my eyes to marvel at this fantastic woman.

She lets go of my lips and tells me while licking her lips, “おはようございます。ご 馳走様でした。”

Her soft Japanese words are so sensual, so enticing, even though I don’t know what she just said. I bring a hand to the back of her head, pushing her toward me, bringing her lips to me. She also brings her hands around my head, playing with my lightly curly hair. We stay like this for a while, simply enjoying the company of each other, the contact we share, and our warm bodies.

When I have recuperated enough, I tell her, softly, smiling widely, “Now, your turn.”

As I was getting my hand toward her nether region, she intercepts it and brings it back to her face. She kisses it lightly, softly. With a resigned expression and a pained voice, she tells me, “Unfortunately, I can’t. I have to go. I need to prepare for my shift.”

“I’ll make it quick, I don’t want you to go without at least giving you something in return,” I plead, exited by the prospect of getting acquainted with her pussy again.

“I’m sorry, Alex, but I really have to go. Angela does not like when we arrive late for our shift,” she tells me softly, almost as a whisper.

She gets off me, grabbing her clothes from the floor, only putting her flight suit over her naked body. I look at her, bemused by her reaction.

She turns toward me and says, “Keep that energy. I’ll be coming back to take it, in a few days.”

Without giving me the time to ask her what she means, she exits my room. I want to run after her, but I stay where I am, too conscious of my nakedness to pursue her. I wonder what I did wrong, unsure of what just happened. Looking at the clock, it is only 0715. Her shift must start at 0800, fifteen minutes would have been enough for me to make her cum, leaving plenty of time for her to prepare. I sigh heavily, unsure of what to do about all of this.

As my shift only starts at 0900, I get my cellphone and look at the news and my recent emails, trying to change my thoughts. My family and friends have sent many messages, congratulating me on my odyssey. Many ask for details, but I simply reply that I’ll be telling them in person when I’m back. As 0800 arrives, I finally leave my bed to prepare for my real first day of work.

I decide that a good and long shower will help me relax, it will also make sure that I don’t reek of sex, created by all the excitement of the last twelve hours. I put yesterday’s flight suit over my naked body, grab fresh clothes, and head for the shower. Fortunately, the trip between my room and the showers is short and nobody is in the hallway. I quickly open the door, get in and close it. As I turn around to get to the lockers, I see that I’m not alone, Emma is in the middle of the room, a towel covering her nudity, looking at me with a small smile. I blush instantly and avoid my gaze from her.

“Hi, Alex. Good morning,” she tells me as if my presence is not weird at all.

I hear her walk toward me. Panic and fright take over me, bracing for the inevitable slap or punch that should be coming up soon. As it doesn’t come after few seconds, I blurt to her, “I’m so, so sorry, Emma. Knowing you were in here, I would have waited for you to finish. I’ll come back later. Sorry. Sorry.” I turn toward the door, exiting the room before she changes her mind about punching me.

“Alex, stop,” she commands. I do as she asks, my shaking hand close to the door control. “Don’t be a prude about it, we are in an enclosed metal can for a month, sharing a shower room with everyone. This will happen very often, so get over it and go take your shower,” she continues in the same commanding tone.

From my very uncomfortable position at the door, I shyly reply, my voice shaking from the intense emotions, “I don’t want to be an imposition. I can come back. I don’t want you to feel like I...” I let my voice trail, not knowing how to tell her I don’t want to appear like a peeping tom.

I hear a low grunt and surmise that she is coming toward me from the sound of her wet feet on the ceramic tiles. I tense, bracing for the worse. I feel her soft but firm hand on my shoulder, as she spins me away from the door. I close my eyes, knowing what is coming, hoping she will hold her punch.

“Alex, you are going to take your shower right now. Stop being weird about it. I don’t want to hear any excuses or apologies. Do I make myself clear?” she tells me in no uncertain words, her hand still gripping my shoulder firmly, not letting me move away from her.

After few seconds, I open my eyes to find her in front of me, a serious expression on her face. I’m so uncomfortable taking my shower with a practically unknown woman in the room, but I’m not going to disobey her on my second day. Not with the menacing look I see on her face.

I exclaim, “Yes, ma’am!”, getting rigid, like I’m saluting her.

“That’s better, now move, you don’t want to be late for your shift.” She turns around, going back to the bench. She let her towel unravels around her, exposing her chiseled body. I quickly move my gaze, but not without having sized her ass. It is firm and well-rounded, but hard as steel by all the workouts she must be doing. Even though I’m frightened that she has seen me gaze at her, I get excited a little bit, I’ve never seen an ass so muscular, so toned, so enticing.

