Chapter Five – City-Wide Power Outage strands our heroes
When the coupled arrived home, Cheryl was able to roust Chris enough to get him into the front door. They made it as far as the sofa, with Cheryl helping Chris along, before he fell hard onto the couch and into a cold hard slumber again.
"Rats," murmured Cheryl to herself. This confirmed her suspicious that she would be spending the night alone. "This is NOT the best night to leave me hanging, MR!" laughed Cheryl out loud. "Guess me and my little friend have a date for tonight!"
That's what the young blonde wife thought anyway. However, she had forgotten that she had also had a couple of drinks at the party. That coupled with carrying a couple heavy, drunken lugs around had completely zapped her strength and worn her out. In fact, she was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
It wasn't an overly restful sleep, however. Her dreams kept returning her to the same couple of scenes. In the first one, her and Belinda were standing at the foot of Belinda's couch, looking at her husband penis. "Isn't it cute," Belinda would say, then in the next second, she would be watching her husband's cock and balls completely disappear into her friend's mouth.
"MMMM...," Cheryl moaned in her sleep.
Then they were back upstairs. Cheryl was looking face to face with the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. "Try lightly blowing on it," her dream friend encouraged her.
She did, and the cock sprung to life, touching her lips. Only in her dream, the cock seemed to come to life. It moved of it's own accord, rubbing itself against her lips. When she didn't move, the cock gently stroked itself against her cheek, as if caressing her. It rubbed itself under her chin....as if it were a delicate caress of a lovers hand.
Then it was laying there again....just pointing up to Thomas's naval.
"MMMM...," Moaned Cheryl again, only this time she woke herself up. Much to her surprise, she had somehow worked her panties down her thighs in her sleep, had her legs spread wide, and was stuffing three fingers into her pussy.
"MMMMM," moaned Cheryl again. She was too aroused to stop – she NEEDED release, and now.
"Ung, ung ung," noises mewled out of her mouth as she continued the three finger assault, but also added her other hand – turning rapid circles around her clit.
In spite of the fact that she had gone to bed exhausted, within 30 seconds, Cheryl was trembling on the bed in an intense orgasm.
"AAAAHHHH!" exclaimed Cheryl as her shaking orgasm finally subsided. She was grateful that for the first time in the last couple of orgasms she did not actually shoot cum when she went. She was simply too tired to deal with such a mess.
Pulling her panties back up, she fell back into an immediate deep sleep. However, the dreams simply came back as soon as she was asleep.
The next day was Saturday, and Chris awakened Cheryl around 10:30 am. "Hey baby, you still asleep?" asked Chris as he jumped on top of her in the bed. It was very unusual for Cheryl to sleep much past 7:00 am, much less 10.
"Huh? What? What time is it?" asked a totally disoriented Cheryl, as she tried opening her eyes.
"It's time to get up! You lazy bum," laughed Chris. "Since when are you the late riser?!?"
"Oh, I don't even want to hear it Mr.! I'm only this tired from carrying your drunken butt all around town last night!!"
They both got a good laugh from this.
"Man baby. Did we get it on last night? I woke up feeling all wet & sticky and totally satisfied this morning" smiled Chris.
"Oh yeah, big fella. You were a total tiger last night. It was awesome," lied Cheryl to her husband. "I can't believe you don't remember it."
Her and Belinda had decided on this story last night just before she left their house.
"No sense making the boy feel bad with what had actually gone down." said Belinda to her friend.
"Right," replied Cheryl, not missing the whole 'boy' comment. She was pretty sure that Chris would have been mortified with the truth. Now that it was over with, the next day, and she was feeling completely rational, she pretty much regretted the entire night. Chris was her husband, and she felt a little humiliated on his behalf.
"I gotta meet Thomas at the office for a few minutes today. Why don't you meet me there, and we can go out for lunch after that and spend the rest of the day together?"
"Sure baby. Sounds like fun. I'll get around & meet you there."
With that, Chris took off, leaving Cheryl to get around for the day. As she was getting ready, her thoughts turned to Belinda. Almost at the exact same instant, her phone rang.
"Hello?" said the young blonde.
"Hey crazy girl!" laughed Belinda on the other end.
"Oh my God Belinda! Tell me last night was just a dream!"
"A sweet, naughty dream. That's all it was girl," laughed Belinda.
"Thomas was out for the count last night. I wound up having some serious problems of my own that I had to take care of all by myself before I could get any sleep." Confessed Belinda.
"Yeah, I might have done that too, but I fell fast asleep from exhaustion," said Cheryl, leaving out the post-sleep activities. Some things were still sacred, after all.
