Alien Encounter
Copyright© 2024 by Stacatto
Chapter 5
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Eric and Sheila are at the lake making out enjoying themselves. The problem is they are at the wrong place at the wrong time. This story has no redeeming social qualities. Just a fun sexy read that I am enjoying writing. Hope you enjoy it as well.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Fiction Science Fiction Aliens
Sheila called Judy the next morning to check on her. Judy responded she’d slept well and was actually surprised how well-rested she felt considering everything that happened. When Sheila had left her, she’d provided several positive thoughts regarding sleep and how she’d get a good night’s sleep. While they were chatting over the phone, Sheila attempted to see if she could read the other woman’s thoughts, discovering it wasn’t possible. When she shared that with Ben, neither of them could decide if that was a good thing or not.
Ben took Sheila back to her place to change clothes for work. She opened the car door and before she got our she asked, “Would you be upset if we didn’t see each other tonight?”
Worried, “Is everything all right?” Ben asked.
“Oh lover, yes. It’s just my pussy is a little sore and I need some time to process everything that’s been happening. Other than that, everything is perfect. But thank you for caring.” Ben read Sheila’s thoughts, confirming that she was sore, and he understood. He recognized his own soreness as well. They made plans to go out next Saturday evening.
When Ben broke for lunch, he headed down to his favorite place to eat and sitting at the counter waiting for his lunch, he opened his mind and started listening to others around him. He wondered if his alien friends would approve of what he was doing. Since he was not interfering with anyone, he thought it would be acceptable to them. Taking one person at a time, he moved around the room, concentrating on their thoughts.
One person he listened to, a woman named Anne, was preparing to go through an ugly divorce. Devastated, she’d walked in on her husband in bed with her best friend. Casually Ben turned on his stool to see what she looked like. When he spotted her, he was shocked. Not only was Anne gorgeous, but her thoughts showed she was an intelligent and thoughtful woman. Why any man would leave her and take up with another woman was hard to believe. Ben wondered what the other woman must look like.
About to move to another person, Ben decided instead to stay with unhappy Anne for a while. He was curious to learn more about this woman. Gently he moved through her thought patterns and found she was just as pleasant as her outward appearance. Ben started looking for positive things that had been said to Anne in the past.
Until she married her husband, she’d been a very happy, positive person. Wealthy in her own right, her husband had browbeaten her to her present condition and her lack of self-worth. The husband was trying to extract as much money from Anne through the divorce as he could, and she didn’t know what to do.
Roaming through her thoughts, Ben found some past experiences that left good impressions on her, and he helped her relive them and to savor the good feelings she received from them. Ben watched Anne’s face break into a smile and her body relax. When she rose from her table, Ben got up and followed her. Arriving at a building, Ben arranged so he was close enough to open the door for her. He followed her to a bank of elevators and when one opened, she stepped in and since she was alone, Ben followed her. The door shut and Ben turned to her, “Ma’am, first off, I’m not some kind of a stocker. However, may I say something, and you won’t be offended?”
“What?” she asked, with trepidation.
“You are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen. You have made my day better just seeing you. Thank you for allowing me to tell you that.”
Tears glistened in her eyes as she replied, “Thank you. How come I’ve never seen you before in this building.”
“I’ll be honest, I followed you in hopes I might get a chance to speak to you alone and tell you how awesome you look.”
Ben sensed his comments were now making her apprehensive, and he sent out pacifying thoughts. “You’ve no idea what your comment did for me,” she remarked. Ben knew exactly what he was doing for her self-esteem. “I was having a really bad day, but you’ve made it a lot better.”
“What possibly could ruin the day for a woman who looks like you?”
She bowed her head and even though Ben couldn’t hear her words, he could read her thoughts. “Right now, my life seems to be falling apart.”
“Please look at me.” Anne looked up. “For some reason, I sense you’re having personal problems.” Without realizing it, she nodded.
“Remember, you get to choose how you feel. Don’t let anybody dictate how you’re feeling. If somebody is doing bad things to you, you need to dump that person. I know, as a stranger it’s easy for me to say and I have no idea what or who you’re dealing with. But trust me, things will get better.” Ben continued sending positive consoling thoughts to help her feel better about herself.
“Do you make a habit of following women and making them feel better?” She smiled.
“No, I looked at your beautiful face back in the restaurant and I could see sorrow in your eyes. That was unacceptable. I wanted you to know there are others around who are impressed with you.” Ben continued to push more encouraging thoughts.
“I like the way you make me feel. Would you consider having lunch with me tomorrow?” she asked.
“I’d love to. I’ll meet you at the restaurant where I saw you at noon tomorrow.”
“It’s a date.” Ben sensed she was only partly sure she wanted to keep the date, so he planted the idea that if she skipped the date, she’d be very unhappy. “Please meet me tomorrow. I’d really like it if you would.” Ben sent the strongest thoughts he could, creating a desire in her to see him the next day.
That evening he called Sheila and asked her how she was feeling. “I’ll admit, I miss you. But I really do need to get some things done here at my place, and I really am a little sore.” she laughed.
“I miss you too. Tomorrow is Friday, you want me to come over tomorrow evening perhaps?”
“Call me. Maybe. But for sure Saturday evening.” Ben hung up and he didn’t know if he was pleased, Sheila didn’t know if she wanted to see him tomorrow evening or not. If she didn’t want to be with him, there would be Judy or Anne. Ben heard a voice in his head, “What about me?” It was Voluptas.
Another voice chimed in, “I want a turn. You can’t have him all the time.” It was Lesbia.
Ben’s thoughts snapped at the two of them. “I thought the idea was if any of you were going to visit either Sheila or myself, we’d hear a bell, so we knew one of you was present. When did that change?” Silence!
To read the complete story you need to be logged in:
Log In or
Register for a Free account
(Why register?)
* Allows you 3 stories to read in 24 hours.