The Elevator Experience I

"Dad!"
Zarina screamed at the top of her lungs from the kitchen as she swallowed the last of her cereal. They were going to be late this morning and she couldn't afford another absence at school this month.

 "It's 8: 15...we've gotta run!"

Zarina was an average 18 year old high school student. Her grades weren't wonderful and she would rather spend her time out with her friends or with her boyfriend Marcus.
She knew her dad wasn't a fan of her choice in men and noticed how he scowled every time Marcus was around. She knew the feeling was mutual as Marcus told her that he always had an uneasy feeling about her dad.

Brunette hair and exceptional turquoise eyes that shone like the sea, Zarina knew she was an attractive young woman. Today she wore a tiny black skirt and a black baby-t shirt that read:

'Objects In T-Shirt Are Larger Than They Appear'.

Her hair was in a long pony tail and her bangs were brushed to the side.

"Dad!"
She screamed again, getting no response. She grabbed her backpack off of the kitchen counter and walked to the front door of their large condo.

"I'm coming!, I'm coming!." came a voice from behind her.

Her dad, Derrick, was a doctor at a nearby practice.
 He stood about a foot taller than herself and had red hair which Zarina thought made him look distinguished.

Their relationship had always been one of distance as neither one sought to become close with the other.
Zarina's mother, Savannah, wasn't much different. She was usually more busy writing her novel than she was being a mother.

"You two haven't left yet?"

Savannah approached the doorway where her daughter was standing.
 "You're supposed to be at school in 15 minutes. Where's your father?"
 She placed her hands on her hips in exasperation.

"I was just grabbing a different tie."
Derrick came up behind his wife and wrapped his arms around her. He twirled her around and kissed her passionately on the lips. Zarina adjusted her backpack and rolled her eyes. Sometimes she hated how much 'PDA' her parents showed.

"You're in a good mood today..."
Her mom giggled as Derrick slid his hand along his wife's crotch, teasing her.

"You have no idea how....horny....I am right now, Vannah."
He whispered in her ear and placed his wife's hand on his crotch so she could feel just how hard he was.

Zarina threw the door open.
"I'll be waiting at the elevator, dad. When you're done molesting mom."
she pulled the door shut behind her.

Derrick pushed his wife up against the door.
 "Honey, you're going to be late," his wife smiled.
He smirked and leaned in to kiss her again.

"I'll call in sick..."
 he slid his hand inside her panties and rubbed his fingers against her shaved clit.
"Your daughter is waiting by the elevator. Please take her to school."
his wife begged.

"Bummer!."
he mumbled, pulling his hand out and grabbing his briefcase. Derrick adjusted his pants to compensate for his growing hard-on.

"We'll finish this later, then."
He kissed his wife once more before heading out the door.

Zarina stood impatiently waiting by the elevator, having already pushed the button.
"There's no way I'm going to be on time now!,"
she huffed at her dad.

Derrick glanced at his daughter.

 "I'll write you a note. Don't worry, Zar." he said.
The elevator dinged and opened in front of them, void of other parties.
They stepped in and Zarina pushed the button for the lobby.

"Whatever, dad."
she rolled her eyes.

Derrick was getting fed up with his daughter's attitude lately.
She had been missing school to hang out with her boyfriend and she had no interest in the fact that it was her senior year in high school.

Zarina let her backpack fall to the ground and leaned against the wall of the elevator.
 Derrick looked his daughter up and down. She was turning into a young woman and looked remarkably like her mother.
 As Derrick suddenly thought of his wife, he remembered just how horny he was. He shifted his cock in his pants once more.

The elevator screeched to a sudden halt and the main lights went out, leaving the lone emergency light.

"What the fuck?!!"

"Don't swear!" Derrick said, pressing the communication button on the elevator panel so that he could talk to security. The button did nothing.

"Fuck!!" he swore.
Zarina smirked.
"What the hell are we supposed to do now?!"

To be continued....