BY : Selek
Category: Star Trek > Star Trek
Dragon prints: 2043
Disclaimer: I do not own Star Trek: The Original Series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

This is the first time I've posted a story! Be gentle, kind and
remember, I'm not a writer. But I wanted to share this with you

Title: Reminiscing
Author: Selek
Series: TOS
Code: Sa/Am
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Sarek and Amanda recall the time they first met.
Disclaimers: Paramount owns everything, I own nothing. I'm just
having a little fun with 2 of their characters. I don't make any
money from this.

My wonderful betas were T'Aitlu (Gayle) and Kiri as well as T'Shal
with whom I got the ideas and basically fleshed out a chat we had.
She supplied the wonderful words for Amanda.

I have also borrowed heavily from Jean Lorrah's terrific book, "The
Vulcan Academy Murders." Thanks Jean for writing it!!


Sarek and Amanda lay in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Amanda
had undergone a stasis treatment for a blood ailment and this was her
first night at home in over a month.

While she was in stasis, she was on total life support, and all Sarek
could do was sit by her side; he couldn't even touch her. Night
after night, he was found in the chair by her stasis tank, staring at
her still form. The staff at the Vulcan Medical Academy became used
to his illogical behaviour and accepted it. Surely, they thought, he
knew that he could do nothing for her, so why was he always here?
But he was.

It was explained to him that a side effect of the treatment was the
rejuvenation of cells; that Amanda would, in effect, be younger. By
how much, they could not or would not say, but they assured Sarethatthat they would have many more years together. Sarek would gaze at
his wife lying in the stasis field, looking to see if he could see
any physical difference in her appearance.

That afternoon he brought hife ife home from the hospital. He was
117 years old, but she looked more like a 40-year-old woman, even
though she was almost 73. Her hair was still silver coloured, but
her skin was tight over her facial bones, and glowing with
happiness. He thought of the Earth saying, "cradle robbing". He
wondered if he now qualified for that title.

He turned to lie on his side, facing his beloved wife. "How are you
feeling, my wife? Did our recent activities tax you too much?"

Amanda had her eyes closed. She openeem aem at smiled at her
husband. "No, beloved. In fact, I haven't felt this good in years.
I'm still amazed at how young I feel. Perhaps Vulcan can market this
treatment as a Fountain of Youth," she teased.

Sarek tensed. "Never," he said. "It is far too dangerous for
frivolous pursuits. If the stasis unit had failed, even for a
millisecond, you would have died, my wife."

"I was only kidding, Sarek. I know it would never be used for
that." The twinkle in her eye convinced Sarek that she indeed was
only teasing him, and he relaxed.

He took her hand and caressed the back of it with his thumb. "I
remember the first time I met you, Amanda. It was that same twinkle
in your eye that caught mine. Do you remember?"

Sarek walked down the hall of the Embassy toward his office. He
looked up to see a young human woman walking toward him and he
recognized her immediately. In fact, he had been watching her for
days. He yearned to speak, but shyness held him back. She was the
most beautiful sight he had ever seen. Her long dark hair fell in
waves down her slender back to rest on rounded hips. Her sapphire-
blue eyes twinkled when she smiled and laughed which was often.
Sarek was smitten. But he was Vulcan. She was human. She was the
most beautiful creature he had ever seen, but he couldn't act on his
feelings for her...or could he? He wanted to, but he had a role to
play on her planet.

Amanda turned and smiled hello to Sarek as she passed him. She knew
he watched her and that thought made her blush.

He nodded to her in acknowledgment of her greeting. His eyes
followed her as she passed him.

Amanda turned her head slightly; she was too engrossed watching Sarek
that she didn't pay attention to where she was going. She ran right
into Saran, who saw her coming and knew she wasn'yingying attention.
He caught her before she fell. For a fleeting moment, she wished it
was Sarek that had caught her, but she noticed he saw everything.
Her face turned a bright red.

Amanda mumbled an apology to Saran and walked away as fast as she
could without making herself look even clumsier.

Sarek was fascinated by the shade her face turned. He had never
before seen that colour on a humanoid before. He was intrigued.
When Saran caught up to him, he turned to Saran and asked who she
was. He was interested as to why she was in the "inner sanctum" of
the Embassy.

"She is here to teach our staff Standard," Saran replied.

Sarek raised an eyebrow and wondered if his Standard could do with
some refreshing. The two Vulcans continued to Sarek's office without
further delay, but Sarek's mind was more on language lessons, than
trade agreements with Terrans. When they got to Sarek's office, he
dismissed Saran and waited for him to leave.

Amanda ran into her office and shut the door. Falling into
her chair she let her head drop into her hands, her
embarrassment washing over her. "Oh, what have I done?" she
moaned. "I just made a complete ass of myself in front of the Vulcan
Ambassador of all people!"

There was a soft knock at the door. Amanda raised her head and
straightened up in her chair. "Come," she said.

The Vulcan Ambassador entered the room and gazed at her. Amanda
could only wonder what was going through his mind, her face flushing
as she did. "I understand you are to teach my staff more idiomatic
Standard. Is this true?"

"Yes. I was contracted for one solar year," she said, surprised at
how level her voice was.

