Power Chapter 32: Sylvia, Chernobyl and the Cottage - Sex Stories

Power Chapter 32: Sylvia, Chernobyl and the Cottage

... of an orgasm. “OK, gang, I’m satisfied,” said Marcy somewhat breathlessly. Her hands had not been visible on camera, and I was pretty sure I knew what she had been doing. We were basking in afterglow when Sylvia’s phone rang. It was Dr. Wagoner; Sylvia had asked for an appointment. I threw the newsletter in the trash when Sylvia left with Valerie. They were gone almost two hours. Which we used for some more play time. Nate took advantage of the lull to show me and Jay how special we were to him. I loved the blow job because it was affection from someone special to me. Also, frankly, it was a blow job. I’ve never had one I didn’t enjoy. Sylvia and Valerie returned. Sylvia told Janice that Dr. Wagoner needed to see her as soon as possible. Janice looked worried, and Nate offered to go with her. Sylvia said, “Nate, let Janice do this alone. She’s not in trouble, and Dr. Wagoner has some good news for her.” Nate seemed at least partially mollified. He gave Janice a quick kiss, helped her into her clothes, and she left the room. I asked Sylvia what the good news was. “None of your business,” Sylvia said. The tone said even more, so I dropped the subject. Valerie volunteered that she had waited outside the office while Sylvia talked with Dr. Wagoner. Sylvia had told Valerie not to ask any questions, so no questions were asked. The girls grabbed beers. We talked about our classes for about half an hour before Janice rushed in. She ran straight to Sylvia, kissed her on the cheek, ...

... and then collapsed in tears on the floor. What the fuck? First my summer roommate goes nuts and now his girlfriend is having a nervous breakdown in front of me. I jumped up and banged hard on the blue emergency button. The college had installed them in all of the lounges after Surya’s comment about “What could possibly go wrong?” Sylvia tried to stop me but was too slow. An alarm went off. The lights in the room started flashing. Mike ran in trailed by a panting naked Regina wanting to know what the emergency was. He was followed almost immediately by a campus security officer in his sixties who, seeing no dead bodies, shouted “Who pushed the alarm?” Jay pointed at me (thanks, buddy), and the officer pushed me down on the sofa. His face was red. “Lucy, you gotta lotta ‘splainin’ to do here!” I tried to get my breath (and figure out why the old geezer thought my name was Lucy) when I heard Sylvia speak. “Officer, Miss Longley just got some of the best news of her life, was overcome with emotion, and started crying hysterically. Mark thought she was having a nervous breakdown and pushed the panic button. Dr. Wagoner can explain if necessary.” The officer said “Necessary!” He then grabbed me by the arm and said, “Lucy, you’re coming with me.” Mike followed. I missed the story and had to be brought up to speed later. Dr. Wagoner confirmed that she had shared highly emotional good news with Janice, who had run from the room screaming. The officer probably knew the rest. If the ...