Imdiko Wal sat in the private booth, wearing a set smile that he couldn’t really feel. He wished it was only a dinner date. That he had to get through a theater show as well made the night seem to stretch endlessly before him.
It made no sense for him to feel this way. Imdiko Vax’s restaurant was perfect, as always. The setting, a semi-private table before the flickering firepit, was pleasant. Romantic even, as it was meant to be. The strains of a violin wove a sweet spell in the air, and the young Earther male playing it coaxed melodies out of the alien instrument that made one think only good thoughts. The food was as delicious as ever. Wal had ordered his favorite dish: grilled chicken wrapped in ronka strips with a mozzarella-and-gusasp herbed sauce drizzled over it.
The food and atmosphere were a delight. Matara Tasha was beautiful, intelligent, and pleasant, a perfectly lovely woman to talk to. Wal knew he should be in heaven right now. And yet...
And yet it was Tasha’s twin sister Cissy who Wal’s mind kept returning to. The brash and sassy twin filled his mind, drawing him away from conversation again and again. That quick wit. Her cocky smile. The cutting sarcasm that let Wal know Cissy was a woman who would excite mind as well as body.
By the ancestors, did she ever excite his body. Wal had a lively libido, but the effect just thinking about Cissy had on him was ridiculous. Every time he envisioned her in that daring soaksuit, her handprint emblazoned on her exposed rump, he got hard. Damn it, he was hard now. If it wasn’t for the tabletop hiding the erections that kept insisting on showing up, he’d be utterly humiliated several times over.
Tentative release in February 2015