"I would like to take those classes as well. I would like to improve
my Standard." His accent was somewhat thick, but he was

Amanda fought the blush she knew was rising. She cleared her throat
softly and indicated he sit down on the chair. "We have three
levels, Ambassador."

He approached her desk and sat before her. He was close enough that
she could smell his cologne. His robes swirled around him, wafting
his pleasant scent towards her.

She paused, "I think we should start you at the basic level. We can
move on from there as you progress".

"That would be acceptable." He glanced down at his hands, which were
folded in his lap. "What would you have me do to prepare for my
lessons?" he asked, intrigued by her calmness. He, too, noticed the
slight reddening of her cheeks.

She smiled slightly inhaling his scent. She let it surround her and
fill her senses.

He leaned closer to her, resting his forearms on her desk. "Well?"

Shaking herself mentally, she spoke. "Hmm... lets see. I can put you
in a class with Saran, Sorael and T'Kira. Or you can have individual
lessons? The choice is yours."

He looked deep into her ice-blue eyes. "I would prefer individual
lessons," he said softly. He wondered at the fates that allowed him
to spend time alone with this wonderful woman.

Amanda shivered. "Yes, that is most wise."

Sarek straightened in his chair. "When do we start?"

She paused for breath. "Tomorrow at 1400 hours".

"That will be difficult. I am meeting with the Andorian Ambassador
then. Would it be possible for you to have lunch with me? You could
conduct your lesson then."

Amanda shrugged, "Yes, that would bed."d."

"Then it is settled. We will dine together." He stood up to leave.

"Will it offend if Iif I eat meat though?" she asked.

"No, it will not offend me, although I would rather you did not."
He paused. "I do not believe we have any meat here at the Embassy."
Sarek felt a little queasy about the prospect of sitting across from
someone that would be eating the flesh of a dead animal, but having
been on Earth for over 20 years, he had seen it many times before.
Oh! Oh! Well then I can not meet with you," she stated firmly.

"Oh?" Sarek raised his eyebrow. He was interested in her strong
will. "May I ask why not?"

"I am human, sir. My diet requires meat. And I love it." She stood
and folded her arms across her chest, feeling almost giddy with her
resolve. He was not going to dictate what she ate, and if they were
to become friends, he had just better get used to seeing her eat a
thick, juicy s.

He had never been spoken to like that other than from his parents.
He was intrigued. "Very well, you may eat what you wish. I require
the lessons and you are our only instructor. Shall we dine at 12
noon?" He looked out of the corner of his eye at her. "Is that

"No! I have another appointment at that time. 1300 hours is
better. But we will have to be finished by 1400."

The corner of his mouth turned up ever so slightly. "1300 hours will
be fine." He stood up and swept out of her office, bemused.

Amanda stifled a laugh. She was damned if that MAN was going to
dictate to her!

As Sarek strode down the hall, he thought that she had a lot to learn
about Vulcan societal etiquette. But he realized that he would be
more than willing to teach her.

Amanda gathered her notes and headed out the door. She had to see
Saran and rearrange her afternoon. She wasn't looking forward to his
displeasure, but she was not concerned about him. All she had to say
was that the Ambassador required her from 1300 to 1400. She knew
those were the magic words around here.

Sarek and Amanda ate in the Ambassador's private dining area adjacent
to his office. It was a well-appointed room, without the unnecessary
affluence of the wealthy. In fact, it was almost spartan. The food
was excellent. Sarek had a salad and plomik soup, while Amanda
arranged for a veal cutlet to be delivered to the Embassy. Wine was
also served and they talked about the different cultures and
languages of Earth during the meal.

Sarek started his lessons immediately after lunch and found she was a
most satisfactory instructor. She was hard on him when necessary,
but encouraging as well. He found her...refreshing. She relished in
her humanity and didn't change her behaviour around him to "become
Vulcan" as some Humans did.

He started seeing her outside of classes. The first time he asked
her out for dinner, she was startled, he thought, but she accepted
his invitation.

The night of the dinner, Amanda took a long, hot bubble bath. She
wore a pretty silk mandarin-style dress that matched her eyes
perfectly and hugged her form, making her feel slightly sexy. She
brushed her hair until it gleamed, and let if fall down her back.
She returned to the Embassy to meet Sarek there.

He watched her approach him, his breath catching in his throat when
he saw her. He had only seen her in her work clothes, which were
functional. Now, she was positively beautiful. They got in the
groundcar and left for the restaurant.

He was planning to take her to the finest restaurant in San
Francisco, one that served both exquisite vegetarian as well as meat
dishes. When they arrived, they were shown to his favourite table.
Shortly after they were seated, the reporters and holoviders
interrupted their dinner, wondering who the lady at his table was.
He had a little experience with them and found them boorish at best.
Even so, he was appalled at the behaviour of the press. They made it
impossible for them to eat their dinner. Sarek endured their
questions for a brief time, and then he called for the cheque and
escorted Amanda firmly out of the restaurant.

"Next time sir, we can dine at my apartment. I make a mean veggie
casserole," she quipped.

"I am truly sorry. We will have to finish the meal at the Embassy
where we have proper decorum." He escorted her into the car and they
were whisked away.

"I would rather not go back to the Embassy if you do not mind," she

"Where would you rather go? I will take you anywhere, to apologize
for this evening." Sarek was disturbed by the disastrous way this
outing was going.

"Walk with me along the beach?"