"I have to admit, I was a bit mad at Thomas this morning. Leaving me hangin like that, at such a difficult time. It's been almost a week since I've gotten any, so I decided I'd set the stage early today. I put on my sexiest lingerie – complete with black stockings, etc. and paraded around in front of him all morning. I was strokin' him, teasing him, then when he'd try to get down to any serious business, I would run from him. I got him so keyed up, I bet he almost came in his pants." Said Belinda.
"Man, you are such a naughty wife," laughed Cheryl.
"Yeah, well just wait 'til he gets home tonight. I'm going to rape the man if he doesn't get me first!" laughed Belinda.
"I may do the same with Chris," laughed Cheryl.
"OK baby. I just wanted to make sure you weren't mad about anything last night. I didn't mean to put down Chris or anything. He actually looked really hot on the couch...that's what got me – kinda of over the edge. It's been awhile since I've been able to devour someone so completely like that."
"Oh not at all. I was scared you'd be mad about what happened upstairs. And after what happened there, believe me, I know exactly what you mean about the whole devouring thing. I was pretty close to being choked to death!"
Belinda laughed. "Yeah, but what a way to go! Hey, things just went a little overboard. Nobody got hurt, and fortunately for us, the guys are none the wiser. Let's just be sure to keep it that way – deal?"
"DEAL. Ok, I gotta run. I'm supposed to meet Chris for lunch, and I still gotta do my hair."
"OK. Go rock his world hun. Bye."
"Bye."
The building that Thomas and Chris worked in was actually a high-rise skyscraper with 48 floors. They worked on the 28th floor, so it was a pretty good elevator ride up.
When Cheryl arrived at the building, Thomas and Chris were in the lobby chatting about work. It seemed there was a big deal going on with a client, and someone was going to have to take a quick trip to Europe on pretty short notice. Thomas was saying that he would likely make this trip, since Chris had done the last one.
"Hey baby!" said Chris as the beautiful blonde approached "I gotta run back up & grab a few things. Want to ride up with me real quick?"
"Sure," answered Cheryl.
"Yeah, and I gotta get back to work for a bit, so I'll go up with you guys as well," said Thomas.
As the elevator door closed, Cheryl said to Thomas, "Hey, it's Saturday. You better not leave Belinda home all alone all day today – you might be in trouble."
"Yeah, more trouble than I'm already in for the party last night," frowned Thomas.
"Oh, I'm sure she'll forgive ya," laughed Chris "you just gotta find some way of charming your way back into her good graces."
"I sure hope so," said Thomas. (IF she doesn't, I'm definitely going to be jacking off tonight thought Thomas to himself – remembering how supercharged horny he was from Belinda teasing him all morning.
It had been forever since he last came, and with his sex drive, this became nearly painful for him. When he was in college, before getting married, he used to have to make himself cum 3 times per day or his balls would simply ache. Now that he was married and a little older, this had calmed a bit so that he only needed it at least once a day – though he could still go as many as Belinda could keep up with.
It had been days & days since his last cum, and every time he turned around his cock was hard as steel, aching for relief. Now here he was, on a crowded elevator, with his employee & his HOT little blonde wife, and Thomas could feel those old familiar stirrings. He gazed over at Cheryl and was again impressed by her firm body. He was standing behind her and had an excellent view of her perfect ass which was nicely accented in the tight slacks she was wearing. When she turned to talk, he could see her magnificently large tits. He marveled at how such a small and athletic looking girl could have such huge tits. She was truly a Barbie Doll with stripper-like tits. Thomas had a hard time looking into her eyes as she talked to him, feeling his gaze almost magnetically drawn to those tits.
Thomas's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the elevator jerking to a stop between the 19th and 20th floors and simultaneously turning completely dark as the lights went out.
As the elevator jerked to a stop, Cheryl let out a small scream, and the three of them were thrown onto the elevator floor, toppled like rag dolls. Chris found Cheryl in the dark, and helped her to her feet.
Some kind of oscillating emergency light flashed above the elevator. The effect was that the stopped elevator car would dimly light up for like 5 seconds, then go dark for another 10, repeatedly. The three of them stood there, gazing into the darkness and listening to total silence. Nothing at all could be heard from where they were, so high above the streets below, in spite of the chaos caused by the blackout that was going on so far below them. All the three could hear was their own breathing, and the beating of their own hearts.
"What happened?" asked Cheryl, trying to mask the ensuing panic in her voice.
"Something caused the elevator to stop and all the power to go out," answered Thomas, stating the obvious. "When the power goes out, these elevators LOCK in their tracks. It's a safety feature to prevent them from falling."
"Well, I guess that's a good thing," said Chris, "considering the fact that we're about 20 stories off the ground. I wonder how long they'll be out," Chris voiced the question all three of them were wondering at that moment.
