[This story contains oral, vaginal and anal sex as well as a bank robbery. If any of that bothers you, offends you or you don't appreciate those events as a part of life then perhaps this isn't a good story for you to read.]
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As the radio voice spoke the time as seven o'clock in the morning, the branch manager sat in her car in the all but empty parking lot behind the bank. She looked at the door some fifty feet away and watched the rain hitting everything.
The storm had arrived the day before and had dropped two inches of rain already. The voice coming out of the car radio said it was expected to continue raining for three more days. The manager waited for the security guard to arrive before getting out of her car. Standard procedure to keep from being robbed first thing in the morning.
Alice looked in her purse, found her compact and checked her face. She was fastidious about her appearance and hated for anything to be out of place or unkempt. Her clothes were nice and very business. She wore earth tones and grays, modest but not severe. Her heels were always one and a half inches high. No one at work had ever seen cleavage on her, though most were aware she was not a small breasted woman. In fact, she wore a 38C bra and preferred front closure and lace. The raincoat she wore was gray as well and long, reaching nearly to the ground.
A car pulled in and parked one space from Alice's car and it looked like the security man, Tom Alexander. The man got out of the car, waved at her and walked quickly to the door. As he passed her car she saw his face and verified that indeed, it was Tom. She shut of the windshield wipers and the engine, stepped out of her car and followed Tom to the door.
The bank upper management had installed two locks on the outside doors. Security had a key and the manager and assistant manager had the other. They called it double custody and said it was all about safety and protection.
They shielded them selves from the rain and bent to the locks, inserting their separate keys. When they turned Tom pushed the door and it opened an inch.
Suddenly, hands pushed Alice and Tom and they sprawled onto the floor just inside the bank. They looked up and saw two men wearing raincoats, rain hats and ski masks. One of the men pointed a gun at them and said, "Don't do anything stupid." He waved the gun and they understood that what he wanted was for them to get farther into the bank. They didn't get up but slid farther inside. They other man took the keys from the door and closed it. He reinserted the keys from the inside and locked the door.
The man with no gun showing walked to the alarm panel and hit the code that disarmed the alarm. Alice watched him do it and wondered how he could have known the code. In her thinking only three people knew the code, the assistant manager, the guy from the alarm company who set it and herself. Neither of the guys standing in the bank looked anything like those people.
"Get on your feet, please."
Tom started to get up and as he did the man who shut of the alarm disarmed him. He then helped Alice to her feet and escorted both to the door of the vault. He stood beside Alice and motioned Tom to sit at a nearby desk. Tom did what he was supposed to do.
"Open the vault, please."
Alice thought about refusing and in less than a second realized that the bank was not paying her enough for her to do anything except do what these men wanted. She opened the vault. The man beside her whispered "Thank you" as he stepped into the vault. The other man had Alice sit next to Tom. They could hear the man inside the vault making noises and it sounded like her was somehow opening some safe deposit boxes and some of the teller carts.
The man with the gun said, "Is it your intention to be alive tomorrow?"
Both nodded.
"Good. Go into your break room and buy snacks to eat for the day. If you don't have money break the glass front of the machine. Take something to carry the snacks in. Mr. Alexander, if you do anything except what I tell you to do, Alice will die here this morning. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Then go. Be back in less than five minutes."
He went. The man moved closer to Alice. "Where does the janitor store his stuff?"
Alice pointed to a door behind the teller counter. A wave of the gun and she walked to the door. They opened it and he had her bring out the mop and bucket. He had her mop the floor where they had spread water when they fell. Then he had her push the bucket into the vault. His partner was out of the vault with three bags. Tom came back and the man asked him if he had brought anything to drink.
"Six bottles of water."
"Good. Put all of it in the vault." Alice was standing in the vault doorway and moved inside to let Tom in. The man who had been in the vault came in again and took Alice's purse. He watched Alice and Tom when the man in the doorway said, "Strip."
Alice didn't move and neither did Tom. It was as if the man had not spoken a word they understood.
"Take off all your clothes and give them to my assistant. You have two minutes."
