Chapter Seven: Just don't leave it ALL at the resort.

Six months later. Paris, France.

I sighed in relief and tossed my notes to the side as I plopped down into the back seat of the hovercar. My last lecture was over, and I had three days of relaxation before we returned to Vulcan. While I was thankful that we were back on Earth for three weeks, I had forgotten just how exhausting the non-stop meetings, lectures, and conferences were.

Relishing in the moment of silence since the three weeks of chaos began, my mind immediately drifted back to our time at the retreat with Tav and T'Sera, away from the chaos of work and parenthood.

I drew in a breath as the hovercar lifted off the ground and spent the first five minutes of the journey trying to remember the sound of the waves on the beach, the fresh fruit delivered to our door, and the calming silence of the woods behind the resort. However, my mind continued to bring me back to the same image of my lips wrapping around her green nipple, her sweet moans of pleasure, and the lovely taste of her strawberry secretions.

I can still remember how good she felt inside me, her fingers, and her tongue. It was so good it instantly made the nub between my legs began to throb. It had been six months since we returned from the retreat and much to my fear, I hadn't heard from them and I never realized just how sad that made me feel until now. I cleared my throat and forced the images to the side with a longing sigh,

"Gabe, could you please stop by the Eiffel Tower before home? I would like to the new addition."

"I'm sorry, Lady Amanda. The Ambassador has requested that I take you right home after your lecture."

I rose a brow in confusion, "Do you know why?"

"I am unsure, Lady Amanda, but I am just under instructions to take you straight home after your lecture."

"I see."

Deciding not to question it, I laid my head back and relaxed as the ten-minute journey to the Embassy passed by. After a walk down the spacious corridor, I typed in the six digit code, wrapped my hand around the doorknob and opened the main door. I expected to hear the children running around the living room playing with their latest toy purchased at their daily educational excursion, but much to my surprise I was greeted with silence.

"Spock! Michael!" I called, closing the door behind me.

The Embassy's accommodation was quite spacious for our family of four. With four bedrooms, full-size living and sitting rooms, and kitchen area it was easy to feel as though one were drowning in such living accommodation. Then again, at times I felt myself drowning in our own seven-bedroom home back on Vulcan.

I tossed my notes and purse on the stand by the door and walked into the living room,

"Mick-"

"Amanda!" Michael suddenly beamed.

Rushing out of the second bedroom, she ran over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"Hello, darling!" I smiled, wrapping my arms around the seven-year-old. "Why are you two being so silent?"

"We were just packing for our trip." she said excitedly.

"Trip?" I rose my brow, "Did Sarek say we are going somewhere?"

"The children will be going on a three-day excursion in thirty minutes time." Sarek suddenly said, coming out of the second bedroom holding Michael's dark coloured suitcase. "Michael, have you packed sufficient clothing for the planets with a cooler climate?"

"Yes. I packed three sweaters." Michael said.

"Three days, eh? You say it as though we aren't going with them."

"We will not be accompanying them." Sarek said flatly.

"What? Why?"

"You have been away from us for longer, Mother." Spock said, coming out of the bedroom with his black suitcase in hand. "We will return to Vulcan with you in four days' time." He continued, before turning to his father, "I have packed three sweaters of various textures and fabrics to accommodate the cooler climate. Would you like to inspect all the items I have chosen to pack?"

"Three sweaters of various fabrics should accommodate the cooler climate." Sarek said taking the suitcase from Spock.

"But, I don't even know where they will be going. Why didn't you tell me about this this morning?"

"I only just received the confirmation." Sarek said, taking Spock's suitcase in hand.

"But you could have at least warned-"

A knock on the door interrupted me.

"That's them!" Michael beamed, jumping up and down. "That's them!"

"Yes." I sighed, caressing Michael's shoulders gently. I tried to hide my disappointment as I rose to my feet, "It's probably Linnea and Felix."

"Perhaps you should open the door." Sarek said flatly.

A comment that made me shoot a sharp glance in his direction. Taking the suitcases from him, I walked them to the door, placed them to the side and opened the door.

"Linnea, I-"

But, instead of our two human servants, before me were two pointy eared children. A brown haired boy who was about rib-height dressed in traditional Vulcan robes and a young girl with the same brown hair, but shoulder length. Dressed in a floral knee length dress, she held a white security blanket with one hand and her thumb in her mouth. Before I could even ask, her eyes suddenly widened in shock as she eyed me from head to toe.