"Now? But it's dark out there...but as you wish. Driver," he
called. "Take us to the beach...uh," he looked at her with a hint of
confusion on his calm features, "which one Amanda?"

"The nearest one is 2.6 kms from here. Head towards Starfleet HQ,
and follow the road to the left. You will come to my favourite
stop. It is also where I live." She turned to look at him, her eyes

"Driver, did you hear that? Please take us there." Sarek turned to
her and said, "Are you sure you do not mind me coming over to your
dwelling? I have not even fed you yet."

"I will send out for food. It's not a problem. Relax."

Sarek settled back in his seat, thinking. // What must she think of
me. I am unable even take her out for a nice dinner. // He was
reminded of what his mother said when he was first assigned to
Earth. // Never go to someone's place empty-handed. Always bring
something with you, my son. // "Do you wish me to pick up some wine
along the way? It is no problem..."

"No, I have a few bottles!" she smiled secretly.

Sarek raised an eyebrow at her. "Then that would be acceptable."
Sarek looked out the darkened windows and noticed that the driver was
slowing down already. "Is this where you live?"

"Yes. This is home for the time being."

The driver stopped the car and opened Sarek's door. Sarek rounded
the car to open Amanda's door himself. "That will be all for now. If
I require your services again, I shall call the Embassy."

Amanda's face showed surprise at his presumption. // What the hell?
Does he think he is sng hng here? //

Sarek walked slightly behind her, his hands clasped behind his back
as they walked to her apartment. He was oblivious to her look of
surprise. She opened the front door, walked down the small hallway
and entered the living room. She dialed up the heating slightly, to
aid his comfort. Taking a deep breath she turned to him, "Ah...
Sarek, I need to clarify a few rules."

He looked at her calmly. "Yes? What rules would these be? I
understand that you would have meat in your own house. I've already
informed you that it does not offend me. Was there something else?"

"Er... yes... I don't know how to say this... but I shall try anyway.
I am not in the habit of inviting just anyone back to my home. Your
comments to your driver surprised me."

He raised an eyebrow at her comment. "Really?" She could tell by
his expression that he was truly confused by her comment. "I was
simply letting him know that I would be here for a while. It is not
pleasant to sit in a car for h. H. He may as well be comfortable at
the Embassy instead of being outside of your door where the press
could find us again. I was only thinking of your privacy, Amanda."

"No, Sarek, you said and I quote... You may go back to the embassy...
I will call you *if* I require you again tonight. That tells me you
were thinking about staying here all night! Which you will not be
doing I can assure you!"

"Ah, that was an unfortunate mistake on my part. I meant no
offense. I shall leave now. Please have a pleasant night." Sarek
started toward the door, his humiliation complete. He wondered if
she would ever see him again; would she even continue his language
lessons after this evening? He knew he didn't understand human
dating practices, but even he could tell that he had made far too
many serious errors tonight. He almost sighed as he reached out for
the door handle, but suppressed it.

Amanda sighed. // Damn! These Vulcans were sooooo frustrating to be
around // "Hold it right there," she whispered, furious at him.

"Yes?" He turned to face her. He could tell at the snapping of her
eyes that she was not pleased, but was torn between a decision of
some sort.

She fought to bring her temper under control. "I know I have said
this badly, and no doubt we will... I will laugh about this
later...but I want to at least feed you."

"If you insist," he ventured. He turned back and shut the
door. "You wanted to walk along the beach. Do you still wish to
engage in this activity?"

"DAMN!" she exploded.

"Is that a yes?"

Amanda let her temper loose. "Stop it! Just bloody stop it! I
insult you and you don't even give a fig, you don't even fight
back! Yes, I want to walk along the beach."

Sarek stared at her in total incomprehension. "Were we fighting?
And how does a Mediterranean fruit come into the conversation?"

Amanda lost it then. Holding her si she she started laughing. Tears
were streaming down her face.

Sarek wondered if he should summon a healer. He approached her, but
was at a complete loss as to what to do for her.

Still giggling, Amanda sat down on the sofa. Gasping, she told him
to sit. "Oh Sarek, you are truly amazing. Do you know that?"

He didn't know how to answer that question. He knew he did not want
to incur her wrath again. So far, she had yelled at him twice. He
didn't wish a third time.

"Non sequitur, Amanda. First I was presumptuous, now I am amazing.
You are confusing me again."

"Okay, I am calm now. Let's start again shall we?" Amanda giggled
again. "Sorry, I will try to explain. Okay, oh hell... it's kind of
silly and embarrassing. When a human male or other species takes a
female out to dinner, they think it's their right to her body."

Sarek sat on the edge of the sofa seat. He hadn't even taken off his
coat. He waited for her to continue.

"And especially when said female invites back said male to her home.
I haven't dated in a while so I forgot."

He stared at her. "My right to do what with her body?" He started
slightly and his ear-tips became suddenly green-tinged. "Are you
assuming I wanted a sexual liaison tonight? I have not even been
able to feed you yet."

"No! I am not lumping you in with them...but it was the comment.
All I wanted to do was to invite you here for a meal and some
conversation. I ask forgiveness for jumping to the wrong idea."

