The Hammock
by Raven Chance.
rating: NC-17
disclaimer: TPTB owns Janeway..although I wouldn't mind owning her body..
Summary: Kathryn gets in touch with herself. *g
Out...I don't care where you go as long as it doesnŐt involve work.
I am pretty sure my faced showed my shock. I was still trying to decide if I had heard them right. I suddenly found myself being picked up from my chair and herded towards the door.
ŇChakotay you better have a DAMN good reason for......Ó The arrogant bastard had the gall to cover my mouth with his hand...I could see Tom Paris snickering behind him.
"Captain it is my duty to inform you that you are hereby on leave. The next 48 hours you are to do nothing but play and relax. No one on this ship will give you anything to work on or to worry over."
I didnit get a chance to protest further he passed me through the door and into the grasp of the doctor who simply ignored my commands.
Even Seven had been in on it. She had met me at the door of my quarters a dress hanging over her arm , picked out by B'lanna she had said, her only response to my protest was "Resistance is Futile." Never before have i wanted to hit someone so much then I did at that moment.
It was with reluctance that I changed, the dress was quite flattering yet comfortable. A spring dress, it was called in a light blue color matching my eyes the hem barely reached my knees and it had two thin straps holding it up around my neck. A pair of flat sandals on my feet and I was out the door this time met by BŐlanna herself who took my arm and led me to the holodeck where I was told I had a whole 6 hours reserved just for me with that she pushed me through and engaged a lock so I couldn't leave before my allotted time was up.
It would have done no good to try and escape so I decided on a peaceful setting for my wait. My home in Indiana. An old style two story farm house; it had a porch that extended all around the front and a couple of rocking chairs sitting there still moving like they had just been abandoned. My hammock still hung from itŐs hooks between two trees off to the right side of the house.
It felt the same. I knew it would the holodeck was very advanced all the sensations were exact to their real life counterparts. It was an old fashion white braided hammock I often slept in it on warm summer nights so I could stare at the stars. Today I just wanted to rest. I hadnŐt realized how stressed I was standing here but now every thing else seemed to fade It was only me and my hammock and the copy of Diana GabaldonŐs Oulandish series, I had the computer replicate. The 20th century romance was just the thing to help me unwind.
Getting into a hammock was a feat in itself. If you werenŐt careful you would find yourself flat on the other side,but this one was easy it was so wide I just sat on the side and fell back stretching out across it instead, slipping off my sandals before bringing my feet in. Then I worked and turned till my head was resting on the small pillow at one end. My skirt was twisted and was bunching at my hips but with no one else around I didnŐt bother straightening it.
It was several hours later when I finally put the book down. All that reading had gotten to me I placed the book on the ground below me and just let the slight breeze sway the hammock and enjoy the peace. My thoughts kept drifting back to the last scene I had read. Jamie had just surprised Claire sunbathing, their naked bodies wrapped around one another his eyes holding hers as he slowly moved within her, building till they both exploded in a wild rush of animal passion. I felt the beginning stirrings of a slow ache within my own self making itself known.
The idea of indulging in that feeling was getting stronger the longer I thought about it. It was there barely a slow simmer but i knew with a few touches I would bring it to a rumbling boil. I never had the chance to explore in this hammock back home. There was always the temptation to but also the fear of someone coming home unexpected. But now.......now I was alone. Well there were the holographic birds sitting in their nest above me and slightly to my right.
As my thoughts drifted back to Claire and Jamie my hands began to make slow circles on my thighs edging up the hem of my skirt. My thumbs getting closer almost brushing the edges of my panties sending slight chills up my body.
I shifted so that I was laying across the hammock allowing it to rock slowly back in forth. My toes curled into the openings of the hammock my anticipation building with each moment. With the flat of my palms I rubbed against my breasts my nipples immediately responding to the light touch. I cupped them while my thumbs continued a circular pattern my eyes riveted to the scene before me. I had never really watched myself masturbate but today ......today I was going to indulge in more ways than one.
I pushed the straps of my dress off my shoulders so I could see and touch my breasts without the offending fabric in the way. It wasn't like I had never touched them before but this time it was different. They no longer were as perky as when I was twenty years younger but I have been known to still get a second looks when dressed up.
Now I was surrounded by nothing but nature. The light breeze drifting across my skin. I watched as lighted filtering from the treeŐs branches overhead danced across my skin. Lighting the freckles that powdered my chest and shoulders. My nipples looked paler in the direct light. I watched as my thumb caressed first one peak then the other my nipples growing harder with each pass. I was becoming more aroused then I had been in a long time even when I was with Mark. I was not only feeling the sensations but I was watching the reaction of every move my hands made I could see the sensations as they happened.
I lifted one breast squeezing it in the palm of my hand imagining it were a lover. My thumb and forefinger rolled the pebbled nipple stretching it as if lips were suckling and pulling on it. The sensations pooling in my groin were getting stronger. I lifted my hips enough to remove my dress all the way leaving me clad in only a pair of white hi cut bikini panties the straps of which grazed the curves of my hips. I tangled one hand in the knitting above my head the other I watched as it traced the top of the lace. Going under a bit more with each pass stopping when I reached the soft curls of my pubic hair. Then hooking my thumbs in the elastic i shimmied them off and tossed them to the ground to lay beside my dress and sandals.
My hair has always been red a little closer to auburn but with the natural light shining on it it looked bright red. I watched myself run my fingers through it my middle finger dipping low enough to graze across my folds. I brought my knees up and rested my feet more firmly on the hammock my toes gripping the spaces where the material braided together.
My fingers ran up and down the plump outer lips becoming slicker with each pass. I closed my eyes as I slid first one the another then one more till I had three fingers inside and just held them there, feeling my body respond to the intrusion. Taking time to contract and expand my inner muscles around my fingers. Squeezing them as I would a penis. My walls beat steadily, like a steady thrumming. I slowly wiggled my fingers causing myself to moan. I barely heard the second moan. It wasnŐt from me. I jerked upright looking frantically around but seeing no one. I look up to see two robins staring at me. I laugh thinking I was being paranoid then i laughed harder when I thought of the fact here I was having a great time while two voyeristics birds watch. But....there was the nagging feeling telling me I should check. I ignored it though when the next wave of cool air hit my skin sending new sensations across my flesh. No one would have dared entered without permission.
I smiled to myself as I lay back thinking it only my imagination. I eased back down to my former resting spot this time I stroked over my clit rubbing it back and forth with one hand while I slowly worked my other hand into my body. When I had four fingers moving in time with the swinging hammock I began to feel the stirrings of my climax. I leaned up as far as I could to see myself bringing my own body to itŐs peak. Red nail polish flashing rapidly across the sensitive nerves.
I was thrown back with the first wave hit. My hand rushing faster in and out while I contracted around it, my hips bucking wildly. If there hadnŐt been sound proof they would have been able to hear my scream on the bridge. As it were, only the holographic birds were witness to my outcry.
My body felt both limp and energized. I left my hand where it was still feeling the tiny quivering of my after shocks. The feeling warm and pleasant. My other hand tangled in the weave above my head. The breeze cooled my heated body quickly.
I will have to thank my officers for forcing me to take this vacation. My mind turned to one officer in particular and how I was going to thank him. I began to calculate our schedules. I still had another day, plenty of time to thank them properly. I drifted to sleep with pleasant thoughts floating though my head. Right before I fell to a peaceful slumber I could have sworn I heard the holodeck doors but I was already drifting away.
FIN~~~~~
