Colonel Wilma Deering walked down the corridors of the Draconia with a singular determination. Buck and Hawk had gone missing, somewhere in uncontrolled space, and the Searcher needed the help of every ship in the region to locate them. That, was had brought Wilma here, aboard the Draconian flag ship, to meet with Princess Ardala.

Although long a foe of the Earth, Ardala had been persuaded to assist from time to time. Wilma turned on her heel as Ardalas Tigerman guard rushed down the corridor. Instinctively, Wilma smoothed out the skirt of her uniform as they approached the doors of Ardalas chambers. The Princess had been disturbed during the sleeping period, and had agreed to meet with the Colonel in her private quaters.

Tigerman selected a button on the wall, and the door snapped open. Inside awaited a huge royal bedchamber. Wilma surveyed the room. In the chamber were dressing tables, a huge bed covered with satin cushions, and a large spa tub surrounded by a stone wall.

The Princess appeared, walking out from behind a ornate Draconian blind.

She was wearing a long black evening dress of Draconian sytling and heels. Greetings, Colonel, said Ardala extending her hand. Wilma held Ardalas hand and gave it a firm shake. So businesslike, Colonel. Ardala responded. But then, that has always been your way.

Tigerman, leave us! commanded the Princess, The Colonel and I have important matters of state to discuss. Tigerman turned and left the room. She and Ardala were now alone in the Princess chambers.

Before we begin our negotiations, I think we need to get to know each other a little better. Ardala reached for a nearby cistern and poured a drink for Wilma and herself. To the increased cooperation of our two Empires.

Wilma took a drink and instantly felt a wave of dizziness and euphoria. She suddenly became aware of a slight increase in temperature.

Ardala, seeing that Wilma was now under her spell, set her drink down without even a sip.

The Princess crossed the room and walked to the edge of the tub, then stepped up to stand on the short stone wall surrounding it. Without hesitation, she eased her black stiletto heel down into the water to stand with one foot in the tub. She then eased the second leg in and proceeded to sit down, soaking most of her clingy evening gown.

Dazed, Wilma sat down on the side of the tub, watching as Ardala laid back and then finally, submerged completely. She found the look of the Princess intoxicating, and began to realize why it was that Buck always seem to fall for her seductions. The Princess sat up in the tub, glistening, her hair slicked back, her black evening dress clinging to her every curve.

Ardala stood up, the water pouring off her body as she walked through the hip deep water to stand at the edge of the tub where Wilma was sitting. Reaching up she grabbed a hold of one of Wilmas feet, which was clad with a white Earth Directorate issue pump.

The water is wonderful.., purred Ardala as she eased Wilmas left foot, pump and all, into the water of the tub. Air bubbles playfully emerged from the shoe as it filled up with water. Wilma at this point was quickly being carried away by the sensations. Was it something in the air? Some love potion dreamed up by Draconian science? These thoughts entered her mind.. then left as quick as they came.

Ardala eased Wilmas right foot into the water as well, and now the Colonel was sitting on the edge of the tub with both feet and shoes dangling in the water.

Ardala moved her hands up slowly up Wilmas legs. For a moment, Wilma lost her breath. She exhaled sharply. "Well, Princess.." she stammered in a high pitched voice.

It was just she and Ardala, alone. It wasn't a question of whether Wilma wanted to get into the tub with the Princess. She knew for certain that she wanted to. But what about the mission? Concerns of Earth Directorate duty began to dissipate as she considered what to do next.

The next thing she knew Ardala had moved across to her, and her breath was on her face. "Kiss me," the Princess said in a throaty whisper and Wilma complied.

As Ardala returned Wilma kiss, she pulled the Earth womans arms nearer, enclosing around her. She gently reached behind the Colonel and eased her off her perch and into the tub.. still kissing her. Wilmas little skirt was instantly soaked. The two stood in the tub kissing gently, then the tip of Wilma's tongue teased Ardalas lips and the Princess parted her mouth in response, allowing entry. Ardala's hands then came up to the Colonel's shoulders, fingertips smoothing over the fabric of Wilma's outfit. Gently, the Princess scooped up some water and poured it over the dry parts of Wilmas uniform. She continued to do this until the skirt, sleeves and all were completely wet.

The two sat down in the tub together and they kissed again, lips meshing softly. Slow, lingering kisses that stretched over time and sensation, eating up the minutes.