"And I ask forgiveness for putting you in an awkward position. Shall
we indeed start again? Would you like to accompany me on the beach
for a walk?" He looked at her with his black eyes, imploring her to
walk with him. Here was a man used to dealing with governments on a
daily basis, yet he became flustered around this enchanting woman.

"Yes please, but first I would like to eat, as it has been a
while since I last did that."

Sarek lo dow down, his ear-tips still green. "Yes, of course." He
gazed back up to her face and asked, "May I please take off my coat?"

"By all means. Ah... Sarek is anything wrong with your ears... they
keep turning a strange colour," she teased. She noticed his
discomfort, but the imp in herldnldn't help her last comment.

He felt like an incompetent around her, and when she mentioned his
ears, he desperately tried to control the blood flow to
them. "Nothing of importance, I assure you."

"You sure?"

"Yes. I am sure. What are we going to "order in"?"

"Mmm... How about Chinese? They do some wonderful veggie dishes."

He was trying to change the subject from his physiology and lack of ntrontrol. "Chinese would be acceptable. But...what means Chinese?"

Amanda explained quickly then pressed the comm button for her local
restaurant. She placed hrderrder and put her thumb on the screen for

"How long will this take?" Sarek had never ordered any food in and
was intrigued by the process. He rose and hung his coat on a hook by
the door. Trying to make "small talk", he asked, "What did you want
to do in the meantime? Do you listen to music?"

Amanda looked at him sharply, he seemed uncomfortable. She wondered
about this. "Please make yourself at home; I am going to change into
something more suitable for beach walking. The CD's are overre re
on the left on the shelf...anything is fine with me. By the way,
would you like a drink?"

"Please." He wandered over to the CD rack and found quite an
eclectic mixture. He selected a symphony by Beethoven and placed it
in the player.

Amanda disappeared into her bedroom, pulling off the dress and
pantyhose. She then pulled on a T-shirt, sweat pants and sweater.
She walked back into the living room bare foot and carry socks.
Sarek saw a h ofh of red on Amanda's feet and looked down. Amanda
followed his gaze as he looked down at her bare toes. They were
covered with bright red nailpolish. She raised her eyebrow and
said, "Don't Vulcan females paint their toenails?

"No. Is there some significance to this that I should be aware of?"

"None. It's a human female thing."

Sarek was dressed in his ambassadorial robes, with ankle boots. He
thought about the breezes that kick off the ocean and realized he
would be warm enough as he was, providing he put on his coat again.
He asked, "Are you ready?"

Just then, the chime sounded. It was their food. Sarek realized that
he was very hungry too, and the food smelled wonderful.

Amanda walked into the kitchenette grabbed two plates, cutlery and
glasses. She set the table and motioned for him to sit. He entered
the cozy kitchen and sat in the offered chair. He watched her as she
pulled tin containers from a bag and opened them. Some she set
before him, and others she put before where she was sitting. ",
try these. You should like them."

Sarek tentatively poked at the chow mein and found it very tasty. He
watched Amanda eat, stealing glances over his fork. She pulled the
cork from the wine and poured a small amount into each glass. Sarek
smelled the bouquet and found it smelled wonderful. He didn't know
much about Terran wines, but he enjoyed her selection.

They talked amicably over their dinner and opened a second bottle of
wine. After dinner, they felt stuffed. "I have never experienced
Chinese cuisine before," Sarek said. "I found it most satisfactory.
Do you have it often?"

Amanda sat back in her chair, swirling the wine around in her
glass. "Yes, quite often. That way I don't have to cook. Sometimes
I'm too tired after work to prepare a large meal. And it's only me
here, so I find it very convenient to order in."

Sarek watched her mouth move as she spoke. He wanted to touch her
full, sensuous lips, to feel those lips on his skin, but knew he
never would. He wondered what she would taste like, what she would
feel like in his arms. // Perhaps the wine is affecting me more than
I thought, // he mused.

Amanda noticed his dark eyes staring at her. "Is there something
wrong, Sarek?" she asked.

He shook himself from his reverie and said, "No, not at all. Perhaps
we should take that walk along the beach."

"Sure!" Amanda jumped up from her chair and grabbed another bottle
of wine. "We may need this to ward off the chill of the ocean air,
don't you think?"

"It may come in useful," Sarek admitted. He didn't want this evening
to end, especially now that he realized that he had not made another
serious mistake in over 2 hours. // Maybe I can still get more
language lessons after al/ he/ he thought. // And maybe even
another, what do the humans call it, ah yes, another date with her. //

He walked to the door and removed his coat from the hook. Putting it
on, he noticed that Amanda also had a light jacket on as well. He
opened the door for her and they left.

The moon was full and cast its light over the beach. The water
sparkled as it moved back and forth on the sand.

It was hard walking on the loose sand, but Sarek had done that many
times as a child growing up in ShiKahr. Amanda felt that the breeze
was still a warm one; it had been a scorcher of a day, for her at
least. Sarek was still bundled in his coat but after walking on the
beach for 30 minutes, he undid the clasps.

As they walked, Amanda took off her shoes and waded in the shallow
waters of the incoming tide. Sarek stayed on the beach. "Come on,
take off your shoes and wade with me," she called.