Tom took off his raincoat and handed it over. The man spread it on the floor. Tom unbuttoned his uniform shirt and took it off. It went on the raincoat. Alice understood what could happen if she didn't comply. Her raincoat spread on the floor and before the two minutes were over Tom and Alice stood fully nude inside the vault. The assistant gathered their clothes and took them out of the vault. The man with the gun pushed two chairs into the vault. The other man came back with the welcome mat from the front door. He put it inside the vault. He tossed three boxes of Kleenex in, as well.
"You know that the vault has an air supply and that you won't freeze in there. It will take someone a long time to get you out, but you will live."
He closed the vault door and Alice watched as the mechanism inside the door reset. The time lock would not allow the door to open until after seven the next morning.
Alice sat on a chair. She looked at the inside of the vault like she had never seen it before. When her eyes came to Tom she noticed he was nude. She looked away.
"I'm sorry, Ms Peterson. I never saw them until they pushed us."
"I know, Tom. Not your fault. We just never believed we'd get robbed."
"How soon do you think we'll be found?"
"Found? In less than an hour. How soon will we get out? Tomorrow. The time lock can't be opened until after seven tomorrow morning." She looked down and noticed she was looking at her own breasts. She looked up and noticed Tom was looking at her breasts too.
"Damn. This is embarrassing."
"For me, too."
Alice noticed that the air flowing into the vault was warm air.
"That guy turned up the heat before they left."
"How nice."
"Well, we can lie on the rug and take a nap in the dark for a while."
"Yeah. It will be a long wait before we get out."
Tom sat in the other chair and they waited. At five after nine the phone inside the vault rang. The only other phone that could call it was right outside the vault. Alice answered.
"Alice."
"How did you get locked in the vault?" It was Liz, the assistant manager.
"We have been robbed. The robbers locked Tom Alexander and I in the vault before they left. You need to call the district office and let them know we won't be open today and that we were robbed."
"We won't be open?"
"No, Liz. All the money we have left is in here and you can't open the door."
"Oh. Right. OK, I'll call the D.O. Should I tell them you're locked in the vault?"
"Yes."
The phone went dead in Alice's hand. Liz never was the brightest bulb. Time passed and the phone rang again.
"Alice? The D.O. is sending someone from the vault department. The FBI is already here and they want to talk to you. OK?"
"Yes, Liz. Put them on."
The FBI man had lots of questions and told Alice he was recording their conversation. All the details of the robbery were told by Alice and then by Tom. When Alice mentioned that the men had both Tom and Alice strip the agent had her repeat that part.
As Alice talked on the phone she stood next to the vault door and Tom sat in a chair a few feet away. He listened to her but his eyes kept looking at her body. He had known Alice for years and never even fantasized about her in the nude. He looked at the two dimples just above her ass. He looked at the curve of her ass and her legs. He really looked. His mind raced around with thoughts that he had never thought about Alice before.
He wondered if she had shaved her legs that morning. He wondered how she smelled. He wondered if she was a lesbian. He had never heard of her on a date or out with a man. She never mentioned having been married. Looking at her nude he couldn't imagine why no one wanted her.
When Alice turned and handed the phone to Tom he stood and gave his account to the FBI. Alice sat and listened. At first she sat with her eyes closed, listening. Then, she opened her eyes and stopped really listening. She focused on Tom's body. Her mind, like Tom's, did some wandering.
He was in good shape for a fifty-year-old man. Hardly any flab around the middle at all. He was hairy. Alice remembered a poster she was given on year for her birthday of Magnum P.I.. Tom looked a lot like that, except for the face. Tom wasn't quite handsome, but he wasn't bad looking either. When Tom shifted a little Alice had a good view of his equipment.
It seemed, from six feet away, that Tom's flaccid penis was about six or seven inches long and, Alice thought, fat enough to be a handful. Her thoughts went back to the last time she had one in her hands. It was while she was on vacation last spring. His name was Walt. They met on the cruise she took in Hawaii. They spent two days in her cabin fucking. Tom's looked to be bigger and longer than Walt's was.
Alice looked at Tom some more and noticed that he was circumcised. The head was uncovered and Alice wondered how it would fit in her mouth and in her pussy.