Naughty Girls

Women on the ISS Enterprise are naughty.

Lieutenant Nyota Uhura never left her quarters without having her hair laid, her face painted, her grandmother's jade earrings on, and her dagger strapped to her thigh-high boot. She felt naked otherwise, more naked than the itty-bitty uniform she had to wear made her feel.

Today she was strapped and ready for whatever adventure the Captain was leading them into. They were picking up a stranded kid from a cargo hauler called the Antares. Rumor had it that the kid lived for years all alone on a deserted planet and only survived because he had learned the secret to powerful alien technology left behind by the long-dead inhabitants. The captain wanted information about that tech from the boy. Kirk was a master interrogator so this should prove to be a simple mission over in no time and then Uhura and Janice could have some fun together.

Speaking of Janice, once the boy Charlie Evans was beamed over, Captain Kirk decided to leave him in Yeoman Rand's most capable and talented hands.

"Why don't you show him to his quarters, Janice?" Kirk said to her as he palmed the Yeoman's rounded ass and gave it a firm squeeze. "Make sure he feels right at home, hmm."

"Aye Captain," Janice agreed with a resigned sigh. This was not what she had signed up for when she joined Star fleet. She had thought she'd be an explorer on the Enterprise but instead, she was little more than the sidepiece of a pirate. It was not her first honeypot assignment and was all part of the job, but she wished Jim wouldn't use her this way.

"Are you a girl? Is that a girl?" the boy asked as he stared at Janice's revealing top.

"Yes Charlie, that's a girl. My Girl. Now run along and do what the Yeoman tells you to," Kirk said with a friendly smile. Janice walked away with a sway to her hips and Captain Kirk watched with appreciation as Charlie trotted along behind her.

That evening Janice met up with Lieutenant Uhura in rec room 6 for drinks. Before Janice managed to snag Captain Kirk, she and Uhura often did their hunting together. One would lure the mark in and the other would move in for the kill. They were not hunting tonight though. Janice was still on the job entertaining her new 'friend'.

Uhura and Janice were a dangerous duo. They were the two best-looking women on the ship and with the Captain behind Janice, nobody bothered them when they were out on the prowl. They were free to have fun without fear and they flaunted the freedom. They sat at a private table drinking the most expensive liquor the ship supplied and eating the best food. They were being loud and flirtatious, gossiping about everyone who entered or left the room. As long as she had Janice with her Uhura felt she could be herself.

Uhura glanced around the room looking for something to distract her from her boredom. Janice was currently occupied with her new admirer Charlie Evans, who was showing her some lame card tricks while Janice pretended to care. Uhura didn't envy her one bit and continued to drink and enjoy the show Janice was putting on.

Commander Spock was there tonight playing his harp while his guards kept watch over him and the room. Once she had a few drinks in her, Uhura started to hum along to Spock's music. She didn't know the name of the song but it was the kind of music that made her move her body, swaying from side to side. She looked over to Janice who looked up and gave a wink in return. Janice was set for the night so Uhura downed her last drink and then sauntered over to Spock's corner of the room. Her path was immediately blocked by one of his big Vulcan guards.

Uhura stretched her arms out to the side and posed with one hip angled forward, flexing her tight abs muscles. "Go on, search me, honey. I'm not hiding anything," she said as she looked over at Spock and winked.

The guard looked back to Spock ready to do his bidding, more than willing to search the lieutenant. Spock tilted his head up and his guard stepped aside.

Uhura approached Spock slowly as he continued to play his harp. She slid her fingers up Spock's arm and across his back as she circled him and sang raunchy lyrics to accompany his playing. She sang about lusty pirates in the devil's guise who kidnapped women and stole their virtue like a thief in the night. She felt Spock shiver as she raked her nails softly over the tip of his ear, a reaction imperceptible to everyone else except her.

Spock was such an enigma, he pretended he didn't care, that he didn't have human emotions or desires. He was just like every other man on this ship though, hazardous to her health if she wasn't careful. But Uhura didn't care, he was still just a man, and all men had their weaknesses.

Spock was not human, but he was a handsome devil and if she wasn't careful she could fall under his spell and that would be a disaster. She knew she could never tempt him but it was not for lack of trying. He just didn't want her which was such a pity because she would totally rock his world. She thought this as she slowly racked her fingers through neatly styled hair.

Spock drew in a quick breath but he continued to play without missing a beat. Normally he would allow no one to take such liberties with his person but with Miss Uhura...

"Mister Spock, have I told you lately that I want to fuck you?" The blunt words were sung into his ear with a slight slur.

"No, not lately," he calmly replied.

"Oh, then I've been remiss in my duty," she giggled.

"Miss Uhura, I believe you are intoxicated."

"Who me? I've never been intoxicated in my life," she informed him.

"You have had four alcoholic drinks since you entered the room tonight."

"Oh, that's all? You've been watching me and counting my drinks the entire time, hmm?" Uhura asked.

"I am responsible for the wellbeing of everyone aboard this ship in the Captain's absence."

Uhura released a throaty laugh. "Wellbeing? The captain doesn't give a damn about our wellbeing, only our obedience."

"Miss Uhura, it is unwise to speak of the Captain thus so. Someone might misunderstand you."

"Shh," she whispered in his ear, tickling his sensitive flesh with her warm moist breath. "The Captain isn't here and neither are his goons. It's just you and me."

"And a room full of our fellow crewman. The Captain has eyes and ears everywhere."

Uhura looked around as if she just realized they were not alone. "Oh yeah. Then we should go somewhere more private." She pressed her body close to his side. "Your place or mine?"

"Yours." Spock gently pulled Uhura away from him and spoke to one of his guards. "Mr. Stenn, please escort the Lieutenant back to her quarters and see to it that she arrives safely."

"Aye Sir." The guard saluted Spock and then extended his elbow to Uhura in a gentlemanly manner. Uhura pouted for a moment before she took the guard's arm, only stumbling briefly to turn and blow Spock a kiss before she righted herself and followed the guard to the exit.

"My you're a big one aren't you?" Spock heard her ask Stenn.

There was no response but Spock still called after them. "And Mr. Stenn, come right back."

"Yes sir," Stenn said with just a hint of disappointment.