"What is the logic of getting sand all over your feet?" he shouted

"Because it's fun! C'mon, try it! You may even like it, God
forbid." She was openly teasing him now. Even in the moonlight, she
could see a slight upcurving of a corner of his mouth. He started
walking toward her, carefully keeping his boots as dry as he
could. // He moves as gracefully as a cat, // Amanda thought. //
Now if only he could relax. He's not Ambassador Sarek now, he's just
Sarek. //

She left the water and moved to where he was walking, carrying the
opened bottle of wine. "Here, have a drink." They had not brought
any glasses with them, so Sarek took a swig from the bottle. // If
T'Pau could see me now! // he thought. Surprisingly, the wine tasted
even better from the bottle, out here in the night air.

Amanda let Sarek hold the bottle and slipped her arm through his.
They walked in silence for a while, each with their own thoughts.
She looked up at him. His face was bathed by the moonlight, his
features almost hawk-like. She looked at his exquisitely pointed
ears and almost reached up to touch them. She felt the strength of
his arm underneath his clothing and she wondered what he looked like

She steered him closer to the water's edge as they walked and drank
the wine. They talked about his childhood, her childhood and
virtually every topic under the sun. She told him about her brothernd hnd his family, and he told her about his sister and brother and life
on Vulcan

Just then, a huge wave came in and knocked them both down. Sarek's
clothing filled with water, weighing him down. The strong
undercurrent pulled Sarek back with it. Amanda screamed to him to
stand up, that he would be okay. Sarek panicked, never having
learned to swim, or even what to do around large bodies of water.
His senses were dulled from the 3 bottles of wine as well. His
clothing weighed a ton and he was pulled under the surface. He
struggled to the top and grabbed a quick breath before being pulled
under again. Amanda rushed into the water, screaming his name.
Finally, Sarek could feel the pull of the water lessen and he stood
up. The water came to his neck and he thrashed around, scared;
really scared for the first time in his life. Amanda got to him but
stayed just out of his reach.

"Amanda, help me!" Sarek yelled. Amanda was a very strong swimmer,
but she knew the danger of trying to rescue a terrified person. She,
herself, could be killed as well. "Sarek, calm down! Can you touch
the bottom?"

Sarek heard her words, but he was still panicked. He struggled to
regain his calm, but now the cold of the water was seeping into his
awareness. He knew that if he didn't get out of it soon, hypothermia
would set in and he would drown. He realized he was standing on the
bottom and said, "Yes, I believe so. But I still need assistance!"

"Just walk toward me now, Sarek. I'll guide you in, but I won't get
near you as long as you are thrashing around like that. I'm here,
but you must calm down."

Sarek started walking toward Amanda's voice. He was cold, oh so
cold. His body felt numb. His clothes still tried to drag him down,
but his Vulcan strength allowed him to move slowly toward her. When
he was waist deep in water, she ran up to him and put her arm around
him, half dragging, half pulling him to shore.

When they got to the beach, Sarek collapsed on the sand. He was
shivering badly and his teeth were chattering like a machine gun.
Amanda pulled off her jacket and wrapped it around him. "Can you
walk?" she asked.

"Give me a minute," he rasped. His breathing was rapid and he was
exhausted. "I should be able to in a minute."

"You are freezing, Sarek. You may not have a minute. Now, get up!"
She tugged at his arm and help to pull him to his feet. She found
the wine bottle and it still had some fluid in it. "Here, finish
this. It should keep you warm until we get home."

It was fortunate that they had already started back, so it wasn't
that far to go. After about 10 minutes of walking, they reached her
flat. Sarek's clothes were dripping wet and she knew he had to get
out of them fast. "Strip!" she ordered.

Sarek's eyes widened at the command. "Here? In the living room?"

"Yes, here. I don't want you to drip water all over the place. You
get those wet clothes off and I'll find you something warm to wrap
yourself in." She left him there, dripping, as she went into the
hall closet and pulled out 2 thick blankets for him.

Sarek knew what she asked was logical. He didn't want hypothermia to
set in more than it already had. He began to peel off his soaking
clothes leaving them in a heap on the floor by the door.

Amanda returned with the blankets as he was removing the last layers
of clothing. She saw him and her breath caught in her throat. He
was beautiful. His muscular chest was smooth, and his nipples were
erect with the cold. She noticed they were green-tinged and she was
intrigued by their colour. His stomach was flat and firm. There was
not an ounce of fat on him, she thought. He turned slightly as she
entered and she stole a glance at his groin. His pubic hair was
fairly sparse. His penis was of average length, but was thick and
she noticed he had 2 ridges behind the glans instead of the one human
males had. His balls hung proudly behind that beautiful
organ. "Here, wrap yourself in this." She handed him a blanket and
he bundled up in it, then sat on the couch.

She scooped up his clothes and asked, "Can this stuff go in the

"I do not know," Sarek said. "Someone else handles the laundering of
clothing." He was still shivering violently, but Amanda recognized
that as a good sign. When he stopped shivering, then she had to

"Maybe I should put them in the sonic shower to dry." She went down
the hall to the bathroom. When she returned, she asked, "You need a
hot drink to warm you up. Do you like coffee?"

"I prefer tea if you have it."

"Tea it is." She felt badly as it was her idea to go for a walk on
the beach. Between the two of them, this evening had been a total

She returned with the tea and said, "Perhaps you should call your
driver now."

Sarek looked at her, his hair still dripping wet. "May I have a
towel first and finish my tea?"

