SIZE 3WEIGHTLESS Play Me!!! Frank screamed. They could continue running the Emergency Locator Beacons and die in thirty minutes, or shut them down and have perhaps an hour.

It didnt matter. He pressed the off button. Cheryl turned her head to look over her shoulder at him. Her ice-blue eyes reflected a grave intensity, and she nodded knowingly at him. Its ok, she said, then turned back to the rectangular window to watch Earth shrink slowly away in the distance. She fought back tears, but as the commanding officer, she couldnt let it show. Frank hated himself for doing it.

He felt overwhelming guilt for causing this catastrophe and, on top of that, he felt that he had just cut the lifeline. His finger edged toward the on button. Still staring out the window, Cheryl said, Dont bother, Frank. Nobody will hear em anyway. Better to conserve life support. A long dead, silence fell between them. American Space Labs had soft placeigned them to this botanical pod attached to the space station.

They were supposed to study the growth of various plants in space and to see what affect certain changes in atmosphere would have on that growth.

While lowering the oxygen levels there had been an explosion that disintegrated the shaft-arm that held the pod. The blast also sent them tumbling into the darkness of space, away from the station. Turn off the gravity core, too, Cheryl said flatly. Anything using power. Route everything toward life-support.

If anyone heard those first few beacon pulses, theyre gonna need time to get to us. Lights too? Frank asked. Leave the emergency lamps burning by the hatch.

As Frank clicked switches, generators and relays whined. He felt his feet lift from the steel-mesh floor, but continued his task unaffected. Plants began uprooting within their Plexiglas cases. Give me a readout, Cheryl said. One hour, thirty-four minutes, Frank replied with all the official tone he could muster. Think thats enough, maam? Cheryl was still staring out at the little, blue orb, but now faced Frank at the control panel. He wasnt looking at her it was his turn to pretend to be a space agency robot. Do you really wanna know? asked sounding more like a close friend than an officer. She pushed off the window toward him through some debris floating in the air. I wish I wouldve checked those playing O2 levels. Frank slammed a fist into the panels. The pod commander grabbed his shirt and pulled her way down to the handle he was holding onto, close to him, forcing him to look at her. Theres nothing you couldve done, Frank.

It was an accident. She was in charge of this mission she had accepted this tragedy for what it was. There was nothing left to do now but wait for death or rescue, though the latter was highly unlikely. The pod was a sphere with no propulsion systems. Essentially, it was a micro-mini greenhouse with atmospheric controls. A ball floating in space. Bullshit!!! Frank barked staring her in the eye. I could have.I What, Frank? The damn oxy system blew. It couldve been something we did, sure, but it couldve been a weak seal, too. Either way, were here now and were not going to survive if you burn up our own oxygen with all this anger.

Frank knew she was right. He turned his head toward the controls, closed his eyes, and slowed his breathing. What made him so angry was not the accident really it was the fact that he looked like such a fool to her for causing it. At least thats the way he felt. From the first time he had seen her training in the simulators on Earth, his heart had been mush. He had often dreamed about being with her, loving her, building a life with her somehow.

At present, that life was the mission with her as the commanding officer, but her wanted to make things more personal when it was over. Now, they were going to die without her knowing his secret feelings for her.

Were not going to survive anyway, he said looking at her with hopelessness in his eyes. Maybe if we fire up the ELBs, just for a few more minutes. They wont see them, Cheryl said seeing the pain within him.

They were all asleep when we came out to work. Even if they were wide-awake, a shuttle launch will take at least two hours prep time. Were talking three maybe four hours for them to reach us. Frank looked at the life support readout.

1:29:08.

It usually read UNLIMITED and was hardly ever looked at, but now it ticked away the seconds of life. He slammed his fist into the panel again.