"Should I ask how you learned to kiss like this? You're doing very well," Ardala murmured against Wilma's lips. She couldn't get enough of Wilma's lips, she had never imagined they would be so soft, so pliant and sweet.

"Ive had lots of practice. With Captain Rogers," Wilma said between kisses, still feeling the effects of Ardalas potion but now relaxed. But Im sure he was thinking of you.

Wilma's hand then began to roaming over the back of Ardalas dress, down to her buttocks which the Colonel promptly squeezed. The Earth woman used the element of surprise to her advantage and began kissing her way down Ardala's throat, nuzzling the tender flesh.

Ardala was ready to take this another step, and said delicately. "I want you. Right now. In this tub. I want to make love to you." Wilma frowned in response, eyebrows furrowing delightfully. "We may never have another opportunity."

Wilma's mouth came to her neck again, distracting her.

She barely had a chance to gather her scattered wits before Wilma's mouth clamped down on her own, their lips bumping hungrily together. They were soon grappling with clothing, tugging restlessly at the apparel under their hands. Ardala had a valiant struggle with the little sailor suit that hugged Wilma's generous curves until Wilma took pity on her and intervened, releasing the clasp.

Wilma was less patient with Ardala's evening dress, simply shredding the material. Ardala was left sitting in her underwear.

Ardala reached out and slowly peeled last of Wilmas outfit, then proceed to unfasten her Earth Directorate issue bra as well, exposing her round and wet breasts. The two kissed again, caressing each other, and lips locked submerged into the water of the tub.

Submerged, enmeshed, they kissed softly, bubbles rising from their lips. Ardala's hands played over Wilma's shoulders, the smooth planes of her back, the defined ridge of shoulder blades flexing under her touch. They surfaced, together, gasping for air and smiling. Ardala let her hands fall to Wilma's waist. Colonel Deering raised her hips in compliance, allowing Ardala to push her panties past perfectly rounded buttocks and down Wilma's body until the Earth woman extracted her legs and kicked the undies off.

Back to task, the two women surged against each other, the water in the tub splashing back and forth. Limbs and curves slotting comfortably into place like a perfect fit. Ardala felt the Earth woman straddle her thigh, hot and wet against her skin. Wilma sighed into her ear, sending a shiver thrumming through her, down to the very tips of her toes.

She lifted her hips and Wilma removed Ardalas underwear, a pair of black panties and a black bra, letting the discarded lingerie float away in the tub with the rest of their clothes. She murmured her pleasure into Wilma's skin as the Earth woman began to kiss her neck again, trailing a thousand tiny kisses down the length of her throat to the base.

Wilma continued on that path, scattering kisses over the older woman's chest, her collarbone, tongue dipping momentarily into the hollow before resuming course. Ardala held her breath as Wilma kissed around the swell of her breast. Moments later, her nipple pebbled instantly under the soft caress of Wilma's lips. Ardala murmured in pleasure. With each pull, she felt her chest heaving. With each gentle tug she pressed harder against Wilma. She wrapped her arms tightly around Wilma's shoulders.

Wilma's mouth was eager, sucking Ardalas breast harder now, tongue flicking relentlessly. Ardala gazed down at Wilma's face - eyes shut in concentration, mouth working diligently - in a sensual haze. The Earth womans thigh moved against her, sending a bolt of fire straight into her.

Wilma drew back, watching Ardalas expression intently. Dark brown eyes, glazed over with what could only be lust. Full lips, moist and parted.

Roughly, Ardala pulled Wilma up for a kiss, devouring that luscious mouth with Draconian hunger.

The Colonel was rocking urgently against the Princess, slick and hot against her skin. The hot tub was now churning water rippling, splashing, throbbing. Ardala matched the pace, grinding, caressing. She could feel her own orgasm approaching but just beyond reach. Wilma's body went rigid suddenly; and shed moaned. It was enough to bring Ardala to climax, and she groaned in pleasure.

Shivers coursed through the two, and then it was done.

Relaxing, the two eased back to the sides of the tub, releasing their grip on the other.

Wilmas mind was like mush.

Ardala gently leaned over and kissed Wilma one last, lingering time.

Finally, breaking the kiss, Ardala proceeded to climb out of the tub.

Tying a dressing gown around her naked form, Ardala looked down on the now spent Colonel Deering.

Well, the Princess growled, Now that the introductions are out of the way, shall we discuss what brought you here?

END