Adventurous

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Sometimes, a plan doesn't come together

Submitted: April 15, 2015

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Adventurous

Two figures dressed in jumpsuits moved down the darkened passageway within the bowels of the spaceship. One of them, apparently the leader, peered at each doorway as they passed, looking for door 143-D-5. The slighter of the two slowed, causing the one in front to pause and look back.

“What?” he whispered.

“Manny, are you sure this is okay? I mean, what if we get caught?”

“Look, babe. I told you before, this is the midwatch. Nobody is around on the midwatch to see us. Stop worrying.”

He took her hand and led her further along, still watching for the special room. Then he found it and stopped so fast that she ran into him.

“Oof. Are we here yet?”

He tapped the sign on the door. “Yup. This is it. Come on,” he urged, opening the door and pulling her inside.

“But there’s nothing in here, Manny.” She looked around. “Just padding everywhere.” Pausing for thought. “Is this a nut ward?”

Manny laughed. “No. Not al all. This is the room they use for spacewalk training. We can defy gravity in here! Take you shoes off and we’ll have some fun.”

She looked doubtful, but kicked off her shoes. “Aw, come on. Really?”

Manny did the same. “Really. Watch.”

He reached over to a recessed panel, flipped a switch, and turned a knob counterclockwise by half. Then he bent his knees and jumped tentatively. He rose upwards about two feet and then slowly dropped back to his feet.

“Oh, cool!” said the girl, jumping also. “Whee!”

When she landed, Manny twisted the dial once more, removing most of the gravity from the room. This sent the girl upwards again, slowly turning a somersault. Moving the dial to zero, Manny hopped into the air. This was a mistake on his part, as he zoomed upwards and sank into the padding of the ceiling, bending his head down.

“Ow! Deedee, pull me down,” he demanded.

Deedee managed to snag one of his feet and tugged, this provided the movement downwards, but it also sent Manny crashing into Deedee in the middle of the room. Caroming off each other, they took new vectors and ended up against opposite walls where they each grabbed a canvas strap and held on.

“Come on over here, babe, and we’ll have some fun.”

“Okay.” Deedee shoved against the wall, moving in the approximate direction of Manny, who had to use his body to keep her from slamming against the wall next to him.

“Easy, Deedee. Use small moves or you’ll do that again,” he said, hugging her closer to him, but from behind.

He reached around, taking hold of the closure at the top of her jumpsuit and pulled. Action-reaction. Deedee spun out of his arms, whirling slowly away from Manny. The closure, however, had opened and her ample breasts flowed through the opening, putting them on view.

“Maaaaaneeeeee!” she called, trying her best to keep him in sight by twisting her neck.

“Spread your arms out. You’ll slow down.”

She did, and her rate of spin did, in fact, slow, but it was interrupted when she hit the far wall and rebounded in a new direction – towards the floor. Manny took aim, shoved off gently, and met her just as she began another rebound. Clasping her around the waist, he stilled her spin, but imparted both of them with a slow spin towards the center of the room.

Looking down at her chest, Manny eased one arm free of her shoulder and tugged gently on the second closure. It parted, reducing their spin to almost zero.

“There. See? All better now,” soothed Manny.

“Yeah. Now, how about you?” Deedee said, reaching for Manny’s closure, preparing to give it a huge yank.

“Easy! Not too hard, just pull it loose.”

“Okay.”

Deedee did as Manny commanded and his jumpsuit opened to his hips, the top floating backwards. He did the same to her, and now the both of them were nude to the waist and giggling like school kids viewing their first smutty magazine.

“This is fun,” breathed Deedee. “Ooh, Manny. Is that you?”

She let go of his shoulders and bent backwards so she could use both hands to reach down and tug at the rest of Manny’s suit. It was an ill-timed maneuver because Manny had just let go of her so he could do a little exploring of his own. Deedee rocked backwards in an arc. Her foot came into contact with Manny right between his legs, as if it had been aimed. Groaning hoarsely, Manny spun backwards, spinning opposite to that of Deedee.

In passing, Manny managed to grab one of the legs of her pantsuit. This would have brought them back together, but instead, they slid completely off Deedee like the shedding of a skin. Now, Deedee was spinning, and wore nothing. Eventually, she got close enough to a wall to grasp a strap and held on dearly, watching Manny as he tried to do the same.

His motion was such that his jumpsuit hung down below his feet and created enough centrifugal force to tug his suit off completely too, which promptly joined Deedee’s in one corner.

Stabilizing his spin, Manny reached out towards Deedee, wiggling his fingers for her to join him. Smiling widely, she reached back and pushed gently on the wall – meeting him practically dead-center of the room. They hugged to keep from parting again. Nature, being nature, things began to happen. Their hugs turned into something a little more passionate.

Panting, Manny looked over at Deedee. “Want to be a member of the Oh Gee Club?” he asked breathlessly.

“That sounds really cool, Manny,” Deedee answered, trying to stick her tongue into his ear, which only imparted a slight vertical spin.

However, that was not to be. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t solve the various vector problems that would bring the proper parts together. During one such attempt, Deedee tried to stabilize herself by grabbing the nearest thing handy, which happened to belong to Manny – who yelled hard enough to make her let go.

Now, they drifted five feet apart, barely moving. Manny’s enthusiasm had waned and all he really wanted was to get back and add gravity before the entire mood was lost. Deedee, however, was still playful and when she moved, various bits of her moved in equal, but opposite, directions, which Manny took in, but didn’t respond to.

“Manny?”

“Yeah, babe.”

“How do we get back gravity?”

“Good question. I’ve been working on that. You have any ideas?”

She thought a moment. “Nope, not a one.”

They pondered their predicament for a few minutes, but neither came up with a plan for reaching the panel with the gravity dial. Deedee began to whimper. It got louder.

“Manny?”

“Yeah,” he answered, somewhat tersely.

“I gotta pee.”

 



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