When I Awoke

Keywords: MF Rom Con Horror

I woke up and couldn't breathe. Air. I needed air. Where am I? There's something over me and to the sides. Air. I strike at the top and the edges. Why can't I get out? I hit something. A lever? Pull it. It doesn't move. Harder, harder. Movement at last. I hear a hissing sound. Air at last! I lie here with my chest heaving, sucking in the precious air. At last my breathing slows and I try and recall the last thing I did before I found myself here.

I was at the reception? No, a going away party! For? It was for me! I was going away for a trip of some sort. I remembered.

Mira held my hand as we waited for the rest of the guests to leave. Tomorrow I was going under the glass for an extended test of the artificial hibernation chamber. If this worked we would be able to send people to Mars without the need for supplies and oxygen during the trip. This would allow us to reduce the weight and the size of the ship a great deal. As an added benefit, this would eliminate the muscle wasting we had found to be the greatest problem in space travel. For a change the astronaut would be able to immediately begin to do their job without the need to spend three weeks just getting in shape to stand again.

I turned to her and kissed her after the last guest left. "Will you be alright for the next three months by yourself?"

"Don't worry so much! Don is going to be home for most of it before he returns to school in the fall, and if I need anything I can ask the neighbors for help," she looked at me with some annoyance. "Are you sure that you'll be alright? This is the longest anyone has been in the chamber isn't it?" She walked around the apartment picking up the loose dishes and throwing the trash in the compacter. She turned and looked at me, "I'm too young to be a widow, so you make sure everything is working before you get in that thing!' She wandered over to where I was sitting on the couch and sat in my lap. "I love you", she simply said.

I held her and looked into her eyes, "I'm going to be just fine. They have that chamber stocked completely full so we can get a baseline for how long it will last. That's why I'm being the test dummy this time. They wanted someone who closely matches the astronauts who will be using the chamber for the test." I pulled her over on top of me and began to unbutton her blouse.

"You just want an excuse to be out of the house when the baby cries", she accused me with no heat in her voice. She reached out her hand and began to unbutton my shirt.

"Yes", I agreed. "That was my plan all along."

We sat up and moved toward the bedroom, shedding clothes along the way.

Why is it so dark in here? Did we have a power failure? I don't know why that would effect the chamber though. It has it's own power supply, the new mini cold fusion reactor we developed for it. That should have had enough energy for years or even centuries before it began to fail. And why wasn't someone here to monitor the chamber? The protocol called for an observer to be present at all times to watch for just such an occurrence.

I pushed against the top of the chamber and couldn't move it with my hands. Something's wrong. I should be able to just give a gentle push and get the chamber open. We made sure that if someone had to get out of the chamber because they were woken up by the emergency program that it would be easy to escape. I'm going to pull up my legs and use them to push was well as my hands. If that doesn't work there's only one more thing to try, the explosive strip in the middle of the door. It's a shaped charge so it shouldn't effect me.

Could this be a test of the escape protocols? Nasty of them not to tell me if it is. I can see their point in one way. They would want to have a realistic test and if I knew ahead of time they wouldn't get one. I'm going to have a talk with Greg though. I really didn't need this kind of wakeup call after three months. He owes me big time for this.

No luck with the legs and hands so time for the last option. Now where did we put that igniter? Good thing we went with a pico-crystal power source. They must have really gone full guns to make this so realistic. Cutting off the air, blocking the top shut with something, making sure everything is dark. They must be going for the worst case scenario for this test. Greg, you owe Mira and I a good steak dinner for this!

I found it. Now to pull the cover off and squeeze the trigger. Damn! I didn't realize how bright that thing would be. Now I'm supposed to let it cool down for three minutes and then push the middle of the top and it should break apart at the seam that was burnt out. It'll take that long for my eyes to be able to see again anyway. Note to self: Make sure we warn the astronauts that before using the last escape option to close their eyes to prevent them losing their sight at a critical moment.

Second note to self: How are they going to tell when three minutes are over in the dark? Guess it's a good thing they went with worst case so we could get a handle on this before it was needed. Try and think about something else. The way we spent the night Mira and I had before I got in the chamber.

We finally got to the bedroom and I picked Mira up in my arms. I kicked off my pants and shoes and placed her on the edge of the bed. Pulling the skirt down off her shapely legs along with her thong panties I paused to enjoy the sight of my beautiful wife. Red hair, freckles and a figure that, while no longer showgirl quality, still put me into full blown lust every time I saw her naked. I dropped to my knees and began messaging her feet with my hands.

"Oh that feels good!" she whispered as I worked up her legs. Pausing when I reached the hidden treasure between her legs I slowly pulled the outer lips apart with my thumbs and gave a gentle tap to her clit with my tongue. Continuing forward I messaged her belly and sides until I reached her cone-shaped breasts. Sucking each nipple into my mouth I used my tongue to lick each one while maintaining a soft suction. I continued upwards to her shoulders and neck making sure that everything was relaxed when I finished. I picked her up again and placed her on the bed with her head on the pillow. Returning to between her legs I began to stroke her inner thighs while I used my tongue to push in between her lips and into her tunnel. My nose pushed against her clit as I licked up her secretions. Reaching down she pulled me over her body until I was poised over her. Grabbing my face with her hands she kissed me licking her juices from my face. I slowly entered her until I bottomed out with our pubic bones meeting. We began to move slowly in no hurry, we had the rest of the night to ourselves. She became red about her chest and neck and finally sighed out her release. It was my turn to increase the speed of my thrusts until with a soft cry she reached her second orgasm. I began to cum and we collapsed next to each other in the bed. Cuddling her on my shoulder we went to sleep.

I came out of my remembrance and found myself sporting a hard-on. Mira and I will get rid of that tonight. It has to have been three minutes by now. I pushed and, as designed, the front split apart at the seam. I was becoming annoyed now. I had gotten out of the chamber and I wanted some light now! I couldn't see anything. Ow! I kicked something with my toe! Damn it! Where is everyone?

"Greg, this isn't funny anymore!" I shouted. I felt around and found one of the emergency hand cranked flashlights under the counter. What happened to this place? It looks like an earthquake hit it. There's dust everywhere and equipment scattered all over. Mira and the kids! I've got to get out of here and check on them! I started to hunt around for an exit. Wait, the tunnel from the storage area should be behind the chamber. If anything would still be standing that would.

I started into the tunnel and saw further signs that some catastrophe had occurred while I was in the chamber. Equipment was strewn around and boxes thrown from their neat stacks lay on the floor. I've got to get to the storage area. It's an old missile silo and if anything could stand as bad an earthquake as this one seems to have been it would.

Surely someone must have stayed here. They can't have all gone up to help and left me alone. No one has come in answer to my shouts, so maybe they did. Great! The elevator isn't working. That means I have to use the stairs. Finally, I've reached the top! Let me catch my breath for a minute. "Mira, I'll be there soon, baby!" I struggle with the door and finally manage to open it.

What's happened here? Where are the houses and the lab? I turn around and there is nothing that looks familiar. "Mira!", I scream. "Mira!"

(Author's note: I may expand this later on to make it less dark. Let me know if you think this would be a good idea.)

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