Damn it!!! Its ok, Cheryl said rubbing the back of his head. We both knew the risks before we came up here. So we just wait an hour and a half to choke on our own breath, is that it? Frank was a weird combination of sad-angry that made him sick. The O2 could have blown us up back there. The way I see it, we dont have an hour and a half to die, weve got an hour and a half to live. There was a long pause before Franks mind reached a verdict on her statement. What do you suggest? Cheryls blue eyes flashed with mischief as she began slowly unzipping the body-length zipper of her flight suit. Commander! What are you. We lost our rank when that oxy pump blew, Frank. Its Cheryl. Her zipper continued downward ever so slowly as she watched him fight with his emotions. Have you ever played in zero gravity, Frank? Uhno. Neither have I. Always wanted to try it though.

CommandI mean Cheryl, Ive got to tell you something first. I think Im in lov. Shshsh She cut him off with a forefinger to his lips. No time to say what I already know. Just do what youve always wanted to.

Frank took her finger into his mouth and sucked on it. Their eyes were locked with a sudden mutual passion burning between them. Cheryl pulled her finger free and finished pulling her zipper down until it stopped giving her lover a delicious view of her body within the shadows of her suit.

Frank snatched her into a feverish kiss.

She returned it with just as much intensity as they lifted off the floor entwined as one. Gravity had no affect on smell. The sweetness of Cheryls skin wafted into Franks flaring nostrils. Even the standard issue shampoo smelled good in her weightless hair and there was a hint of wet love mixed in as well.

Frank took in this essence as if tasting a glass of fine wine.

His hardening manhood began making his own suit uncomfortable, but Cheryl was already unzipping it for him in a frenzy of sexual excitement. They were both reacting automatically now.

Some other force that was far more primitive and infinitely more powerful than any space-age technology had them in its grasp as they undressed each other.

They groped and kissed, Cheryl in her gray-blue panties and bra, Frank completely naked with a stiff, throbbing rod of meat pressing against her belly.

She suddenly pushed his chest backwards. Franks legs came up spread around her body. She smiled that naughty smile just before sinking the entire length of his 9shaft into her velvety mouth. Frank moaned out uncontrollably when he felt her tongue lapping at the base as if she were going to swallow him thingy first. It pulsed in her throat. Cheryl hung suspended between his thighs spiraling her tongue around and around his length.

Two inches off, then back to the base her head began to bob adding to the corkscrew sensation and driving Frank mad with an instant desire to fill her skull with cum. Her hands began rubbing all around his inner legs and buttocks making him moan like a giant, purring beast.

Never in his life did he imagine a sensation this exquisite. His length spasmed twice making Cheryl gag. She slid completely off, letting it pop away from her wet lips flicking precum out into the cooling air around them. The goo formed into little pearls and circled with the diamonds of saliva around her beautiful face. Cheryl smiled that naughty smile and winked this time, then dove back in pulling his crotch into her face with his legs.

She toyed quickly down the underside of his shaft into his hairy balls sucking gently on each one then setting it free. Back up the shaft she went only to sink its entire length into her throat again for a few more bobs. Her moans sent vibrations of ecstasy throughout Franks core. When she pulled away the second time, Frank rolled forward in an attempt to catch her, but Cheryl ducked and he grabbed a nest of Plexiglas containers instead. She giggled, bounced off a wall, and flipped through the air to the other side of the agrisphere. Frank chased after her straight across the center of the pod. Cheryl sprung up to the corner causing him to almost crash into the exit door before catching himself. He looked up at her shaking his head and smiling. OOOooh, youve had it now, he threatened. Well bring it on, Cheryl teased. He snatched at her bare foot, but she moved it to the other wall. Her silky legs were now splayed like a human spider between each of the joining walls giving Frank a clear view into her cotton-covered crotch. A thin line of wetness seeped through right in the middle. The vision was gone. Using her arms to pull herself along the ceiling, Cheryl made her escape. Frank pushed off the exit door to the floor, then quickly sprang straight up to pin her against the ceiling.

