Effervescence.Beverly bent her graceful, lissom body in a gentle arc sideways until her fingers touched her toes. Seated on the floor, her legs outstretched, she held the pose for a slow count to ten then straightened. She inhaled a large breath and let it out with measured ease. Bending to the opposite side, she didn’t hear the holodeck doors open.Captain Jean-Luc Picard stood transfixed at the sight of his winsome lover. He wore casual clothes, the emerald silk shirt cut in a vee to accentuate his well-defined chest and the black linen trousers loosely outlining his muscled thighs. His soft leather shoes made no sound as he stepped closer to get a better view.Deciding to dispense with stockings, the pastel lilac leotard clung to her body and, although her back was to him, he could occasionally glimpse the sides of her breasts through the material as she continued her workout.To him she was beauty and grace personified. He marvelled at the play of muscles under her alabaster skin and envied her suppleness. A sly grin appeared on his handsome face as he recalled how that very suppleness had added a new dimension to their lovemaking.He was in a quandary. He wanted to keep watching her, but he also wanted…very much…to make his presence known. To that end, he gently cleared his throat.Startled, Beverly whipped around, a frown beginning on her face. It soon vanished, however, when she saw who her intruder was.“Jean-Luc! What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be studying the dossier for the next mission?”He smiled ruefully and shrugged his broad shoulders.“I’m the Captain. If I can’t grant myself some time off every now and then…who can? And besides, when I learned you were here…well let’s just say the voyeur in me came to the fore.”Beverly laughed heartily and climbed effortlessly to her feet.“So…what have you there?”Jean-Luc lifted his hands and proffered a bottle of Champagne and two elegant glasses.“I thought you might be thirsty.”She sashayed up to him and purred in his ear,“Actually, I’m as dry as a chip.”He chuckled and shook his head. Looking around the dance studio Beverly had replicated, he frowned and turned to his companion.“Would you mind if I called up a more…conducive…setting?”“Conducive? To what?”He raised his chin, a sparkle coming to his dark hazel eyes.“You’ll just have to wait and see. Do you trust me?”She rested her hands on his chest and kissed him tenderly.“With my very life.”He nodded with satisfaction and raised his head to address the computer.“Computer, run program Picard, delta two eight.”The studio disappeared with a shimmer and before their eyes, a bedroom appeared. It was lavishly furnished in the Victorian style, the bed covered with voluminous satin pillows, silk sheets and satin covered quilts. Beverly smiled and noticed the unmistakable glint of desire in her lover’s eyes.“Hmm. This looks promising.”

Placing the bottle and glasses onto a low table, he reached up and delicately lowered the short sleeves of her leotard. Leaning forward he placed open-mouthed kisses to the exposed skin. His hands gathered the soft material and continued their downward trek and, as more skin was exposed, he blazed the areas with his hot mouth.Beverly lifted her hands to rid him of his shirt, but he took her hands and held them in his large ones.“No my love. This is for you and you alone.”She was overwhelmed by the sexual tone in his soft baritone. With weak knees, she nodded and he released her hands.Now free, his hands once again employed themselves in slowly removing the leotard. He lavished her breasts when they appeared, teasing the nipples erect with ease. As the garment reached her hips, Jean-Luc gracefully knelt and kissed her belly, sliding his hands into the material and pushing it down her willowy dancer’s legs. Already barefoot, she lifted her feet one at a time to allow him to completely divest her of the suit. All that remained to remove were her panties. He took the elastic in his fingers, but before he lowered them, he leaned in and kissed her intimately, releasing a hot breath and making her gasp.Once the undergarment was removed he slowly stood and stepped back to admire her. No matter how many times he saw her naked, the sight always took his breath. She was utterly exquisite, from her lustrous red hair to her delicate painted toes; she was a vision of beauty.She blushed under his close scrutiny, the flush accentuating the creamy whiteness of her flawless skin. Her hooded blue eyes rose over his body and she noticed the bulge in his crotch. Smiling seductively, she reached for him, but he again forestalled her with a shake of his head. His husky voice, rough with passion pierced her senses.“I want you to go and lie on the bed. Make yourself comfortable.”As he watched, she turned and crawled onto the bed, settling into the pillows and spreading her legs. He looked longingly at her.“Computer, lock doors to holodeck three, authorisation Picard omicron five zero.”He slipped off his shoes and undid his trousers, but did not remove them. Picking up the bottle and glasses, he climbed onto the bed and knelt between her legs.“A drink, I think.”He carefully uncorked the bottle and filled both glasses, passing one to his lover.“To my beautiful Beverly. My best friend, my lover, my heart. May we always be together.”Tears gathered in Beverly’s sapphire eyes as they gently touched glasses and sipped the cold sparkling wine.What he did next shocked her. Dipping his finger into his glass, he placed a fizzing droplet on her left nipple then quickly leaned in and sucked it clean. She gasped and gently stroked the sensitive skin of his scalp.He straightened and repeated the procedure with the other breast. When it too was clean, he lifted his upper body and poured a little of the liquid between her now quivering breasts.Goosebumps appeared over her skin as he lapped up the wine, making her gasp again. He poured once more, allowing the sparkling wine to flow down her torso and gather in her

navel. When it was full, he leaned in and drank from her, noisily sucking until the last traces were gone. As he straightened she could see his straining erection, but still he did nothing about it. She watched, held by his intense gaze as he looked down at her vulva and licked his lips. She trembled with anticipation as he refilled the glass, her free hand gripping the silk covers convulsively.Taking a loose pillow in his hand he muttered one word,“Lift.”Knowing instinctively what he wanted, She lifted her hips and allowed him to insert the large pillow under her buttocks. She had barely settled when she felt the cold trickle of the Champagne infiltrate her folds. His mouth descended on her and she cried out as his tongue lapped up the fizzy liquid. The sensation of the bubbles was overwhelming, never before had she felt such erotism. She felt his hand work under her buttocks and she was lifted higher still. When the effervescent fluid poured over her she was shocked to feel it start to fill her, the bubbles frothing up through her labia. It was an incredible feeling, taking her to the brink and when he began to drink from her, she succumbed to her orgasm helplessly.He did not stop. As her own fluids gushed out, he added more Champagne and drank again, lapping and slurping, feasting from his lover lovingly.It was too much. She convulsed in a cataclysmic climax and screamed his name, her legs briefly crushing his head. When she released him he looked up to see his completely sated partner spread eagled on the bed, her glass forgotten, spilled at her side.He smiled softly and moved up the bed to lie beside her. Taking her in his strong arms, he gently held her to him, softly kissing her hair while she recovered.After some time she nuzzled his neck and gently bit his earlobe, before whispering,“Now it’s your turn.”He rose above her and shook his head, smiling gently.“No my love, now you sleep. I can wait. I said this was for you.”The last thing she thought before sleep took her was…“God I love this man.”