A Sisterly Perspective - Part Three

Posted on Sat Mar 21st, 2020 @ 8:14am by Captain Michael Yeager & Post Captain Duran-Yeager Syal

Mission: Mission 98: Building Our New Home
Location: Various Locations - Starbase Vanguard
Timeline: 1300Hrs - September 11th, 2393

Captain Dural-Yeager Syal was sitting on her husband's lap as the two of them were having a quiet moment to themselves, she was wearing her uniform skirt but she was wearing a simple spaghetti tank top which was actually a bodysuit rather than a tank top, whereas her husband was more or less still wearing his uniform. Neither of them had seen the other in person in well over eight months, it was almost ten months now since Duran had spent any time at all with her husband, the USS Shinano was present at Vanguard for shore leave for a month due to her ship finishing its assignment and the USS Fe'garren was also in for resupplying as well. The Guardian class ship had ironicly been assigned a dock near the Shinano and now husband and wife were paying a visit to his quarters as he was commanding his own ship and she was not.

"So, how long before the kids come home?" Yeager asked of his spouse. "I assume they will mob me?"

"Be another three hours or thereabouts," Duran responded. "Oh yes... Today was all they talked about for weeks." the smaller Bajoran woman added as she gave her husband a rather zesty look on her face, as Yeager smiled. "Well, then we'd best make good use of the time we do have alone."

"Well..." Duran-Yeager grinned up at her husband. "I have missed you," she commented. "Not having you around has caused me a few issues."

"Oh... are they curable?" Yeager's rather wide grin matched his wife's. "I hope it's not contagious," Yeager added, he knew how this game was played and he knew that by playing it like this would only excite his wife.

"I just need some therapy, from you specifically." Duran-Yeager's grin didn't fade, she could not be more pleased as her husband was normally never this playfull with her.

"Really... Physically, mentally or spiritually?" Yeager inquired as he gently brushed a lock of blonde hair out of his wife's eyes. "Oh, I think I know what you need... Wife of mine... I don't think you need mental help, that's something you've always had an ample supply of.. and spiritual... The stereotypical Bajoran has more than enough spirit for any three humans... So it must be a physical need." as he regarded his wife. His hands gently slipped off her skirt to find she was wearing a full bodysuit. "Hmmm... Very nice." he began shrugging out of his own clothing. Once he was nude, he decided to reward his wife by going down on her, which he did but rather than strip the bodysuit from her frame, he simply brushed it aside.

Duran-Yeager let out a soft moan as she had indeed missed having sex with her husband, this was something she knew could not be rushed, so, fortunately, she had planned ahead, making herself as unavailable. The small Bajoran female knew she was going to be awhile with her husband's attention.

Thirty minutes or so later, she found herself lying atop her husband, the two of them had been covered in sweat and marks from their sexual routine, Duran-Yeager knew her husband was a real athlete in bed and she was little better. "Wow... I've missed this..." Duran-Yeager said aloud in a soft tone of voice.

"Mmm... You aren't the only one..." Yeager gently ran his fingers through her hair, bruising her locks out of her eyes. "Still... You were amazing..." as he gently held his wife close to him, he greatly relished their time together, doing whatever it was they were doing, be it walking down a mountain trail in winter or surfing on a beach during summer. Even when they were having sex, the two seemed to relish their alone time together, without the kids. Yeager gently ran his fingers over her supple skin while he waited for his body to recover. He wanted another round with his spouse and he could see from the gleam in her eyes that she was interested too. "Let's take this into the shower..." Duran-Yeager commented to her husband.

Yeager was only too happy to comply, the two got off of the bed before moving into the bathroom in silence while another thirty minutes passed in blissfull silence throughout Yeagers quarters, that is, unless one happened to be in the bathroom with the sounds of husband and wife having fun as they took care of matters of state between them both.

The door to the bathroom opened and out emerged Michael Yeager, he had a towel around his waist while his wife wore one draped over her shoulders, which covered nothing. The two began to dry off and then they began donning new clothing in silence as Duran-Yeager sighed happily. "Now that was worth waiting for..."

"Tell me about it," Yeager spoke when suddenly the doorbell rang at them both.

Yeager raised an eyebrow. "I wonder who that could be..."

"Let's find out," Duran-Yeager answered. "It's open!" she called out a moment later, the door opened and in walked an almost mirror duplicate of Duran-Yeager, except her hair was styled differently. "Captain... Syal... Its time we met.." as she smiled at the other two people before her.