"Oh, of course. I meant when your clothes are dry." She felt
flustered now as she rose to get him a towel. She felt certain that
she w nev never see Sarek again. At least, not this way. That
thought made her sad.

The next day at the Embassy, Amanda entered her office at her normal
time. She noticed that there was a message flashing on her comm
unit. She accessed it and Sarek's features filled the screen. He
looked awful!

"Amanda, I regret that I will not be able to make it for my language
lesson today. However, it would please me to see you again, if that
is acceptable to you. As you can see, I'm rather ill from my...swim of
last night. Please let me know your answer at your earliest

She didn't know what to say. Her heart soared at the prospect of
seeing him again. Maybe they could even have a date without a
disaster marring it. Is it possible? She thought about him all last
night after he left. His body's image floated throughout her mind,
the sight of his beautiful cock excited her. Yes, she would see him
again. That much was certain. She returned his message and they
agreed that she would see him after her work hours. His residence
was in the Embassy, so she didn't have far to travel.

She thought of him the entire day. Of what he looked like under all
those clothes. Her mind was also thinking of what she would like to
do to him if she could ever persuade him to remove his clothes
without first trying to drown him.

After her work hours were over, Saran appeared at her office
door. "I am to take you to Ambassador Sarek's residence. Will you
please follow me."

"Certainly. Let me first fh uph up here."

Saran's eyebrow raised at that, but he waited patiently. When Amanda
had finished what she was doing, she followed him.

They went up the centre staircase to the private residences of the
Vulcan staff. There, they entered Sarek's suite of rooms and into
his bedroom. Saran left them alone and closed the door. Sarek was
propped in bed, Kleenex beside him. His nose was slightly green from
all the blowing he was forced to do. When he looked up as the door
opened, Amanda thought she detected a flash of warmth cross his
austere features, but it disappeared so quickly, she wasn't sure.

"Amanda, it is pleasing to see you again. I am gratified that you
came. Please, pull up a chair. Sev will not allow me out of bed, at
least for now. He is quite protective, for a healer. How hasr
day gone?"

Sarek's eyes were bright and he seemed almost animated for a Vulcan.
She commented on this and he said, "I do not like being detained
indoors for long periods of time. I get somewhat anxious if I can
not go out of doors." He looked sheepish as he admitted this one
fault of his.

Suddenly, an explosive sneeze ripped through him, and he looked at
her apologetically. Amanda laughed out loud at his pathetic look.
Saran brought some tea and Sarek and Amanda talked for
a while then she left for home. She assured him that she would visit
him the following afternoon.

While she was visiting, Sev came to see his patient. He explained the
seriousness of a cold to her. Vulcans were very adept at retaining
fluid, so when they get a cold, which was rare, the fluid overload
caused by the release of histamines can affect the circulatory system
and could prove to be fatal in some cases. Amanda became concerned.
Here, it was thought that Vulcans were so strong. What if Sarek died
from a common cold?

The next afternoon, Sarek spiked a serious temperature. Amanda came
to his room for herit ait and found him bundled up in his covers,
shivering violently again. He looked like he did when she first
pulled him out of the ocean. His hair was mussed and slicked against
his forehead with sweat. She had never seen a Vulcan sweat before
and knew it was not normal for them. Sarek's eyes were dull and he
was fidgeting with his covers. She immediately called for Sev and
instructed him to bring some ice; lots of ice with him.

Sev rushed into the room and his mouth became a grim slash when he
saw Sarek. He told Amanda to run cold water in the sink and fill a
basin he handed her. "And grab all the towels and facecloths you can
find in there. Soak them in the cold water as well," he called after

While she was carrying out his instructions, Sev tore the covers off
and stripped Sarek of his pajamas. "Hurry," he called.

Amanda rushed back into the bedroom and saw Sarek lying naked on his
bed, sweat covering his body.

"Start washing him down with the cold cloths please, Amanda. I do
not have time to summon anyone else and his fever has to be brought
down quickly." Sev had put the ice cubes he brought into the basin of
water, which made it even colder.

Amanda started with fac face, but Sev told her to concentrate on his
arms, chest and groin. "Those are the places where large amounts of
blood are closer to the surface, and those need to be cooled first,"
he explained. Sev started with Sarek's arms and chest, which left
the groin for Amanda. She steeled herself, then slapped a soaking
wet, cold cloth on his penis. Sarek jumped at the contact, then
rolled his eyes and closed them again. He was delirious.

Amanda bathed him with the cold water. She felt the heaviness of his
cock and balls as she lifted them to bath under them. His cock was
thick and she could feel the potential steel under the silky skin.
There was no foreskin to retract and she saw the flush of green on
his cockhead. As she was performing her task, she wondered how his
cock would taste, how it would feel sliding in and out of her
warmth. She mentally shook herself, stealing a glance at Sev to see
if he noticed. He didn't.

They worked well into the evening and finally, around 9 pm, Sarek's
fever broke. Sev looked at Amanda, warmth in his eyes. "I thank
you, T'sai. Your acs wes were exemplary. It would have been
difficult to do this without you." He bowed to her, showing his
respect for her.

Amanda blushed at his show of respect. No one had ever done that to
her. She was flattered. "I did what was necessary, Sev. But I do
appreciate you being here with me."

