After Deanna left, I changed out of my uniform and looked at it, wondering if I should keep it, then shrugged and put it into the replicator and recycled it. I asked for silk pyjamas in exchange, red of course, and put them on and went to bed.
I was a little disappointed at how things were working out; but, only a little. I didn't want to be stuck as a lieutenant for another year or so, assuming they had kept me in Starfleet and denied my time in grade promotions, which is what happened in the show.
Thomas actually took the insult for a while and then grew disillusioned as everyone compared him to his identical twin, so he eventually left Starfleet and joined the Maquis. He even hooked up with Ro Laren for a mission a year or so from now, when she's assigned to infiltrate a cell of the Maquis, before he was caught committing terrorist acts and kept in a Cardassian prison.
That was not the fate I wanted for myself, so being disavowed completely by Starfleet was actually a good thing for me. It shouldn't have been, not with how the Federation worked on a merit based system. However, I wasn't going to enlist and try a different track for command or try to get back into Starfleet. That ship has sailed, excuse the pun.
I just had to decide how long I was going to stick around on the Enterprise before I headed off to do whatever I wanted. I also had to decide how I was going to do that. Do I do it in style and make Picard and the rest of Starfleet worry about me, or do I hop onto a shuttle just long enough to be away from the ship and step back to Earth, or do I have Picard drop me off at the next starbase?
I closed my eyes and thought about doing the outrageous thing, letting a smile appear on my face as I imagined a Federation registered ship decloaks next to the Enterprise and I teleport over to it, then wave at them from the command bridge, cloak again, and fly away.
I would be the most hunted man in Starfleet history if I did that. I thought with a laugh and let amusement lull me to sleep.
*
Beverly Crusher wasn't sure why she accepted a date from a younger version of Commander Riker. No, she was fooling herself, because she knew exactly why. His perfect penis. Normally, that wouldn't be enough to gain her interest, even if it was a spectacular specimen. It was because of how energetic it was.
Tom had warned her when he was giving her a semen sample about it and she dismissed it as a man's normal bragging, then he shocked her as it shot out with a splash and contaminated the small sample container, covered her gloved hands and went across the sleeves of her medical robe.
That was how she discovered he had no refractory period and as she cleaned herself up, Nurse Aigawa prepared a much larger sample container for him and offered to help him along if he needed it. Tom had looked at Beverly's face and said he didn't need anything else to get him excited and then proceeded to jerk off again as he smiled warmly at her.
Beverly's face had stayed red the entire time, both because of the suddenly intimacy of the moment and because of the sincere compliment that it was. Not once had he glanced down at her chest, or her hips, and his eyes stayed locked onto hers. When he warned her again that he was close, she was ready this time and took hold of him as she helped him direct the spray to reduce the splash zone to only a small area and kept the sample pure.
So, yes. She was fully onboard with giving the younger man a chance. The very much younger man. She had talked with Deanna about their meeting and she was secretly relieved that Tom hadn't tried to jump his previous love like she thought he would. But, learning he would be declared a child and took him right out of Starfleet? It had made her laugh and eased her mind about dating a fellow officer.
Her door chimed and Beverly startled slightly, softly laughed at herself for getting so lost in her thoughts, and she walked over to the door to open it. She had dressed up a little, with a formfitting olive colored dress that really showed off her modest curves.
It had a scoop neck with a hint of cleavage, bared her shoulders, covered her arms with long sleeves, and the soft cloth went all the way down to her ankles with a thigh high slit on one side to highlight her long legs. She even went so far as to have her dark red hair curled in spots to give it a gentle cascading wave down past her shoulders.
Beverly hit the door admittance button and stopped breathing at the sight of the man in front of her. He wore a bright red long sleeved t-shirt, similar to a uniform's undershirt, only it looked like it was made of gossamer fabric that was so formfitting that it looked like he had painted his skin. The reflective fabric really highlighted his muscles and her heart started beating fast.
Why does he look sexier wearing that than when he was naked? Beverly asked herself as her eyes betrayed her and they dropped down to see if the pants were similar. They were a dark red instead and matched both the fabric and the light reflection, so she could see his strong thigh muscles that made her want to run her hands up and down them.
“You are an exquisitely stunning woman.” Tom whispered.
Beverly's eyes snapped up to his face and she blushed at being caught admiring him.
“No, don't blush.” Tom said and stepped forward to take her hands. “I checked you out, too. I had to. Look at you.”
Beverly blushed for a different reason. “T-Tom...”
