Trapped in an elevator

Trapped in an elevator
( GB, Stranger, Teen, Interracial, Public, Rape (?) )

Hi, I’m Sherri. I’m a 32-year-old married white female. I am 5’6″ and have a nice body – maybe I could loose a couple of pounds. My husband is John and he is a super guy. We have made close friends with two other couples that are very much like us. We all live in the same part of the outskirts of San Diego. About a year ago we started going out for dinner, dancing and a couple drinks. On our third time out together we had a couple more drinks than we should have had and our conversation turned to sex. It turned out that we all really enjoy it and have a lot of fun doing it with our husbands. I don’t know who came up with the idea but we began talking about wife swapping and everyone agreed that it sounded like a fun idea.

We all have a couple kids so we found a baby sitter who would watch all the kids at her house for the night. On our next night out we finished up by switching partners and going home for the night with someone different. We’re all on the pill so we don’t have to worry. After a night of fucking and sucking like teenagers there were no negative reports so from then till now we have been switching around about once a month and having a ball.

But that is not the story that I am here to tell you. This is something that was not planned or expected and it has changed my life. I am a senior account manager at an insurance company in San Diego. I work on the 14th floor of a 20 story building downtown. I worked a little late that night – that is not unusual – and left about 6pm. I shut down my computer and turned off the light in my office, put on the jacket to my dark blue suit over my white blouse and brushed out the wrinkles from my just above the knee length skirt. I entered the elevator to go to the parking garage. There was one other person in the elevator. He was a man that I had seen before. He worked for a different company several floors above ours. He is a white, about 50 or so and I think he is one of the bosses of his company. The button for the parking garage was already pushed so the elevator started down.

It stopped on the next floor and two more people got in. I knew both of them. One was David who does the same kind of work that I do. He is tall and slim and I think is a couple years younger than me. The other was our mail boy. He had only started with us a couple months before. If I remember what he said correctly, he is 18 and this is his first job. I don’t remember his name. He is black and about 5’10”. Again the door closed and we all headed down. After a couple floors we felt a shaking and the elevator stopped and the lights went out. For some reason the back up lights did not come on like they should have and we were in pitch black. I found the buttons and pushed the open doors button but nothing happened. I was getting frightened and fumbled around till I found the intercom. The security guard answered and said that there had been a moderate earthquake but it was not serious and they would have the elevators working again soon and that we should not worry, as we were not in any danger. I felt better but still uncomfortable.

About five minutes went buy in the dark and no one said a word.