Sarek's eyes fluttered open. He was still naked and uncovered, but
he didn't appear to notice. "Water," he croaked. Amanda almost
laughed. Here, they had been bng hng him in water for hours, and he
was thirsty. She handed him a glass and he propped himself up on his
elbow to drink it. He looked down at himself, then at Amanda. "How
long have you been here, Amanda?"

"The entire time, Sarek."

"Oh." He lay back down. "I am finding it a bit chilly in here.
Would it be possible to at least have a sheet to put over me please?"

Sev and Amanda looked at each other. Amanda smiled, and Sev raised
an eyebrow at her gesture. "I think we can arrange that," Amanda
said. She covered him up, then helped Sev clean up the room. "I
have to get home now. I'll see you tomorrow. Until then, Sarek."
She swept out of the room, leaving the 2 Vulcans staring after her.

"Yes, I remember those two nights well, Sarek." Amanda curled up
next to her husband of 53 years. "That was the second time I saw you
naked. I knew you wanted me that first night, but when I ended up
nursing you, I realized that I wanted you, too." She stroked his
chest, still muscular after all these years.

"I remember the first time I kissed you, my wife. I was not very
good at it at all."

Amanda laughed. "No, you weren't. You pressed your lips hard
against mine as you had seen other humans do. There was no softness
there at all. You said you did it becausealkealked too much. But I
taught you the proper way to kiss and you were a quick study."

"You taught me many things. You were a patient teacher and I was a
willing student. Shall we relearn some lessons, my wife?" Sarek
gathered her into his arms and bent his head to kiss her. She opened
her lips and he slid his tongue into her warm mouth. Their tongues
dueled with each other as Sarek cupped her ample, and now firm,

He broke off the kiss and rolled her onto her back. He watched his
hand play with her nipples, enjoying the feel of them when they
stiffened. She arched her back in encouragement. Sarek took one of
her rosy-brown nipples into his mouth. He flicked it between his
teeth and tongue, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Amanda. He moved
to the other nipple and sucked it in, playing with it, tasting it.

She reached into his hair and carded through it gently. It was
grayer now, but still her husband looked quite distinguished. As he
suckled her, she smiled down at him. She then ran her hand down his
back and to his buttocks. She cupped his ass, then slid her finger
down the crack. Her arms were too short to reach the entrance to his
body, but the night was young yet. There would be plenty of time.

Sarek moaned into her breast, thet upt up. He gazed down at his
beautiful wife, his eyes black with pleasure. Then he lay beside her
again, his hand stroking her firm belly, moving lower slowly. She
grabbed his head and pulled him down for a passionate kiss. Sarek
allowed it, capturing her mouth with his, swirling his tongue around
her mouth and teeth. His hand reached her warmth and he slipped a
finger inside her wetness. Amanda spread her legs wider to give him
better access. He slowly, tortuously, pumped his finger in and out
of her, thrusting it asp asp as he could each time.

Amanda broke off the kiss and reached down for his erect cock. She
rubbed the glistening cockhead with her thumb, pressing down on the
spongy flesh. Sarek gasped softly as she stroked the slit with her
nail, spreading his fluid over the head. His ridges quivered ever so
slightly each time she did this. His cock jumped in her hand and she
could feel the steel beneath the silk.

Sarek slipped in another finger, pumping harder now. "Oh, Sarek,
that feels so good," she breathed. She looked at his face and
noticed a gleam in his eye. He pulled his fingers out of her and
slid his cock out of her grasp as well.

"I wish to pleasure you with my mouth Amanda. But in order to do
this, I have to move." He scooted down the bed and lay on his
stomach between her widely-spread legs. He slipped his hands under
her hips and raishem hem slightly. Then he lowered his head and
breathed in her nectar. "Oh, you smell so good! I have missed you
so, my wife." His tenderness aroused her and her fluids seeped from
her sex. Sarek lowered his mouth and lapped them up. He gently
gripped her clitoris with his teeth and flicked it with his hot
tongue. Each time he flicked, Amanda bucked her hips against his
face. He continued his ministrations until she was writhing on the
bed, her hands firmly clasped in his hair. Then, as she couldn't
stand it any longer, he thrust his tongue into her as deeply as he
could. She clamped her thighs around his shoulders as she shuddered
with the force of her orgasm. "Oh Sarek! I'm cumming!"

Her fluids rushed from her and he lapped them up as fast as he
could. She tasted so sweet; he couldn't get enough. Fina her her
shuddering lessened, then stopped. He looked up to see her gasping
for breath, her nipples erect, and her face flushed. "Was that
acceptable for you, beloved?" he asked innocently.

She swatted at him. "You know perfectly well that it was, Vulcan!
Now, it's my turn. Lie down on your back!" she ordered.

Sarek enjoyed it when she wanted to be the aggressor. He complied
with her order. "Like this?" He lay on his back, his cock standing
straight up from his body, weeping.

"Yes. Exactly like that." Her eyes glazed as she lookedhis his
proud cock, its jade-green head bobbing slightly with his
heartbeat. "I want to do something to you that I've never done
before. Will you allow this?"

