The rain was battering the window of my office as I looked up at the wall clock, almost seven pm, I was a bit frustrated because I had intended to leave a bit earlier today.
I had tomorrow booked off to spend a long weekend with my girlfriend and had planned to leave about four but Patricia had called me and asked if she and her daughter could swing by the office and print out some forms needed for her daughters dance class.
It was not the best timing but apparently they were urgent and I guess it gave me chance to catch up on some boring admin tasks which I had been perpetually putting off.
They had been due to arrive about half six but so far no sign of them, which was pretty typical for Patricia who seemed to be always running late.
My thoughts turned to Patricia and I, things were going good, really good, We had been together about 18 months now, Patricia was ten years older than me at 45 but her Portuguese genes and healthy living obsession made her look much younger, we certainly did not present as an odd couple although she often joked around and called me her British toy-boy.
We didn't live together but over the last several months we had spent pretty much every weekend with each other and several nights over the week and had even softly began discussing stetting up home together.
I was head over heels in love with her, not only did she had an amazing laid back personality but she was a knock out stunner with long brown curly hair, a breathtaking bosom and a bubble ass which most men would chop off their hand in return for enjoying one squeeze.
She doted on me, cooked me up the most delicious yet healthy meals and most importantly in my male mind of course, the sex was out of this world, she would literally do anything in the bedroom and enjoyed every second of it.
Over the last few months I become addicted to water-sports with her, every time she knew I was coming over she would drink a ridiculous amount of coffee which would then get recycled directly into my mouth before she would kneel down on the bedroom floor and deep-throat my cock until I pumped her mouth with sperm.
Sounds perfect doesn't it? Me, an average looking guy meeting a Portuguese dream MILF who cooked, cleaned and blew my mind with kinky sex but, and in life there is always a but, things were not quite perfect because Patricia had a daughter.
Luci was eighteen and a half, when I had first appeared on the scene I had been very keen to build a relationship with her, to feel part of a family but Luci just did not seem interested. It wasn't that she hated me, resented me or was jealous of her mothers attention to me, none of the usual cliches -- she just seemed to have no opinion of me whatsoever, completely indifferent to my existence.
When I had first met her she had seemed immature for her age, obsessed with Minnie mouse and Disney in general and didn't appear to want to socialise with many friends or get into the usual teenage trouble. Over the last six months however, since she had turned 18, I had noticed a rapid change in her both physically and mentally. Her breasts had suddenly bloomed and her ass was becoming unavoidably plump and juicy like her mother. She started wearing make up and most weekends we wouldn't see her for dust as she jumped from one teenage party to another.
This metamorphism had not gone unnoticed by her mother who, in her character chilled out and humorous style, had joked a few times "When I get too old and dried up for you honey, I guess you could always marry Luci! At least we would keep you in the family!" Now I am a laid back guy too with an off the wall sense of humour but those remarks always made me feel a bit uncomfortable because at the end of the day I was still a relatively young man who naturally could not help but take the occasional lustful gaze at this blossoming young women. A girl who overnight had emerged from the shell of the geeky teen I had fist been introduced to. That, however is where it stopped. I wasn't some sort of creep and I was besotted with her mother despite the fact that just a few years earlier her daughter was exactly the type of fresh meat I would have been bringing home from the club, fucking the brains out of and then sending on their way with a sore pussy and no follow up phone call.
But, we change, life and love changes us and we all grow up in the end, what really bothered me now was the fact that I had no meaningful relationship with my potential step-daughter, her father was long gone and I would have been happy to step in and fill the gap, perhaps in some way reaching an atonement for all the young women I had played as a younger man.
In Luci's eyes though I barely existed and this bothered me, Patricia always said "Give it time, honey" but Luci was going away to University in September and I knew my opportunity to build any sort of connection with her was limited.
My ruminations were interrupted by the office intercoms shrill buzz, I picked up the handset and there was the distinctive accent of my beloved MILF! "I'm on the fourth floor darling, just jump in the elevator by the main door" I said as I buzzed her in to the now empty complex.
A few minutes later Patricia and Luci waltzed into my office. Patricia was looking stunning as always in a designer dress which proudly presented her tits and nicely clashed with her sheer stockings and as for Luci, wow, I hadn't seen her for a few weeks and she had shot up further in height, dyed her brown curly hair blonde which was trussed up in pigtails and was wearing a pink crop top and extremely short pink skirt. She must have noticed my lingering gaze because she said "Sorry, just out of dance class, that is what I need the form printed for, dance trip needs to be back by tomorrow. Hope it is okay to visit your office like this?" She asked sweetly.