“It's okay, Beverly. I wore this for you.” Tom said with a smile. “If I didn't want you to look, I would have worn corduroy or plaid.”
Beverly couldn't help but bark a laugh at that. “Ha! Plaid!”
Tom grinned at her. “Are you ready to go? Do you need a bag or anything? Or a wrap?”
Beverly nodded as she kept chuckling and walked over to a chair to pick up a light green chiffon wrap that she draped over her shoulders. “Plaid could only work if you were Scottish.”
“Ah, wee lass!” Tom said with a fantastic Scottish accent. “Tis would be a bit too breezy about my parts if'n I wore a kilt!”
Beverly laughed pretty hard at that and walked back over to him with a huge smile on her face. Tom had the same huge smile and held out his elbow for her, which she accepted and put her arm through. They left her quarters for what she suspected was going to become one of the best dates of her life. She was so distracted by Tom that she didn't notice the male security guard off to the side following them.
*
I had two days to prepare for my date with Beverly and I hadn't wasted a moment of it. I programmed a holodeck program that I thought she would enjoy and we entered the smallest holodeck. The insertion point was set for exactly where I wanted it to be for the most impact.
“Tom!” Beverly gasped and stared out over twentieth century New York from the top of the Empire State Building. “This... this is...”
“New York at the height of its heyday.” I said, proudly. “This is what it looked like before the third world war wiped most of it out and it was rebuilt to what it is now.” I waved down at the street. “I programmed everything, right down to the cars that run on gasoline and the pigeons that the people called rats with wings.”
Beverly laughed and shook her head at me. “Why did you go through this much trouble?”
“Because I thought you would enjoy it.” I answered and she smiled. “You see? It was worth the time and effort to earn that smile.”
Beverly hugged my arm a little tighter. “Well, since you already went through all the trouble, why don't you give me a tour?”
“I thought you'd never ask.” I said and walked her over to the elevator. We rode it down to the street and a limousine waited there for us. The driver opened the door for us and waved us inside.
Beverly gave me a raised eyebrow.
“I had to go all out for our first date, Beverly.” I said and helped her inside. “Style counts.”
“Yes.” Beverly said and sat down on the very comfortable leather seat. “Yes, it does.”
I handed the driver a hundred dollar bill. “A tour of the best sites, my good man.”
The driver grinned at me. “Yessir! You'll have the best tour ol' Frank can give you.”
I patted his shoulder and climbed into the back to sit beside Beverly. She gave me an amused look and then slid over to me and silently demanded I put my arm around her. I did so and she looked smug as the limo pulled out from the curb and joined the light traffic.
What followed really was the best tour of the sites around New York. Beverly was almost entranced as I described everything for her, gave her some history of the iconic buildings and statues, and we ended the tour at the edge of Manhattan Island and she saw the Statue of Liberty in her original glory.
“Tom, this view.” Beverly whispered.
“It's inspiring, I know.” I said and we stayed there for about ten minutes. “So, how would you like to do a bit of shopping?”
Beverly gave me an incredulous look. “Really? We're on a holodeck.”
I chuckled and waved back at the limo. “Indulge me just this once, Beverly.”
Beverly's look changed to a teasing one. “Just once, hmm?”
I laughed and led her back to the limo. “This time.”
“I know just the things you need!” The older woman behind the counter shouted as soon as she saw Beverly in her blue sequined dress. “Jill! Watch the counter!”
Beverly softly laughed at the older woman scrambling around and then disappearing into the back room. “Did you program that reaction?”
I shook my head. “I might be smart; but, not even I can plan this meticulously.”
“Then why did she do that?” Beverly asked.
I was about to respond and the older woman came back out with a display case and on it was a very elaborate blue sapphire and diamond necklace that would look fantastic on Beverly's long neck. “That's why. She really knows her business.”
The older woman beamed a smile at me and stopped in front of Beverly. “I have the matching earrings in my pocket.”
I helped put the necklace on Beverly in front of the mirror and her face flushed at how well it matched the dress and pulled the outfit together. The older woman handed over the earrings and Beverly slipped them in easily.
“Yes, I was right. They're perfect.” The old woman said with satisfaction.
“I'll take them.” I said right away and paid the woman, and added more as a tip for excellent service.
Beverly was quiet as I led her back out to the limo and I asked the driver to take us to Patsy's Italian Restaurant. I whispered to Beverly that it was a famous singer named Frank Sinatra's favorite place to eat.