"Are you a Princess?" She asked, removing her thumb momentarily from her mouth.

I smiled, feeling my heart warm at the innocent question. "Not quite, sweetie." I whispered to her before turning to the boy, "Where are your parents? I think you might have the wrong room."

"No, we are where we need to be." The boy said. "We were told to contact Ambassador Sarek."

"I trust that your parents are nearby?" Sarek said, suddenly beside me.

"They are still preparing for your voyage." The boy said, "They said they would be right behind us."

But when I glanced down the corridor, there was no one there. Who were these children and what on earth were they talking about?

"Sarek, what's going on?" I asked him.

"The children are scheduled to go on an excursion with Spock and Michael." He turned to the children and asked, "Is that correct?"

"Yes." The boy said, while the girl nodded. I rose a brow and turned to my husband.

These children? I asked telepathically, Random children?

They are not random children, he responded flatly.

While I sighed heavily in frustration, I suddenly caught the eye of the little girl who was holding her blanket close to her while still looking at my dress. No doubt she was intrigued by the shimmering red. As I focused on her features, her green eyes, and her heart shaped face, it suddenly hit me. She looked an awful lot like…

"What are your names?" I asked.

"I am Sylvia." The girl said softly.

"I am John." He said flatly.

T'Sera. Tav.

I couldn't bring myself to repress the smile that appeared. I sighed softly as it all started to come together. I held my hand out to the little girl,

"Come in." I said softly.

She took my hand, and I led both children inside eyeing Sarek as I closed the door behind me.

"Sarek, can you please tell me what's really-"

I saw Michael walk up to the children in my peripheral vision. "I am Michael and this is Spock. Would you like to play chess with us while we wait?"

"I would love to." John smiled. "Do you know how to play Vulcan chess?"

"We do." Spock said flatly.

Like their parents when we first met, it was quite surprising to see a smiling Vulcan. I looked down at the girl who took my skirt and hid her head behind it. Seems like she had no trouble warming up to me.

"I think Sylvia is still a little shy." I told Michael, "Perhaps you three can start a game and she will join you soon."

I watched Spock and Michael take John over to the table, where the chess set was sitting.

"Who taught you how to play the game?" Spock asked.

"My father." John said.

"Who would you like to play first?" Michael asked.

It seems Spock has no issue with the children not following the Teaching of Surak, Sarek told me telepathically.

"So you called Tav and T'Sera?" I asked, ignoring his comment.

"No." He said flatly.

But before I could even ask another question, a knock once more interrupted me. When Sarek simply stood there without moving, he looked at me and said,

"You should get the door."

Sylvia followed me to the door, with her hand still in mine. "That's probably your parents." I smiled to her. "Let's go invite them in."

When I opened the door I felt myself freeze in shock when I saw her before me once again. Without saying a word, she extended her hand, which I didn't even notice that I had accepted and lowered herself into a deep curtsey, while her eyes never left me.

"My Lady."

T'Sera. In the flesh, once again. Even more beautiful than the last time I saw her, with her grown out pixie cut in a short wrap dress that barely covered her bum. She had looked just as beautiful as before, my eyes immediately drawn to her wide hips that were on full display in the short wrap dress. My mind immediately flooded with the memories that sent blood rushing to my clit.

Repressing her wicked smile, she suddenly glanced down to her daughter, who had her thumb in her mouth while her other hand gripped mine.

"I see you've met Sylvia." She said.

I caressed T'Sera hand with my thumb and swallowed hard as my mouth began to salivate. I turned to her husband who stood by her side, holding two oversized bags in one hand and a bottle of chocolate liquor in the other. Well dressed in black dress pants and a dress shirt, he looked even more handsome than the first time I saw him.

"Lady Amanda." Tav smiled, bowing his head slightly.

"Sir." She smiled, before turning back to T'Sera, "Yes, she's absoultely adorable."

I stepped to the side and invited them in. T'Sera pulled her hand away from mine and wrapped her arm around my waist while she held her daughter on her hip with the other.

Did Sarek call you? I asked her.

"On the contrary it was us who called him." She smiled. "I know it's been a while. I'm sorry, but hopefully you will… still have us."

I smiled, and all the disappointment I had felt vanished in a matter of seconds. She was here now and that was all that mattered. How could I say no?

Of course. I told her.

She sighed in relief and looked at her daughter whose head was resting on her shoulder, "I hope the children haven't been a bother."

