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The Pause that Refreshes
by Jvstin
Jvstin@admin.con2.com
For every tale of horror and danger that occurred during the Great
Western Blackout of 1997. there are stories much lighter in tone. The
latter happened to me.
I was in San Diego that fateful summer evening when the terrorist
strike knocked out, albeit temporarily, the entire power grid of the West
Coast. I was on vacation, and checking out schools I might transfer to, as
I felt I had outgrown the small city college I was currently attending.
Athena and I had entered an ATM machine booth near Balboa Park, since
I needed some quick cash, and didn't want to go all the way back to my
hotel to get it. Athena, and shortening it to Tina is NOT a good thing to
say to her, is an old friend of mine who was showing me around the city.
She's several years older than me, but still voluptuously gorgeous in her
early thirties. I still think her husband was a fool. And, despite the
fact that we had sometimes played around on IRC, we were still just
friends, not lovers, in real life.
I had just gotten out some money and retrieved my card from the
machine when the power failed. The lights went out, leaving only the late
afternoon sun to illuminate the booth. We could both see out of the booth
windows and across the street to the now extinguished lights of a neon
sign. We decided to try and go back to her place, not realizing the full
extent of what had happened.
At least, we tried to open the door. Electrically powered, it, too,
had failed when the power went out. It seemed stupid that there wasn't a
manual way to open the door, but I guess it was some sort of crime
deterrent. It had, however, locked us in.
"We won't suffocate" Athena pointed out. Indeed, the room at least
was not airtight. We were just more or less prisoners, for a time of
unknown duration.
We spent the first half hour wondering if the power would go on any
minute. A watched pot never boils, and a locked door never opens when you
are looking for it and trying it every 2 minutes, either. From the
commotion outside, Athena and I began to realize that this blackout was
more than a local phenomenon and much more serious than we had first
realized. I was almost glad the glass was shatterproof and bulletproof.
An hour had gone by, and we had talked and talked, trying to relieve
the ennui. I was beginning to grow a bit peckish as well as thirsty. So
was my companion. We tried to ignore it, but we HAD been planning to get
something to eat and drink after stopping in the ATM booth. That was, of
course, an hour an more ago. We had switched to casual subjects when
Athena got on her knees on the floor in front of me. I was sitting on the
little table with deposit slips,my legs swinging off into the space below.
"Umm, what are you doing, Athena?" I asked as she looked up at me
with a vixenous smile.
"I'm thirsty" she pouted. "I'm going to get a shake." With that, she
tugged at my zipper, and reached her hand into my jeans and into the open
fold of my boxers.
"Athena!" I said, drawing back a bit, considerably shocked.
"Hey, Doug, you're not going to deny a lady a drink, are you? Now, how
do you turn this thing on?" She had my cock and balls exposed at this
point, and the soft touch of her hands was beginning to have an arousing
effect on them. I slipped forward again, allowing myself to be seduced by
her.
"Hmmm" She said, and sucked one of my balls into her mouth, to which
my cock responded semaphorically. "Ah, I think I found it" She giggled
and then repeated the pleasure on the other, running her tongue over it and
then both at the same time.
I clenched my hands against the table,awaiting her next move with a
moan of pleasure. Athena then ran her tongue up my shaft from the balls to
the tip, circling the sensitive cockhead with her tongue. She then looked
smiling into my eyes and then took my cock into her mouth with teasing,
agonizing slowness, drawing it out.
I felt her tongue begin to roam completely around it, a sucking candy
in the warm confines of her mouth. She moved my cock in and out of her
mouth slowly once it reached it's full length and hardness, treating it
like an ice cream pop.
I moaned with pleasure. "I'm going to come!" I said. Athena's only
response was to take my cock fully into her mouth again and began sucking
slowly on it, encouraging me to release. I did not soon disappoint her, as
I shot my semen into her waiting mouth. She continued to hold me in her
mouth, swallowing and making sure I could feel her throat moving against
me.
Indeed, as she had told me many times before, she did like the taste
and to swallow semen. Athena sucked on it for a little longer as I finally
began to soften, finally letting it out of her mouth. "Ah, the Pause that
Refreshes!" She laughed and so did I.
Athena helped me to zip up and I then took her hands and helped her
to her feet, upon which she stepped onto the counter to sit in my lap. She
gave me a long kiss, and I tasted my semen on her tongue. When the kiss
was finally broken, she leaned her head against my chest and cooed. I
sighed.
"I've wanted that for a long time" my voluptuous seductress said, her
hands firmly holding me behind my back as I was holding her in the same
manner. However, before I could come up with a suitable reply, the lights
came on, and the door swung open. The blackout was over.
We stood on the floor, and her hand insistently found mine to hold. As
we left the booth, she nibbled my ear and whispered in a sexy voice.
"Let's go back to my place. I hope you are 'thirsty' too, Doug."
The drive back to her place seemed to take eternity.
The End
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The Pause that Refreshes
by Jvstin
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