"Of course" I replied "You can visit my office anytime you like and dressed however you like" I blurted out, before realising I probably seemed too desperate to come across as chilled and hip.
Anyway we printed the form out and I offered them both a coffee. Patricia took her first sip of black coffee and stared at me, winking one eye, as she swallowed, this was a secret cue that I would soon be drinking the very same coffee out of her gorgeous pussy. I was gagging to leave now to take her home, rip the dress off, drink her golden nectar and then fuck her hard and Patricia obviously sensed this "Lets get going. Luci I can drop you at your friends house on the way" she said.
Great, Luci would be gone for the evening and I could spend the whole night having raw passionate sex with my older goddess.
Both girls finished their drinks and walked towards the door, I followed behind and was struck with the awesome sight of their asses wriggling, they could have been twins from this view, both sporting identical curvy booty's. I wished that some of my co-workers had still been present to see me leaving with two beautiful women, before scolding myself at such taboo thoughts.
We got into the elevator and I pressed the ground floor button, the cabin started to move downwards and I felt my cock hardening as I knew piss drinking and sex was just a ten minute drive away.
Then it happened.
Bang.
The elevator ground to a halt and the lights went out.
Luci screamed out loud and Patricia shouted "What the fuck just happened".
"Oh shit, this happened to Mike in accounts a few weeks ago, I thought they had sorted it" I said as I fumbled to find my phone and activate the torch. Within seconds we all had our phone torches on and I could see that Patricia and Luci were looking genuinely freaked out.
"Don't worry" I said as I furiously pressed every key. Nothing happened though, the elevator was clearly stuck. "Okay, I am going to call the police" I said and started dialing but my phone was completely out of reception. Patricia and Luci could not get any signal either.
A deathly quiet descended and for a few minutes nobody said a word.
I broke the silence "Right, there is not much we can do, Mary the head domestic will be in at 5am and will notice the elevator is not working, so its about 8pm now. We have around 9 hours in here, in theory if we spend 6 hours or so sleeping then we only have about an hour and a half either side to be in here." I said in the most authoritative but reassuring voice I could muster. "You know, when you put it like that it doesn't sound so bad" Luci said.
I felt warm inside, almost like a real father, the way I had framed it had clearly calmed her down. Patricia spoke up next "Yes, I guess its not too bad and we will have a story to tell in the future" she said with her trademark upbeat attitude.
Enjoying my new role as alpha male I continued "We have our phone lights but need to think about battery so whilst we are awake we do one hour with one light at each time" as I said this Patricia and Luci turned their flash lights off and I kept mine on.
"We are lucky because its quite a large cabin" I said "Patricia you can use your handbag as a pillow and your coat as a blanket" I looked at Luci, who had no coat "Luci you can have my coat and use your backpack" Luci looked at me and smiled, probably the first real deep smile that she had ever given me "Thanks, that is very kind of you" she said, and I noticed just a tiny hint of a small blush.
"Lets sit down" I said and both girls sat in opposite corners before I had finished the sentence, I guess the emergency situation had activated all sorts of primeval responses in their brains and they were following orders as if we were thousands of years back in a cave and I had just returned from a days hunting.
We all relaxed and started talking, Patricia suggested that we tell funny stories about things that had happened to us and the next hour or so was taken up as we all recalled embarrassing or silly moments -- Patricia had once turned up at the wrong funeral and played along, Luci had got her head stuck in a climbing frame in the school playground a few years ago, I had got so drunk as a teenager that I ended up declaring love for a big fat older lady on a park bench. These light hearted stories made us all forget we were stuck in an elevator and anyone listening in would have thought we were watching a comedy show as the laughter echoed around the metallic cabin.
Before any of us realised it was past 11pm and I suggested that we try and get some sleep, they both agreed and made up their makeshift beds in each corner before Patricia said "Darling, I have a problem. A big problem" her tone was serious now and it was a big change from the merry mood we had all got in "What's wrong baby?" I asked, suddenly very concerned.
"I really, really, really need to pee" She said. I started thinking, I didn't have a bottle or any container. Luci said all she had in her bag was a Tampax, perfume and her keys.
