Chapter 4 - Noelle
I’m free-falling through space for a few seconds.
I don’t even have time to scream before my back hits against a massive inflatable air cushion like you see used in rescue missions where people have to jump from high places.
This one is red with huge white stars, not the typical rescue ones you see on TV.
“Ooof.” I bounce a little, but it doesn’t hurt.
“Whee!” The sexy woman lands with a soft thud next to me, causing me to bob up and down as the air cushion ripples.
I’m out of breath from the surprise of being pushed through a portal, and I lie there for a few moments to get my bearings. What sort of asshole pushes someone like that with no warning? I’m of half a mind to tell her off, but she brought me to Nick so I can’t hate on that.
The first thing I notice is that although it’s daylight, the sky is black. Every few seconds fireworks explode in a dazzling display of color against the backdrop. More proof this place is a dreamland because where is the daylight coming from if the sky is dark?
A beautiful kaleidoscope of sparkles burst directly above us in the sky and I give an “Oooh, ahhh,” as I get lost in the swirl of colors. A giggle from the gorgeous woman brings me back to my senses. Right. I’m wasting time.
“Take me to Nick,” I demand in a not-too-friendly tone. If I didn’t need her right now, I’d ditch her after her stunt with the portal.
“Geez, you’re a bossy one. I’m Candy, by the way. It’s nice to meet you.”
I glance over at Candy and she’s posed on the air cushion like she’s a model at a photoshoot who was told to look alluring.
That woman oozes sensuality. A warm breeze washes over me and a familiar sexual tension makes my nipples harden and my pussy get wetter while I contemplate rolling on top of her and seeing how well she can use her mouth.
Shit. I shake my head to clear the lust. This is bad, and I need to get away from her. The air, along with being this close to her, is frying my brain, and it’s distracting me from my purpose.
Hopefully, sex with Nick in the real world will be just as fabulous without air that makes us horny. I WILL get Nick’s info today. This can’t go on because the next holiday isn’t for months.
Knowing I need Candy’s help, I purposely modulate my tone to sound friendly. “Candy, it’s nice to meet you too. Will you please show me the way to Nick?”
“Oh, sure!” With a cheery smile she crawls off the cushion, and I follow her tight, firm ass and try not to stare at it.
Other than the dark sky, the land looks relatively normal.
We’re in a huge grassy field, and my heels sink into the dirt.
I take an experimental step and I can tell it’s not going to work.
Well, fuck, the shoes will need to come off.
I take a moment to remove them and dangle them in one hand, ready to go.
Candy pulls two unwrapped lollipops out of the pocket of her Daisy Dukes and offers one to me. “Want a sucker?”
“Um, no thanks. I’d just like to see Nick.”
I eye the lollipops suspiciously as she shoves one back into her pocket and pops the other into her mouth.
Her pockets in those shorts are almost nonexistent.
How is she keeping suckers in there? I probably shouldn’t question things in a dream world since I just fell from a portal in the sky.
Pockets of endless treasure aren’t that farfetched in this scenario.
Candy snaps her fingers like she’s calling a dog. “Come, follow me.”
We walk over a small hill and Candy points off into the distance. “He’ll meet you in that house.”
Squinting where she’s pointing, I don’t see anything. “Hey—” I turn to her to complain, but she’s vanished.
Grumbling, I set off in that direction. There better be a damn house down there. As if in response, a flash of exploding color in the sky turns into the word “HERE” with an arrow pointing down towards the ground. Oh well, fuck, maybe there is.
“Thank you!” I yell, knowing that it doesn’t matter, but if some supreme being is doing all of this, I want it to know I’m grateful.
“YOU’RE WELCOME, NOELLE,” splashes across the sky, and I laugh.
Excitement rushes through my body as I speed walk and a modern white American colonial-style house appears.
Thinking Nickis in there waiting for me, I dash towards it, barely admiring the white picket fence and wrap-around porch.
The only thing that matters is Nick and how wonderful it’s going to feel to be in his arms again.
Rushing up the porch, I swing the door open and let it bounce against the doorstop. I’m flushed and tingling, and I want to throw myself at him and kiss him until we’re both breathless.
Hollering, “Nick?” I step inside.
The ground floor is spacious and decorated with contemporary furnishings. I hunt every room, calling out for him. He’s obviously not here.
I flop down on a couch in the living room, dejected, and drop my shoes to the floor.
Shit, he better not take long to get here.
We never have enough time. This land is a cruel joke with the two-hour limit they give us.
It’s like, “Here, have what your heart most desires, but we’re going to take it all away soon, so you better enjoy it! ”
A tall grandfather clock against the wall emphasizes the wasted moments…
tick tock… tick tock… and the rest of the house is quiet and still.
Trying to relax, I inhale deeply a couple of times.
Whoever decorated the house did it in tasteful, soft blues.
This is the type of house I fantasized about living in as a kid.
My version of the American dream that I’ll probably never have, but I can easily imagine living here with Nick—maybe a couple of kids playing in the yard, the house smelling delicious from cookies in the oven.
I giggle at myself. We haven’t even met in real life and I’m thinking about living with him.
The front door opens with a bang, and I jump up. “Nick!”
He turns towards my voice, and we’re a blur of movement as we crash together.
My heart wants to burst out of my chest, and I slide my arms around his neck and mold myself to his body while I devour him with my mouth.
My pussy zings with pleasure and my heart warms. I’m not even frightened by my intense feelings this time. He’s the one for me.