I slowly move toward the bench, averting my eyes. I start to undress, keeping my back to her. I hear her move behind me, making me feel vulnerable to her, unsure of what she is doing. After I put my fresh clothes on the bench and drop the dirty flight suit on the floor, I quickly grab my body and hair lotions from my locker and go for the showers. I hurry so she doesn’t see me naked for long, I’m so embarrassed.

I go for the shower head as far from her as possible, so the temptation to look is not too high. I open the water tap, receiving a cold shower before I can dial the right temperature. It surprises me, making my body tense up from the cold touch. As it is replaced by hotter water, I start to relax, the heat removing tension from my muscles. When I feel better, I temporarily stop the water and start to rub soap lotion all over me. Conscious that Emma is still in the room, I make sure that my front is not on display, not exposing my most private part to her. As I move about to rub soap everywhere, I quickly glance and see that she is looking at me, without any shame. Her firm body is mostly exposed to me, she only has her black sports panties on. From her toned limbs to her chiseled six-pack, her body is commanding respect. Although she is beautiful to look at, her uncovered breasts are where my eyes stop as I move around. Like the rest of her, they are firm, they are well-rounded and they are big, making them so inviting. I wonder how it would be like to play with them, to trust my dick between her deep valley. Suddenly conscious that I’m gazing intensively at her, I avert my eyes so she doesn’t see me. Unfortunately, my dick gets harder, starting to point toward the wall.

I restart the water and rinse myself, rubbing off the soap from my body. I would usually start to shampoo my hair, but I’m waiting for Emma to leave. I continue to wash my body as if I still have lotion to remove, but I can do this for so long before it gets weird. Looking at her as I move around, she isn’t done yet, still gazing at me. Reluctantly, I clean my hair, doing a double shampoo even though it isn’t necessary, to give her time to leave. Unfortunately, I have the feeling that she isn’t planning on going anytime soon, I’m still hearing her in the other corner of the room as I finish rinsing my hair. I’m done with my shower, what should I do? The only thing I can think of is to cover my dick with a towel. FUCK! I forgot a towel. What do I do? Maybe I can ask her to bring one to me? It’s either that, I walk backward toward the locker, all weird, or I face her and let her see my erect dick. I go with the least embarrassing option.

“Emma, I forgot to bring a towel, can you send one toward me?” I ask her, trying to sound like there is nothing wrong.

I hear nothing for few seconds, then she replies, “Sorry... I already have my socks on... I don’t want to get them wet...”

What is that excuse? It’s not like she has to come close, she can throw it to me. Although, I’m not going to tell her and have her knock me cold dead. I sigh, resigned to do the only thing I can do without appearing weird. I’ll have to walk toward her with my manhood leading the way.

Reluctantly, I stop the water, clean my eyes, pick up my bottles, and move toward her. Even though I could cover myself with my hands, it’s going to be evident what’s I’m trying to hide, so I leave my hands on my side, tightly gripping my bottles. Even with the blurry vision from having water in my eyes, I see that she is still looking at me, not hiding that she is. She now has a bra on, covering her breasts from my view. I slowly walk toward the lockers, not wanting to slip on the wet floor. Even though she is clearly gazing at me, I avert my eyes and look down, not making eye contact as I get closer to the bench. I pass her and put my bottles in the locker, then move to the towels, all while trying to face away from her, to hide my hard-on when possible. I keep the bench between us, a separation that I’m happy to have even though it’s not going to stop her if she decides I’m her next meal.

Grabbing a towel, I rub my hair and head, then move south, slowly removing water from my body. I clumsily move around, trying to reach difficult places without turning toward her, with very mixed successes.

“Let me help you with your back,” she tells me, excitement in her voice. Without waiting for my answer, she grabs the towel from my hands and wipes my shoulders, slowly going down.

I look back at her with surprise and shyness. She leans on the bench, her sensual body getting closer to me, her inviting cleavage in full view. I quickly looking back in front of me, it’s so uncomfortable.

As she moves through my back, she tells me, with a soft voice, “You know that you should exercise every day. I’m surprised that you can’t reach everywhere on your back, maybe you need some stretching exercises... I could help you with that, I can give you a good workout.”

I close my eyes, trying to calm my racing heart. I gulp hard before answering, “Okay... I’ll think about it.”

