Cherry’s day had been perfect. Her fiancé, a wonderful man, had taken her out to dinner at a classy restaurant, giving Cherry the perfect excuse to dress in her sexy black skirt, matching black heels and garter, and a low cut top that showed off her cleavage. She’d had a wonderful time teasing her fiancé and the male half of the restaurant.
Cherry smiled to herself. Tease? Yes, she teased, but she also enjoyed being ravished by her man as soon as they got back to his place. She could still feel him, touching her, holding her. If she had any complaint, it was that he was /too/ good: he wouldn’t know an uncomplicated fuck if it came and bit him in the ass.
“Definitely something I’m going to need him to work on…” Cherry thought before giggling. “Hopefully he’ll take his time learning.”
Her windows were down as she made her way home. Her fiancé’s apartment had been closer to the restaurant, and Cherry had insisted she drive herself. She regretted the decision now: it was pitch black out in the forest roads. Their homes were only 6 miles apart, but 4 of those miles were through unlit back roads, poorly paved and away from civilization.
Suddenly, a light flashed in the distance, and the ground beneath the vehicle shuddered. The sound of falling wood split the air, followed by the horrible sound of concrete breaking just in front of Cherry’s car. She could see by the lights of her car chunks of concrete flying through the air, but it was too close to avoid. She hit the gap while trying to swerve aside, but ended up spilling her car off the road to careen into a ditch. “Fuck!” Cherry screamed, more aggravated than scared. Her seatbelt had kept her from harm, and when she was angry she could ignore everything else.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it.” Cherry muttered as she hopped out of the car. “What was that?” She wondered to herself. The light had looked like something straight out of a war movie, a bomb falling from the sky. Looking back, she could see a line of felled shrubs and trees, all the way to the road. It look like a bulldozer had just pushed through the line of trees until it struck the road full force, tearing up huge chunks. The only problem was, there had been no bulldozer, and she didn’t see any object at all.
Curious, and still a little angry, she followed the path of destruction back into the darkness of the woods, a flashlight from her glove compartment in her hand. To her surprise, after a minute or so of walking (And being grateful there were no shrubs or plants still up to snag her clothing), she emerged into a clearing suffused with an orange light.
Blinking to clear her vision, Cherry surveyed her surroundings. A near perfect oval of destruction sat before her, broken only by the path Cherry had walked through. To Cherry, it was obvious as to what happen. A satellite had fallen and crashed into the Earth, and it’s momentum and forced had extended even after the object had been destroyed.
