Take the elevator

After all the hard times the girls have put you through, it seems only fair that you turn things around on them for once. You stand in front of the elevator and press the button.

“Does this thing even work?” Vanessa asks, holding you by the cock.

“I just went down in it earlier,” you assure her. You leave the part about the sudden drop at the end to yourself. You debate whether or not to play up the drama by calling to attention the state of the building and the questionable stability of the machinery, but opt to go for the full on surprise instead.

You all board the lift when it arrives and Vicki notes the flickering of the lights inside.

“You sure this thing is safe?” she asks, holding onto Sarah as she looks up at the blinking fluorescent above them.

“We’ll be fine, trust me,” you play it nonchalantly. Inside your head, you are wringing your hands with anticipation. You take a casual glance at all the girls. There is apprehension on their faces. The scenery has set the mood for you. You feel Sydney take your hand and you squeeze it reassuringly, then reach over to push the basement button.

The trip goes much like your first. The elevator shudders to life and starts its slow descent.

“See, that’s not so bad,” Sydney tells the others.

That’s the moment the engineering kicks in and the shaft enters a freefall!

“AAAAHHH!!!” The girls scream in unison!

You feel all four of them clomp onto you for dear life! Even the normally cold and disassociated Sarah is hugging you around the waist, face buried in your side. You make sure to smile for the camera.

Seconds later, the elevator slows back to a guided descent and stops smoothly on the bottom floor. The bell dings and the doors shutter open.

“Welcome to the Underworld!!” Tad greets with a smarmy smile. He then recognizes you from under the lady pileup. “Oh! John! You decided to take a second ride on the Hellavator!” He nods appreciatively at the cluster you’ve picked up. “That ride is quite the chick magnet, am I right?” he murmurs with a lewd grin.

“You knew about this and didn’t tell us?” Sydney asks, in shock.

“I kind of respect you a little now,” Sarah adds in a dull tone. Her eyes are still wide, but she has managed to regain some of her aloof demeanor.

“You jerk! You could have warned us!” Vanessa huffs, pulling herself off you and straightening her hair.

You all clamber out of the elevator and the girls regain their composure. You pull out your wallet and hand Tad your admission fee. “I told you I’d be back!” you tell him.

“You better be covering for us too, for what you pulled,” Vanessa gripes. You have a feeling they were going to insist you pay their way in regardless of the elevator incident.

Tad puts his arm around your shoulder and whispers in your ear so only he and his lady can hear you. “Don’t worry bro, I got you. Just remember what I said about the frat…”

“Thanks… I will,” you smile appreciatively. You can’t exactly afford to pay that much for a night out.

Tad also hands you some tickets. “These are for complimentary drinks. Tell them that you talked your way into some free drinks for them and they’ll think you’re a hero!”

You nod appreciatively at the Frat brother looking out for you. Fraternity life might really have some advantages after all. “Thanks man!”

In a louder voice, Tad calls out, “Have fun in there!” and waves your group off.

You feel a hand squeeze your ass as you walk towards the entrance. “What was that all about?” Sydney asks.

“Oh…” you hold up the tickets. “I just wrangled some free drinks for everyone!”

“Drinks? Score!” Vicki exclaims, snatching a couple for her and Sarah.

“You are partially forgiven,” Sarah announces.

“Partially?” you ask.

“I expect snacks as a follow up,” she replies.

You turn to Vanessa who isn’t as easily bought off. She looks at you and rolls her eyes. It might take a few drinks to soften her up.

Finally, you all enter the much acclaimed Underworld!

You didn’t know what to expect, coming here, but thought it would be more of a student run clubhouse with drinks and music, much like a house party. Instead, this place looks more like a proper night club!

You don’t know what the room had been originally used for, but it is the size of a ballroom. There is a DJ booth in one corner with stereos booming and disco lights flying around the walls, strobes flickering. In front of the booth is a light up dance floor already in use by half drunken revelers. On the other side of the room is a bar setup. The bar is being tended by a male and female pair who are attached at the hip. The lady bartender leans down and strokes one of the patrons while he gives his order to the male behind her.

“Well, time to get loaded!” Vicki announces to your group as she and Sarah heads toward the bartenders.

“Syd! Let’s hit the dance floor!” Vanessa tells Sydney, taking her friend by the hand.

Sydney turns to you and shrugs as she gets pulled into the fray. “I guess I’ll see you around… or back at the house!”

You smile and nod, letting her go. You want to meet up with Andrea and her friends to see what they are up to. You stroll around the floor, looking about, taking in the strange night scene.

A waitress stops by the bar and gives the female bartender’s boob a squeeze under her serving apron. The waitress then appears to spout off the drink order she has written down. The bartender nods and chats with her partner before they split up and serve up their respective drinks.

The waitress takes her drinks and heads over to a staircase. Apparently there is a balcony in this large room. You peer up there and find more patrons, looking down on the dance floor. The floor is reinforced glass, giving you just as clean a view up there. Another waitress is taking orders for a group of guys. They are seated at a table and she is on the floor, taking one guy from behind, giving another guy a handjob and sucking the third guy off, all while jotting down drink orders on her pad on the floor.

You wander over to the dance floor, looking to see if you can spot Andrea there. This is when you notice that you can’t make sense of the lyrics. The sounds seem right with rhythm and beats, but the words are a garbled mess. The couples dancing together probably hear the songs perfectly, but the single dancers are just going on rhythm. Maybe they just want to move with the music and aren’t bothered by hearing the lyrics.

You feel a hand on your ass.

“Hey, don’t look now, but I just spotted your ex,” Syd informs you.

Naturally your head swivels around to see what she saw. You catch a glimpse of the energetic blonde that had ghosted you not that long ago. She is tearing up the dance floor with a pair of guys in mesh shirts. She has her hands on one guy’s chest, leaning against him while her legs spread and her booty shakes into the other guy’s crotch.

You wish you could chalk this down to the ‘sex to talk’ reality you now live in, but Desiree has always been this flirty with other guys, even when you were dating. She’s never been much of a proponent of personal space.

Part of you wants to just ignore her and move on, but another part wants to finally confront her about up and leaving you without even a goodbye. She left her apartment, changed phone numbers, had former friends shun you; the works! Every way you could think of to contact her was blocked off.

“What are you going to do?” Sydney asks you with concern.