“Let me know when you want to have a session, maybe an evening after dinner? I’m sure we can get that body toned, your limbs firmer, and every muscle rigid.” She has moved the towel to the end of my back, going for my ass. While toweling both cheeks, she grabs them directly with a hand, judging them, making me jump. “I can help you get those flimsy ass cheeks in shape. Those are important to keep toned, they are needed in many activities of the day... and night.” With this last word, she brings the towel between my legs, toweling my underside. Then, she extends one finger and lightly touches my dick from behind, judging the firmness of it. I inhale sharply through my teeth, feeling a jolt of electricity going through my body.

She removes her hand from between my legs, puts it on my shoulder, and turns me to face her, exposing my fully erect dick to her. She has a wide smile, full of lust, a silent invitation in her expression. “But I think that you have some parts of your body that you have already well trained. Keep up the good work.”

Okay, there is no way this isn’t flirting.

Before I can say anything, she puts my towel on the bench, picks up her things, and leaves the shower room, taking a last look at my fully naked body as she closes the door. I’m left there, with another big erection, this time caused by a beautiful and frightening woman. I look at the clock on the wall, I don’t have time to get this under control. I quickly get my clothes on, having difficulty fitting my dick in so it doesn’t show. I quickly pass through my quarters to put my used flight suit in the unwashed bin and head for the galley.

Nobody in sight, I fix a quick breakfast composed of coffee and a bagel with peanut butter and strawberry jelly on it. I quickly eat it at the big table, looking at the rec area, at my home for the next month. When I'm done, I put my dishes in the dishwasher and take my coffee with me on the bridge. As I enter, I find Bruce, Akari, and Blistas manning their stations.

Bruce sees me come in and asks, a smirk on his face, “Hey, Alex, good morning. Hope you had a pleasant first night?”

Akari is looking at me, a big smile on her face. I return it, although it is forced a little bit, her quick exit of this morning still on my mind.

I reply shyly, “Eh, yeah. I slept well, I mean after the long day yesterday, I was pretty tired.”

“Well, that’s good to hear,” he tells me, knowingly smiling back at me. Akari bites her lips, slightly laughing, turning toward her station.

“Was there anything you needed on the bridge? Not that I mind having you here all day,” he adds, winking at me. I sigh internally, here we go again.

“I wanted to see if I need to report to the bridge first thing in the morning or should I just go for the scheduled tasks?” I ask him, ignoring his remark.

“No, you don’t need to, you can go directly for your scheduled work, but I would like you to come to the bridge at least once per day to look at your station, doing verification of systems, and running the daily diagnostics. This will also allow me to keep an eye on your big... work,” he explains, quickly changing how he wanted to finish his sentence.

Is it still showing? I can feel it hasn’t yet fully go limp. I see Akari trying to contain a laugh, biting her fist.

Glancing over his overtly specific reference, I decide to just leave before it gets even more uncomfortable. “Well, in that case, I’ll join Leet in engineering and start my day there. I’ll come around later for the daily checks,” I explain, slightly moving toward the door.

“Sounds good, just don’t forget to come to visit us from time to time,” he replies, smiling widely, his white teeth contrasting with his dark skin.

I turn around and head down to engineering, on the fourth deck. Leet is waiting there for me, ready to show me around. I’m still feeling shy around her, but we quickly go into technical explanations, allowing me to focus on something else, finally relaxing around her. I don’t see the time fly by, as she is showing me different systems and software I need to monitor. We only stop when my stomach growls loudly, telling us it’s lunchtime. She invites me to grab something from the galley and eat with her, at the workbench. I agree and go to the second deck for getting my lunch.

As I arrive in the rec room, Akari is getting on the stairs for the first deck. The event of this morning is still very fresh, I want to ask her about it, but my shyness prevents me from calling her. From the bottom of the stairs, I gulp hard as I look at her back, trying to find my voice, my feet lightly dancing on the floor, showing the wild combat my brain has between my emotions and my reason.

She must have felt that someone is watching her, she stops climbing the stairs and looks back. “Alex!” she exclaims, surprised to see me. Her stance slowly relaxes, her surprise disappearing from her face.

“Are you eyeing me getting up the stairs?” she asks me, lightly chuckling, showing me her beautiful smile.

I’m still stuck in my internal struggle. I don’t want to lose her, I don’t want to push her away, but I need to know what happened this morning.

My hesitation must show as Akari comes back down and stops in front of me, on the last step. “What is it, Alex? Why are you looking at me like this?” she asks me, curiosity on her face.

