Space babes 1 - Sex Stories

Space babes 1

... think the object is man-made?" Jack asked, noticing a few eyebrows rising on some pretty faces. Realizing what he had said, he quickly corrected himself, "Sorry, human-made, and not extraterrestrial-made?" He was genuinely interested, hoping they might share more information. In the well-laid-out and designed documentation the panel had given him, there wasn't much. After all, being a man, he felt a sense of distrust, especially in a room packed with good-looking, dangerous, and powerful women.

"The thing is a box," a black woman started the new type; everything about them is not black but their skin. "... Not a disc-like object."

Jack waited, sure that there was going to be more. He scanned over all of them. Like the woman that gave him the answer, all of them seemed happy with the explanation. He knew he was on thin ice, being a man and all, in a room full of the most powerful women in the world. One wrong glance, word, or fart, and he was in deep, perfumed shit.

"Yes, I see," Jack said, and a thought came to him - more a memory of his friend Sam reading him some useless article on some underground men’s science website. "Women can read things in a man’s facial expression and voice he did not know he was even thinking of yet. In fact, the extra eleven percent of brain cells women have are almost completely dedicated to the visual cortex, resulting in superior visual observation abilities." Nice, try and not get fucked, he completed the thought.

“I thought that ...

... you had discovered something that led you to this conclusion; however, I do see your point.” A drop of sweat rolled down his side from under his arm. Can they smell me? Why are young women’s heating always too high and old women’s cooling always too low? Bloody hormones. Thinking like this, buddy, is going to cost you your balls.

On it went, Jack, making sure he kept on the tips of his toes. There was something strange here; he was sure the box was not man-made. He had to find his way, nevertheless, into this. He had to convince these women they needed him and give him a chance to find out what was going on.

"Do you perhaps have any more information regarding the object?" Jack asked and beamed his very best smile.

“Like?” Another woman asked. Beautiful beyond words. Blond, big blue eyes.

I can get lost in that face… stop it… she has teeth down there. Jack thought, not that women had teeth down there in the year 2069, but so to speak.

“Hmm… perhaps I can look at the security footage since the box landed?”

Another blonde Barbie raised her eyebrows and said, "It did not land yet; it's hovering!" She looked smug. Then she smiled, and it all read, "Got you, stupid man.”

Jack wished he could blush on demand; that would have really gotten her wet. He had a little inner smirk. His mother and father often said he was a bit of a rebel; they warned him never to show it to women.

“Yes, you are right, my mistake. I mean, since it arrived.” The little mistake played ...