Gotcha, he said, their faces just inches apart. Good, Cheryl replied locking eyes with him, now dont ever let me go. He engulfed her lips in a smothering kiss while his strong hand found the delicate center of her bra in between the cups. He ripped it away freeing two small, creamy orbs to the weightlessness of space. Squeezing them firmly with his hands he worked his kisses down her neck until her left nipple slipped into his mouth. It was hard and he sucked at it like a hungry infant.

Cheryl pushed them away from the ceiling before wrapping her limbs around him. A warm wave of pleasure washed over her and it was her turn to moan out loud. One of Franks massaging hands found its way down over her belly to continue its squeezing rhythm between Cheryls thighs. He could feel the folds of her moist softness through the thin cotton panties and it drove him crazy with passion. He flicked at the nipple frantically with his tongue while holding it with his teeth. Cheryl felt him jerk the fabric aside and insert a finger into her wet warmth.

She shivered with sensation.

Awww, yes, finger play me, Frank, she hissed into his ear.

Make me cum with your finger, baby.

Her nasty words turned frank into a sexual animal.

He didn't do as she asked but instead jerked and pulled at her panties.

Although they didnt tear, he did manage to stretch them terribly out of shape until they were little more than stringy rags wrapped loosely around her legs. His hard length was already there at the entrance of her sopping, wet snatch where his fingers spread it open for entry. Oh my god, yes, Cheryl gasped as his thingy slipped inside her. Within a few thrusts he had filled her up. Frank stopped. Coupled together, floating in the silence of space, they were both afraid to move. Their pulsing sex organs threatened an orgasmic explosion before they had a chance to fully enjoy this impossible experience. Finally, Cheryl broke the silence with a jittery whisper.

Its ok, Im gonna cum, too, Frank. It feeeels tooooo gooooood!! With that, her private part muscles clenched with a gushy sound. She mashed her hips up until the base of him buried into her hungry cunt. Frank lost his mind to desire. He had waited so long for this moment, wherever, whenever, however it presented itself. He wished he could make it last forever, but this feeling was overwhelming. Besides, they were knocking on the door of death, this was forever.

One hand held her tightly to his chest, the other dug at the slickness that escaped down the crack of her soft soft place. His hips rammed the length of his lengthmeat into her belly. Cheryl screamed. Her body succumbed to an exploding epicenter of pleasure that radiated tremors throughout her soul.

Frank was thrusting so hard that they were now tumbling over and over in mid-air.

He screamed too as a tickling sensation signaled the rush of hot jism up through his shaft.

Barely coherent from her own orgasm, Cheryl felt the final swell of his manhood and pulled away. She positioned herself to attempt catching his sperm blast in her mouth.

Frank threw back his head and growled as his hand stroked out the first cum shot, then the second.

Ropey streams of jism swirled with them in the circle of their momentum.

The first splattered up Cheryls cheek and into her hair. She turned her head slightly just in time to catch the next one right in her tonsils. The main bulk-shot landed across her upper lip and nose.

Another finished filling her mouth. The rest of his dwindling launches hit her in various places on her faces. She rolled her tongue with a moan and swallowed, then wrapped Frank in a lovers embrace. Their spinning slowed until they were suspended motionless in the center of the pod with little droplets of wetness floating all around them. I love you, Frank said. I love you, too, Cheryl replied almost automatically, till death do us part. They both laughed with trembling lips, knowing the end was near. They now faced what lay in the realm of eternity, but they laughed anyway not about to let the grim reaper take away what they had just discovered.

Im cooooold. Cheryl shivered against him.

Shshsh Frank commanded, Just hold me. They drifted off to sleep as the last few moments of emergency power slipped through the data clock. Then everything went pitch black. If Cheryl had kept looking out the pod window for another few moments she would have seen the shuttle launch from the space station. The pod explosion had awakened an astronaut friend named Pete, considered a rebel by most. He ignored all the prelaunch protocol and went after them.

What he found upon docking with the pod eventually embarrassed the bioteam once they had recovered. However, that soon passed, and a few years later, Cheryl and Frank would reminisce about a marriage that began not under the stars, but among them. THE END