I close my eyes, feeling it’s already too late, I need to ask her regardless. Taking a deep breath, I open up to her, “What happened this morning? Why didn’t you wanted me to… you know, get down on you?” I say, tense, my eyes still closed. I wait few seconds, but no answer is coming out of Akari. I open my eyes, hoping that she isn’t angry.

She is looking down, her face struggling to not melt under the emotions she must be having, her hands firmly grabbing around the bowl filled with noodles.

I get frightened, have I said something wrong? What’s going on? Why is she like this? What could elicit such an acute reaction? I get a hand on her arm, squeezing her softly, trying to comfort her even though I don’t know what for.

She raises her head at my touch, surprise showing on her face. She breathes deeply before saying, “I… I’m not ready to talk about it, Alex… It’s… complicated…”

I look at her, concerned at what this complicated thing it must be for her to feel that way. As I open my mouth to say something, she shakes her head.

“I’m sorry, Alex, no questions. Please,” she tells me, her voice shaking.

I close my mouth. What else can I do? I look down and nod at her, telling her I will comply with her request.

“Look at me, Alex,” she asks me. I raise my head and look at her delicate face. “Just be patient. Do it for me, please?” she finishes, giving me a glimmer of hope.

I nod at her, with more energy this time. I try to smile at her, but it is forced. Nonetheless, I’ll be patient, even though it’s eating me inside.

“Thanks, Alex. I really appreciate it. I need to go, but see you at dinner?” she asks me.

I nod at her, keeping the same forced smile on my face.

She nods back and climbs the stairs. I look at her figure moving up, her ass giggling softly in her flight suit. As she goes out of my sight, I sigh, unsure if this was positive or not. At least, she hasn’t said no, she hasn’t pushed me away. I’ll have to be patient I assume.

Looking at the time, I need to go back to engineering, Leet is most likely curious as to why I’m not back yet. I pick up a pre-made sandwich with a small bag of chips and fill a bottle with water before heading down. As I enter, I see Leet is waiting patiently for me at the workbench.

“What took you so long? I was on the verge of calling the police to start a search and rescue operation?” she tells me, laughing.

I look at the door I just came through, my conversation with Akari still on my mind. I turn to Leet and tell her, my turmoil showing in my voice, “Sorry, I stopped to have a conversation with Akari.”

If she heard my internal struggle, she doesn’t say anything about it. “So, what did you get? Sandwich and chips? I’m sure there is something better that you could eat,” she lightly teases me.

We continue to chat lightly, while I’m still processing my conversation with Akari. After lunch, I go to the bridge to do my daily checks. I look at Akari a few times over my visit to the bridge, but she is over the comm most of the time I’m up there. Once everything checks out, I head back down, to complete my overview with Leet.

At the end of the workday, we have completely covered the different systems I need to take care of. I have learned so much, so many things I have to look at, but I don’t mind, it’s just fantastic to be in space, working hard is a small price to pay. As 1900 arrives, we get to the second deck, in time for the communal meal. Akari is not at the table, she must still be on the bridge, waiting for Adriana to relieve her. Dinner is nice, most questions are sent toward me, asking details about my past. I welcome the diversion, it’s keeping me from thinking too much about Akari.

At the same time as yesterday, I see Adriana slip by everyone, going for the galley and coming back out with a coffee and a muffin. I find it strange that nobody is saying hello to her like she isn’t there. I let it go, there is probably more to the story than what the captain explained.

Akari joins us shortly after. She sits at the table, but does not eat much. She really doesn’t seem to be feeling well. I often glance at her, as I get concerns about her well-being. After dessert, I see Natasha give Akari a knowing look. Both excuses themselves, telling everyone they will retire for the night. Even though the doctor has her room on the same floor as we are, she follows Akari down. Is she sick? I sigh at the thought of not knowing what’s happening, a tension slowly building in me.

We clean the table and the galley after our meal. Then, most retire to their bedrooms or for solo activities, leaving me to decide what I want to do with my free evening. I decide to follow Emma’s recommendation and clock time in the gym. I replace my flight suit for something more comfortable and go for a quick workout. Nobody is in there, I have the room for myself. I focus on my cardio, leaving the weights on the side. I do an hour of elliptic, providing me with lots of time to think about Akari, to wonder at her mysterious issue. It makes that the time goes slowly, but I persevere and go through it completely.

As I exit the gym after my exercise is done, I see Natasha getting out of Akari’s room. Was she in there since dinner? She closes the door and comes toward me as I’m heading for my room.

“The workout was good?” she asks, playfully.

“Yes, it’s been a couple of days since my last one, I needed it” I simply reply.

