Lights in the Sky

After a long work week, you are happy to kick back and relax with your co-workers at the local pub. As the night draws to a close, you make your drunken way to Syndie, the temp.

Blond hair and blue eyes, perfect 34 double D's and cinched waist, the curves of her hips and ass had been driving you crazy all week. The regular receptionist came back the next week, and so it was now or never if you ever want to have a chance with this goddess.

She's wearing the charcol pencil skirt and light blue sweater set that she'd been wearing that day at work. You ask her if she'd like to share a cab home and she says yes. She bends over to pick up her purse from the floor beside her chair, and you see a glimpse of a lacy black bra. Your hands want to shoot out and grab those ripe sweater melons right there, but you don't. You might be drunk, but you have more sense than that.

You call the cab and after she calls out her address to the cabby, you figure you have about 10 minutes to chat her up and get yourself an invitation into her apartment. You start with small talk, hoping that she isn't noticing that your eyes are glued to her tits and how they bounce when the cab jostles over a bump. You start to get half a woody, seeing a sign that says "bumpy road ahead" when the cab driver yells out:

"What the fuck is that?"

and points up into the sky over some trees on the left. You and Syndie look too, and see strange colored lights in the sky. You can't be sure, but it looks like some sort of UFO.

"Oh my God," Syndie says, "Let's go take a look. Cabbie, pull over!"

"Are you sure lady? Hey mister, do you want me to pull over or what?" the cab driver asks.