More Phoneless Phone Sex

Jim took the elevator to the first floor, ideally watching the numbers count down. When the doors opened to the cafeteria, he smiled to see Margaret holding his bowl of banana pudding, extra whipped cream. She had it ready every day he was in headquarters and free to come down at 3.

“Thank you, love,” he said, taking the bowl and the steaming cup of fresh coffee she also had ready for him.

“You off tomorrow?” she asked as she unnecessarily swiped over the immaculate counter where she stood.

“No. Friday.”

“I’ll be watching Oprah on Wednesday,” she told him, making him groan. “Now, Jim, you know you have no choice.”

“I know,” he had to agree. “I told Chris I didn’t want them to make the movie. But would he listen to me?”

Margaret just shook her head, her eyes lingering as he walked away.

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Phone Sex Minus the Phone

Rated NC-17 for porn, pure unadulterated porn. Approximately 3700 words of porn.

This is my entry to KSValentine LiveJournal. It is a continuation of sorts of Kirk, James T. Kirk, in that these are the Kirk and Spock from that universe. Otherwise, this story stands on its own as a Modern Day AU. With what I hope is very hot porn!

Enjoy!!

The tall, well dressed man entered the University library and stopped just by the large circulation desk. The librarians glanced up at him, and except for a few appreciative gazes that might have lingered a moment too long, did not bother to address him. The man checked the main floor of the building, not finding he whom he sought. This was not unusual.

After taking the steps up two at the time, he strolled through the tower of shelves, lingering only briefly to absorb their secret knowledge, the smell that was singular to books, the feeling that whatever you needed to know was contained within their bindings. He emerged from the relative darkness of the stacks containing volumes on lost and endangered languages to stand in a pool of sunlight that streamed in from the curved bay windows.

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