“Good, that’s very good. If you continue like this, I’ll never see you in my med bay,” she lightly jokes, although I sense that she would be disappointed by not seeing me in her cabinet.

Laughing softly, I joke back, “I’m sure you will find a reason for me to visit you.”

She thinks about it, then replies, “I’m sure I will.”

A question is burning my mind, I almost do not ask her, but decide that I need to, “Natasha, is Akari doing well? She’s been… weird since this morning. I don’t know her well, but she is different from yesterday. I… just want to make sure she is alright.”

Natasha looks at me with new eyes, a smile slowly forming on her face as I explain my turmoil. When I finish, she grabs my left arm and tells me with a warm and soft voice, “I’m glad that you asked, Alex. The fact that you care about another crew member is very good. Unfortunately, I can’t tell you anything about Akari’s health. I’m sure you understand that I need to respect patient-doctor confidentiality. You will need to ask Akari that question, I can’t help you. Just be patient, Alex.”

As she tells me all this, I feel a chasm opening in me, dark thoughts exiting it and filling my mind. She is too sweet with me, too careful like she is trying to hide something. Have I harmed her yesterday? I was a little bit rough with her, maybe I hurt her vagina with my big fat cock?

As I lower my head, my darkening thoughts weighing on me, Natasha exclaims, “Alex, what’s wrong? Don’t take this the wrong way, I’m just telling you I can’t share what it is.”

Do I ask her? It’s not like she doesn’t know what happened yesterday between Akari and me, it was pretty obvious. I finally decide to, leaving this unanswered is too difficult to bear, “Yesterday, have I hurt Akari… You know…”

There is a pause, the wait is difficult to endure, she must be trying to find her words to tell me I did. When she does, it is with a hint of laughter that Natasha replies, “No, Alex, you haven’t hurt her during your intimate time together.”

I raise my head at her direct answer, the dark pit filling up as she confirms my worst fear is unfounded. “You sure?” I ask her with difficulty, my throat still full of fear.

“Don’t worry, Alex, I’m sure Akari had a very nice evening with you yesterday,” she tells me with a broad smile. Envy passes quickly through her eyes, replaced by desire.

Did Akari share details with her? With this new question, my mind changes from dark to a crimson red of shyness. I feel my face exuding heat like crazy. I nod at her, my voice still choked up, but with relief this time.

She squeezes my arm as she comes closer to me, bridging the gap we had between each other. She only stops when her nipples touch my chest slightly. With a very sensual voice, she asks me, “Do you want to talk about it, Alex? We could go to your room and take our time to remove some of the mysteries around those feelings you have. It would feel so good to deeply explore those thoughts. Why not insert some positive vibes and release yourself of this negativity. What do you say, Alex?”

Whoa, did she just said she wants to fuck me? If this wasn’t her intention, she poorly chose her words. For sure, I’m not getting in her pants, I want to explore where I can go with Akari before exploring more options.

“Maybe another time, Natasha… I don’t feel like it tonight. Anyway, I’m going to take a shower, I’m sure I reek after my exercise,” I tell her, trying to close the discussion before it becomes more slippery.

“Okay. You tell me if you want to talk, Alex. Anytime. I’m here to listen and comfort anyone that needs help. Then, have a good night, talk to you tomorrow,” she tells me, disappointment showing on her face.

“Good night,” I reply, feeling relieved that she doesn’t try to convince me further.

She goes up the stairs, keeping an eye on me as she does. I sigh, shaking my head, walking toward the shower room. I open the door, looking carefully before entering, to not have the same surprise as this morning. Nobody’s in there, I have the room for myself. I remove my sweat-filled garment, grab my bottles, and head for the showers. After a good workout, I love to get a very hot shower, it helps to get my muscles to relax. I saw in the gym that there is a two-person sauna, I should try it, maybe after a really hard workout. I soap myself and clean my hair from all the sweat. After I’m done, I towel myself and attach the white cloth around my waist for the short trip to my room.

Back in it, I look at my cellphone and confirm my schedule for tomorrow. Even though it’s not that late I feel like I don’t have any energy left. I decide to have an early bedtime, to be rested for tomorrow. As I’m lying down, my mind wanders to my encounter with Emma this morning, at my brief discussion with Akari at lunchtime and the clear invitation that Natasha just made. Thinking back at what the Doctor said, I’m relieved that I haven’t harmed Akari, that it isn’t the cause of her indisposition. Unfortunately, I’m not closer to understand what’s happening with her.

It takes a long time for me to get under, my mind racing over the events of the day.