Out of service

“Me?! You didn’t think of the key either!” Protested Steven, cupping his manhood.

“Because I was busy with coming up with a plan.” Mary wrapped herself in what little of the bedsheet stuck out from the door. “Besides, I asked you to grab the key!”

“Did you?”

“I’m pretty sure.”

“Pretty sure?!”

“…”

“…”

“…Okay, I may have forgotten to ask you.” Mary averted her gaze, blushing even than before.

“Guess we’re both idiots.” Joked Steven, getting a quick chuckle from Mary.

“Guess we are.” Mary looked slowly back ay Steven. “I suppose we’re gonna have to go down naked.”

Steven’s eyes jumped wide open. “Hold on, can’t we just wait here behind the sheets and wait for someone to help us?”

“Steven, it could be a while for someone to come at this time, if at all! And you don’t know what those people would do if they find us like this. They could film us, or call the cops, or worse.” Mary noticed that Steven was thinking his options over. “Look, going down like this will be really, really humiliating, but it’ll be over in a jiffy.”

“Fine. Just, don’t stare at me, alright? It’s embarrassing enough as it is.”

“Ditto for me.” Said Mary, as she walked away from the bedsheet, covering her breasts and womanhood with her hands. “And especially not at my ass. It’s my worst feature!”

“Seriously? I thought it looked cute.”

“Don’t lie to me to make me feel better, alright?” Moaned Mary.

“I told you then, and I’ll tell you now; you have the cutest butt I’ve ever seen.” Said the forty year old Steven.

“Are we really having this discussion again?” Sighed Mary.

“You know how some of the guys at the store looked at it. They don’t do that for every butt.”

“Yeah, they do that for massive dump trucks.”

“Mom, dad, the story?” Interjected Cassie, causing her parents to look back in her direction. “So you guys took the elevator and went to the reception desk?”

“Not quite…”

“Out of order?!” Shouted Mary at the sign. “Are you kidding me? Do we really have to take the stairs like this?”

“Calm down, we may not have take that many stairs. We’re only on the… twelfth… floor…”

Mary looked flatly at Steven.

“Okay, admittedly a few more than I expected.” Steven made an awkward chuckle. “But we have to regardless. Come.”

The two walked halfway down the first set of stairs, when they already saw their first obstacle on the eleventh floor.

“Seriously?!”