Page 44 of So I Married an Alien
I waggle my eyebrows.“Wait until you see cowgirl.”
After a while of cuddling, Roth’kar says, “We ought to get ready.”He helps me up off the bed, but I got fucked so senseless I’m a little wobbly on my legs.“Think you can dance tonight?”
“Psh.”I flap a hand at him.“I can always dance.”
When I’ve recovered my senses, we make a quick dinner out of some leftovers, then head for the bus stop.
“We’re going to meet Kendall,” I tell him as we find our seats.“She’s my work bestie.There’s no better way to bond than in the trenches of an office.”
Roth’kar nods sagely, like he understands.“No friends like friends on sewer duty.”
Kendall is meeting us at Skunk, a big venue downtown where her favorite DJ is playing.The place can fit three or four hundred people, and Rooster Squad is popular, so I expect a wild night ahead of us.
“I’m already in line,” Kendall texts me when we arrive.“Come sneak in.”
We get some dirty looks as we slide in behind Kendall, but most people are too surprised by the blue alien in their midst to be upset about it.
“So here he is, in the flesh,” Kendall says, spreading her arms wide when she greets Roth’kar.He stares at her, clearly not knowing what she’s about to do.She hugs him with a bear hug, the way she does everyone, and his arms flatten against his sides.
Kendall guffaws.“Aliens don’t do a lot of hugging, huh?”
Roth’kar shakes his head, eyes wide.“Not typically with strangers.”
“I’m not a stranger!”She places her hands on her hips.“You’re Amara’s beau, which means you’re my friend now.Sorry!”
She trounces ahead of us, her ticket held out as we approach the counter.I buy tickets for Roth’kar and me, and then we’re inside, the walls already rattling.Huge speakers line the stage, the kind that I know better than to stand too near.That’s how you get tinnitus, thank you.
Kendall leads us to the bar, where we have to wait in line again before we’re served.We order gin and tonics, and then head upstairs to the second level, where we can look out over the railing at all the people going wild down below.
“This place is cool, huh, Roth’kar?”Kendall asks, sipping her drink.“My favorite venue.And Rooster Squad is awesome.This is going to be a great show.”
As the opener finally finishes and their equipment is cleared away, a tall woman in a huge rooster head comes out on stage.The crowd goes absolutely ballistic as she bows, then lowers her hands to the turntables.
I don’t remember much after that.We finish our drinks and head down the stairs again, getting sucked into the whorl of dancers taking up the main floor.When we’re exhausted from dancing to the frenetic pace of the music, we go for more drinks and slug them down fast.Kendall finds someone to dance with on our second foray, and she waves at me as she’s whisked away.Now Roth’kar’s arms are around my waist, and he’s smoothing them down my hips as we start to move in time with the beat.
We have more drinks, and then return to the dance floor, swerving and shaking our bodies faster and faster.Time disappears, and all there is before me is my alien, his bright blue eyes boring into mine before he leans down to kiss me.We kiss and dance at the same time, his cock thickening under his pants as we gyrate our hips together.A few other dancers hoot and holler at us, and Roth’kar’s antennae shrink in embarrassment, but he kisses me anyway.
How we get home is a mystery, but we manage, stumbling in the front door of my condo and laughing after Roth’kar told me his story about the surprise spider.
“Spiders aren’tbad, per se,” I tell him.“Some of them are, like, super dangerous.But not most.”
“Someof them?”
“The ones who are good just, like, eat mosquitos and leave us alone.”
He does not look convinced by my argument in favor of spiders.
“It was tiny,” he says, very seriously.“The tiny ones are the ones you must watch out for.”
I can’t help laughing, and he seems offended by this, so I kiss him all over, even his antennae.He moans when I do this, and I feel like a dumbass for not having tried touching him here before.
“Very sensitive,” Roth’kar warns as I straddle him on the couch, kissing his ear and stroking one of them.
“I’ll be careful, then.”
Soon he’s good and hard for me, and even though we just had sex a few hours ago, I’m already in dire need of having him inside me.So I strip off his jeans, then pull up my skirt and dispense of my underwear before sitting on him again.
His culans part, one of them sliding up and over my clit, the other downward, over my sex and toward my ass.Roth’kar cocks his head.
