Alien Encounter
Story by fandarkly
chapter one
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Iresaie walked into one of the station’s pubs. The large room was crowded with at least two dozen different species, some humanoid, and a few not so much. The room had two levels, the main floor consisting of a bar and a number of tables. Above that was a second level with more tables and a large open space over the center of the main level with a catwalk connecting one side of the room to the other.
Seeing an empty stool in front of the bar, Iresaie quickly made her way towards it. She wore heavy black boots, not quite skintight black synth-leather paints (with a particle pistol strapped to her right thigh), and a dark shirt under a black vest. She was slim, had grey eyes, dark hair that was bound up in a ponytail that fell halfway down her back, and very pale skin.
Sitting down Iresaie turned to survey the room. The Captain of a freelance transport, she had spent nearly three months in space traveling to this station to deliver her cargo. And with her only company being fellow crew member Amy Stark, a women who had made it quite clear at the beginning of their relationship that Iresaie was not her type, Iresaie was felling in need of, release. As she looked around the room she saw several individuals from a number of species who in her opinion had definite potential.
There was movement to her left and Iresaie looked to see a man taking the empty stool there. While she couldn't be completely sure, he appeared to be human, and was of average height and build for a male of that species. He glanced at her, his eyes sweeping over her body, before turning to face her.
“What are you drinking?” he asked in Drickitt, a common Trade Language in the region.
“The bartender hasn’t gotten to me yet,” Iresaie responded in English.
The man’s eyes lit up. “I see. It’s been a while since I got to spend any time with a fellow human.”
Iresaie smirked. “It may be a while longer. Back in my military days I was stationed at my homeworld’s Embassy on Earth for a few years, I picked up a few of the more common native languages. I particularly liked Mandarin and Portuguese.”
The man grinned. “I’ll try to contain my disappointment. Honestly the fact that you know English is nice, it’s been a while since I got a chance to speak it with someone. My name’s Hal, I’m a navigator on one of the large bulk transports that got in today.”
“Iresaie. I’m the captain of a small cargo ship. I just finished delivering my shipment. I’ll probably stay here a few days, hopefully find another contract.”
Hal nodded. “Is that what brought you to this corner of the Darinaov III Orbital StarPort. Looking for business?”
Iresaie shook her head. “I’ll worry about that tomorrow. Actually right now I’m looking for something much more important.”
“Oh? And what’s that?”
Iresaie looked him right in the eye. “Sex.”
“Really? What a coincidence.”
“Yeah, I guessed as much.”
“So,” Hal said, “Am I your type?”
“You’ll do. What about me?”
Hal looked her over again, this time his gaze lingered on her shapely breasts. “I think I can make do.”
“Before we go somewhere, I should warn you, my species, I’m an Eimi’ains. Some people, especially humans of both genders, can have a problem with being physically involved with someone like me. Are you, familiar with my race?”
Hal nodded. “I’ve never met one of you, that I know of, but I’ve heard of you. And no, it’s not a problem for me. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be with one of your,” his eyes briefly went to her crotch before returning to her face, “kind.”
The bartender finally made his way to them. “What can I get you?”
Iresaie stood. “Absolutely nothing,” Then looking back at Hal she said, “My ship is docked on the other side of the station...”
Hal stood as well. “I paid for a small room for on station for just this reason. It’s not far from here.”
Iresaie nodded. “Lead the way.” The two quickly left the pub and made their way over to the nearest inter-station transport. Hal input the desired level and section number into the transport’s control panel and within moments they were moving.
“It will take a few seconds to get there,” Hal said as he placed a hand on her hip. Iresaie allowed him to draw her to him as one of his arms wrapped around her back, his other hand cupping her ass. He leaned forward to kiss her, but Iresaie place her hand on his chest, stopping him.
“Rule 1: No kissing. I don’t have very many rules regarding sex, but that’s a big one.”
“You don’t like kissi
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