We arrived a short time later and I had reservations, so we were led in past the crowd and they all muttered about how gorgeous Beverly was. I had caught a few comments about my own outfit and how scandalous it was, which made me smile.
I ordered for myself asked if it was okay to order for her, and she nodded. I did so and she looked pleased I had guessed right about what she wanted to eat. I had cheated a little and peeked into her mind to find out what her favorite dishes were and almost matched them, so she wouldn't question how accurate it was.
I whispered about tying in a replicator to the holomatrix for the food and it would be okay to eat. Beverly nodded and her thoughts went over the skill list Deanna had told her about. It was impressive how extensive it was and her mouth watered a little as the food arrived.
I had outdone myself with the reprogramming and the smell of the food made my own mouth water. The wine was a nice vintage from the Picard family's vineyard and we both dug into the food with enthusiasm. Beverly kept shooting me certain looks as we ate and I kept a smile on my face the whole time. By her thoughts, she couldn't believe how good the food and the wine were.
The meal came to an end and the table was cleared. The bill was delivered and neither of us wanted to hang around, even if we did want to talk in a more intimate setting. I paid and we left there and climbed back into the limo. I told the driver to take us back to the Empire State Building and he drove us there through the light traffic. It was one modification I had to do, since I didn't want to sit in traffic for hours.
We arrived back at the start of the adventure and I gave the limo driver another hundred dollar bill. He tipped his hat to me and I led Beverly inside the building. We rode the elevator to the top floor, except it stopped before reaching the roof. I led her out of the elevator and Beverly gave me quite a pointed look as I unlocked an apartment door.
I opened it and led her inside, only for her to gasp at the dance club. “It's one of the modifications I made. I gave myself this place to make somewhere private for us to enjoy a few dances and to talk.”
Beverly's face flushed red again and she didn't voice her thoughts.
I didn't have to read her mind to know she thought I was taking her back to my place to take her to bed. I waved at the side of the room and soft music started playing, her favorite genre of course. I stepped close to her and held my hand out.
“May I have the honor of this dance?” I asked.
Beverly didn't hesitate and took my hand, then stepped into my personal space and her breaths shared mine. Her body pressed against mine and she shivered when she felt I was already hard for her. “H-how long...” She couldn't resist asking.
“Since you opened your door.” I admitted and her eyes widened, then she put her hand behind my neck and pulled me down into a soft kiss.
I let her do it for a moment, then I let her hand go and wrapped my arms around her and deepened the kiss. She let out a soft moan as our lips moved and our tongues caressed each other. I started to sway us and she easily went along with it and we started dancing as we made out.
After a few minutes, I broke the kiss and saw that Beverly was very turned on.
“I did intend to talk to you about your life, your work, and what you do in your spare time.” I whispered. “I'm really interested in...”
“Shut up and kiss me.” Beverly interrupted and pulled me back into a searing kiss.
*
I carried the many bags of things I bought for Beverly Crusher and I carefully watched her reaction as she stepped out of the holodeck wearing her sexy blue sequined dress, the fake fur wrap, and high heels. She was fully prepared to be left in just her underwear and she almost stumbled when her shoes didn't disappear when she crossed the doorway's threshold.
Beverly whipped around to stare at me with shock on her face. Both her expensive earrings and necklace shifted around with the movement and she gasped when she reached up to grab the necklace and felt it was still there.
I stepped out behind her with all the bags full of high fashion items she had chosen and nothing disappeared. “I told you I linked a replicator into the holodeck.”
“For the food!” Beverly almost shouted and then looked from side to side to see if anyone heard her outburst. She calmed down a little when there was no one and her hand stroked the fancy elaorate sapphire and diamond neclace. “Tom, these are high luxury items if they're real jewels. The energy expenditure alone must have cost so many credits...”
“It was worth it.” I said and turned back to the holodeck. “End program. Lock with Security code Epsilon Theta.”
The holodeck beeped as the top of the Empire State Building faded away and the room returned to the black walls with yellow lines it had when deactivated.
I nodded down the hallway, since my hands were full, and started walking. “You are worth it.”
Beverly started walking as well and we went down the hallway to the turbolift. She didn't say anything as we stepped inside and a security guard stepped in behind us as if he wasn't following us the whole time. We rode the lift to the deck Beverly's quarters were on and the security guard was the first out and walked down another hallway.
I walked with Beverly down the other one to her place and felt the guard turn around and follow from a discreet distance. I didn't say anything about it, since Beverly had completely missed the man tailing us. At least he hadn't tried to enter the holodeck behind us, not that he could. That was my program and no one was getting access to it without my permission.