I smiled and looked at the children who were surrounded by the table engulfed in their game of chess.

"Not at all." I smiled, "Besides this one's been thinking I'm a Princess, John has been perfectly content playing Chess with Spock and Michael."

"Well, I wouldn't blame her. I thought I was in the presence of a princess when we first met."

I felt the red rush to my cheeks. Sylvia smiled, her little cheeks growing green. "Am I turning red?" I asked her softly. "You're turning green." I booped her little button nose. She giggled, and nuzzled closer to her mother.

"Have your children prepared for their excursion?" Sarek asked.

"Yes." Tav said, handing Sarek their two bags. "All prepared for three days."

"And for the fifth time, can someone please tell me what's going on?" I asked, once more.

I felt a small tug on my sleeve. I looked to see the little girl in T'Sera's arms hugging her blanket, her beautiful green eyes looking up at me

"Princess Amanda, can we play with the chess set?" She asked.

I smiled, feeling my heart warm at the title. "Of course, sweetie. I have no objection to you playing chess with Spock and Michael."

Placing her down on the ground she ran over to the others who were around the table, engulfed in the game.

"Why am I not surprised that Sarek didn't tell you?" Tav commented. "We prepared for the children to go on an interactive excursion for three days while we…" he glanced at the children, "…go to the beach." he finished.

Go to the beach, eh? Before I could even express my concern, Sarek chimed in.

"Felix and Linnea will care for the children, as well as a full security staff."

"And how will they get there?" I asked.

"By car" T'Sera replied,

"Speaking of which, has just arrived." Finished Sarek, "Perhaps you could escort the children to the car?"

I opened my mouth to speak but was once again interrupted by another knock on the door.

"Come along, kids!" called T'Sera. "The car has arrived, you'll have three days to play chess."

"John lost anyway." announced Michael, moving her bishop. "Checkmate."

"Give him a bone every now and again, Michael." I said.

Giving Felix and Linnea the bags, I escorted the children outside the main gate and into the hovercar where it would take them to their destination.

"Spock, Michael. I trust that you will be on your best behaviour." I said, helping them into the hovercar.

"Yes, Mother." Spock said.

"Yes, Amanda." Michael said, wrapping her arms around me once more before adjusting back in her seat.

"Why do you call her Amanda?" John asked. "Why not 'Mother'?"

Saying nothing, I leaned forward and kissed Spock and Michael on the top of the head.

"John, Sylvia. Have fun."

"Princess Amanda, I hope you have a good time at the Beach with Daddy and Mummy."

I smiled and kissed her gently on the head. "We will, you have fun."

Turning around I made my way back up to the room. When I opened the door, I was surprised when I was greeted by a most harmonious sight. T'Sera was sitting naked on the sofa and Tav was sitting in the armchair beside the sofa.

"I thought we were going to the beach." I said softly.

"We thought that we could bring 'the beach' here." Sarek said softly, kissing my shoulder. "Since we only have a little over seventy-nine hours on Earth. Does she please you?"

"You know the answer, Husband." I arched my head up and kissed him gently.

T'Sera stood up and arrived to me quickly. Finding the zipper on the side of my dress, she pulled it down gently, and placed her other hand on my hip. She eyed Sarek and motioned to the empty armchair beside the sofa.

"Sit." She ordered.

"Yes… Mistress." he said flatly.

While it certainly shocked me, it aroused me even more. I reached up and caressed the side of her face gently, "So," I whispered, before looking up to Tav, "I have your wife all to myself for three days?"

"Yes." He whispered.

Leaning forward, her soft lips caressed the side of my neck as she pulled the fabric off my shoulders, down my chest, waist, and hips. Nervous shivers ran down my spine as my dress fell to the floor. I turned her head so we were looking each other in the eyes and asked seductively,

"And I can do what I wish with you?"

"Yes, my lady." She whispered,

My body melted as her lips continued to caress my neck. I placed my hand at the back of her head and couldn't help but run my fingers through her hair. I was quickly losing the last vestiges of my control.

"And our husbands?" I asked, glancing at Sarek who sat in the chair nearby,

"We can figure that out." She said lightly before lifting her head up, "Perhaps they can… get to know each other a bit more."

And when she pressed her lips against mine after all these months, all the control slipped away. My tongue quickly found hers, I wrapped my arms around her voluptuous hips, and walked her back to the sofa.

~*The End*~