Sarek was intrigued. He thought they had done everything there was
to do with each other over the years. "Certainly, my wife. What is

"Close your eyes and don't move. Be assured that I will not hurt

He felt a little trepidation, but he dutif clo closed his eyes. He
felt her leave the bed and he could hear her rummaging around in a
drawer. He became very curious, but still he kept his eyes close as
per instructions. After a few minutes, he felt her put something
soft but firm around his right wrist, then his left. He felt his
arms being raised above his head. "Open your eyes," she said.

Sarek looked up and noticed that his hands had been bound to the
b hea headboard of their bed. He realised he could get free if he
had to, but he was in no hurry to do it. "I am all yours, it

"Yes, you are." She moved down to his feet and bound them to the
footboard spreading his legs. He felt his cock stiffen even more as
she did this. She knelt beside him on the bed and grasped his hard
organ. She began to pump him slowly, her other hand fondling his
balls, rolling theoundound in their loose sack. "Do you like this?"

"You know I do." Sarek began to squirm on the bed, his groin
aflame. She continued to stroke him firmly. His eyes darkened in
passion. "There is one catch though, Amanda. I can not touch you
the way you have me bound. I wish to!"

"That's the plan, Sarek. You are totally under my control now. You
will do what I allow. Is that clear, Mr. Ambassador?"

"Perfectly. Request permission to thrust into your hand."

"Permission denied, Mr. Ambassador. You will thrust when I tell you
to. Sar Sarek's eyes widened at that. His wife had never given any
indication of wanting to be this dominant before. He found that it
excited him even more than he already was.

She continued to stroke his cock, running her thumb across the
weeping slit and spreading his pre-ejaculate over the head and
shaft. Then, she slowly lowered her mouth over his penis and sucked
in the head. Sarek gasped and bucked his hips despite himself.
Amanda released his cock and flicked it with her finger. "I said no
thrusting, remember?"

Sarek wasn't hurt when she flicked him, in fact, it made him
harder. "I beg forgiveness." He concentrated on re-establishing his
fading controls as she took him into her hot mouth again. He started
calculating the value of pi to stop himself from breaking her rules.

Amanda laved his cock from it's base to its head, all the while
playing with his balls. She knew Sarek could only hold on so long
before he came, but she wanted to play this up for as long as she
could. She felt almost giddy with power when shickeicked his rock-
hard cock and told him to stop thrusting. // This is fun, // she
thought, // providing it's not overdone. //

She slid a hand behind his balls and felt his puckered opening.
Sarek eyed her warily, knowing that if she inserted her finger, he
would have no choice but to thrust. He sent that message across
their bond. Amanda ed ued up, her mouth full of cock, and smiled
with her eyes. As she held his gaze, she pressed her finger against
his opening until it gave. She inserted her finger up to her
knuckle, pulled it back and pushed in again. She could feel Sarek's
cock twitch in her mouth. His head fell back onto the bed and a moan
was ripped from him. She finger-fucked him in time with her sucking
and he thrust helplessly into her mouth. She allowed it.


He raised his head and saw her nod.

"I'm cumming, Amanda," he groaned. With that, he bucked his hips and
felt his semen rush from his body into her mouth. He felt her
swallow his seed, her muscles milking him of his fluid. Her finger
still fucked him as he came, brushing over his prostate with
maddening regularity. "Oh A'Tha!" he cried. Finally, spent, he
collapsed back onto the mattress, his cock still half erect and
demanding more.

Amanda let him slip out of her mouth and removed her finger. She
moved up the bed and kissed him, letting him taste himself on her
lips. He kissed her deeply, passionately. Finally she broke off the
kiss and sat back to look at him.

"Will you let me loose now?"

"No. I have one more thing I want to do to you, husband."

"Well, at least I'm husband now, not Mr. Ambassador. That's
progress. What is it you wish to do?"

"This." She straddled him, resting her hot sex on his penis. She
started to grind her hips against his groin, feeling his cock push
against her butt. She continued to move against him, reaching
forward and tweaking his nipples. She bent down and took one in her
mouth, flicking the other one with her fingers. Sarek writhed on the
bed as best as he could, being careful not to thrust too much.

Amanda straightened up, grabbed his cock, and slowly lowered herself
onto it, impaling herself on his steel. She rotated her hips,
feeling his penis stir inside of gro growing bigger. She could feel
the ridges flare against the sides of her vagina increasing her
pleasure. Then she raised herself up until just the tip was still
encased, then sat down quickly.

Sarek's eyes widened and he threw his head back. He was flame, his
groin was flame. Every nerve was alive with sensation. He thrust up
to meet her as she sat back down on him. Over and over, they did
this. The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. They
continued this rhythm until he felt his balls contract. "Soon,
Amanda, very soon," he croaked. Two more thrusts sent Sarek and
Amanda over the edge. His hot cum filled her. Wave after wave of
pleasure washed over them both as the bond between them flared.

Finally, totally spent, Amanda got off of him and lay beside him, her
head pillowed on his chest. "That was absolutely terrific. I
haven't cum like that in a long time!" She sighed in contentment,
almost drifting off to sleep.

"Amanda," Sarek's soft voice said. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"No, I don't think so. What?"

"Untie me!" His voice was steel, but she could detect a little
humour in it.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry Sarek. I forgot."

She got out of bed and untied him. When she crawled back under the
covers, he wrapped his arms around her and murmured, "That's better."

They fell into a deep sleep, both with slight smiles on their faces.
They were looking forward to many more years together and more
memories to share.


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