Beverly's door opened at her approach and she glanced back to see I was right there with her. She waved me inside and I tried to not grin like a fool at the invitation. She saw that, let out a little chuckle, and walked inside and I followed her. The door shut behind me and she motioned to the dining table. I took the hint and walked by her and placed her bags there, careful of the perfumes and other delicates.
“Tom.” Beverly said from behind me.
I turned around and she was right there, so I raised my arms to her waist and embraced her.
“Still?” Beverly asked, her face tinted red again, because we were pressed together and she felt I was still hard down there.
“After a dinner and dancing date like that with you? It's not going away for a while.” I told her.
Beverly's arms went up to my neck to embrace me, just like she had when we were dancing. “A normal man holding that for so long would be in serious medical distress by now.”
I almost couldn't believe she gave me such a perfect opening to make an offer, so I smiled crookedly. “As my appointed medical doctor, would you care to examine me to make sure I'm still functioning properly?”
Beverly shivered slightly and let out a very soft whisper. “Oh, god.”
I bent my head slightly to give her a chaste kiss, then eased my hold on her and started to pull off my clothing. Beverly flicked her fingers over her shoulders and her dress dropped to the floor. She only wore a half-cup strapless bra and high waist lace panties, both black, and she didn't try to take off the necklace or her high heels.
“Did I tell you how strikingly beautiful you are? Because I really should before I forget.” I said, finally naked, and I stepped back to her and scooped her up into my arms. She stared into my eyes as she hugged me around the neck and I carried her into the bedroom.
Beverly barely moved as I laid her down on the bed, then I went to her feet and gave her a knowing smile. She opened her mouth, probably to tell me to leave the shoes, and I kissed my way up her foot. She moaned a little as I caressed and kissed my way up her legs, giving both equal attention, then I intentionally licked my way up the inside of her thighs, which she spread for me and I saw she was soaked.
I pulled the damp cloth aside and dove right in, which made her gasp and she came. I didn't stop and she squirmed a little, then she made mewling sounds as my tongue went to town on her and I slipped a finger inside her opening to probe her gently.
“OHHHH!” Beverly moaned loudly, then I spoke in Parseltongue and hissed that she had lovely red hair. “AHHHH!”
I stopped when Beverly's legs started trembling and I lifted my head from her drenched womanhood to look at her bliss-filled face. “Was that too much?”
Beverly shivered and gave me a very intense look. “Whatever that was...”
“A vibrating tongue.” I answered.
Beverly blinked at me. “It's a what?”
I opened my mouth to show her and hissed that she was very pretty.
Beverly shivered again and then reached down to grab my hair and pushed my face back between her legs. “Don't stop.” She said and started to grind herself on my face. “Don't ever stop.”
I did as she asked and over the next twenty minutes, pretty much made her go crazy with lust. She yanked my head away from her and looked frantic, so I showed her my closed fist and opened it to reveal a pair of medical grade gloves.
An instant later, there were two snaps as she put them on and I was rolled over onto my back and it was her turn to go to town on me. She played, she sucked, and she probed me with her fingers. Her expert fingers had me blow like a geyser and she looked very pleased with herself, then she moved up and slid herself down onto my perfect penis.
Beverly moaned really loudly as she sank down, almost engulfing me completely. Even after working her over so much, she was still really tight and she had to work me in. I could feel her flexing the muscles down there, then she started to move and I was kind of entranced by her beautiful swaying breasts and engorged nipples as she rode me.
I cupped them and squeezed them as she established a rhythm. She was gentle at first, as if she couldn't believe she was feeling what she was feeling, then she went faster and forced herself to go deeper, then she was riding me hard enough to shake the bed and her ass slapped into my thighs for several minutes before she yelled out her pleasure and threw her head back as she gushed all over my belly.
Beverly stopped moving and panted heavily, her body glistening with sweat, and her hair was a bit of a mess. She leaned forward and braced her hands on my shoulders, giving me a very sexy view of her hanging breasts as her red hair cascaded over her shoulder.
“You really are quite beautiful.” I whispered and reached up to caress her cheek.
Beverly blushed hard enough to match her hair, then she laid down on me to kiss me deeply. Her thoughts about our date had been conflicted at first, with her knowing about my official status, then I showed her a great time and treated her like a lady. Now her thoughts were about how this was the best sex she had ever had, in her entire life, and she would never regret giving up her day off to spend it with me.