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The Elevator

This short story is NSFW and intended for readers over 17. I was asked to put this back up on my site, so here it is.

 

Her:

First day on the job and she had to rush to make the elevator. Lost an earring, traffic; the universe was conspiring to make her late. She got a quick look at him before she squeezed herself into the crowd. Green eyes; that was the one feature that stood out. He looked like he laughed a lot. Since she was at the front of the elevator, she was the first one off and she didn’t see him again until the next morning.

She was early and waiting for the elevator and ended up at the back this time. Standing beside her was the same guy she had seen yesterday. He looked at her and smiled. It was a ‘have a nice day’ kind of smile, not the ‘I’m imagining you naked’ type. She smiled and back and it brightened up her whole morning.

 

Him:

She was new in the building, he was sure of that much. He knew all of the pretty women at least by sight and he had not seen her before. Killer blue eyes and such a cute haircut. He guessed she was in her early thirties with a body that was still in her twenties. She stood right in front of him giving him an uninterrupted view of her very shapely derriere. Fashionable skirt and blouse with buttons that teased him. He hoped she was working and not just visiting so he could see her again.

The next day she stood next to him in the back of the elevator. Her scent was making him light headed. When she turned to look at him, he gave her his best ‘I’m a nice guy but your perfume is driving me crazy’ smile. She smiled back and stayed on his mind for the rest of the day

 

Her:

Day three; her new job was working out well and Mr. Green Eyes was once again in the elevator. Standing close to him was starting to make her tingle in some places that had not done so in quite a while. He didn’t wear a ring but she had always subscribed to the notion that “you don’t get your meat where you get your bread.” Of course, he didn’t work in her office, just in the same building. The rule, she decided, did not apply. A heavy set lady had taken the place next to him, so she had to be content with slightly in front of him. A man with a large briefcase squeezed himself into the crowded car and she ended up pushed backwards. He had been holding his hands in front of him and her ass connected with them. She felt her face go flush and hoped he hadn’t noticed. It was only the back of his hand, but her mind had started to imagine what his fingers would feel like on her skin. What the hell was wrong with her? Well, she hadn’t gotten laid in quite a while, maybe that was the problem.

 

Him:

The cute brunette showed up every day. She always seemed to end up standing close to him which suited his tastes just fine. This morning, Lillian Burwalter from his office had squeezed her sizable bulk into the corner next to him, blocking the brunette’s way. Karma had been kind, however, when some oaf had tried to push his way in and her extraordinary ass had been pressed against his hands. The contact only lasted a moment, but it had been a hot moment. He knew she had felt it, he could see the flush on the back of her neck.

 

Her:

She thought she would be too embarrassed to ride up with him again, but she wasn’t. As a matter of fact, she picked the spot right in front of him again. When the crowd filled the elevator, she moved back against him intentionally. This time it wasn’t his hand she rubbed against but a solid bulge in his trousers. Trying not to be too obvious, she moved her ass back and forth slowly, rubbing him. He pushed back, adding his pressure to hers. By the time they reached her floor, her panties were damp and her nipples were popping through the thin top she had worn. She didn’t care.

 

Him:

He was very thankful he had worn his suit jacket. She had stood in front of him again and the contact was no accident. She rubbed her delicious ass back and forth across his cock until he was rock hard. He pushed back slightly and she definitely responded. When she got off the elevator, she had turned as if looking for someone and smiled at him. Her nipples were at full mast, creating little bulges in her satin top. He was forced to button his jacket and visit the men’s room before his morning meeting. What he really needed was a cold shower.

 

Her:

As she entered the building, she wondered where things were going to go with Mr. Green Eyes this morning. He had definitely responded to her, but there wasn’t much they could do in an elevator full of people. When he walked through the front door, she smiled and felt her nipples go hard. She had worn a sweater and a padded bra to help camouflage them a little. He got on first and she took her place in front of him. This time, she slid on of her hands behind her back and grabbed his bulge, squeezing it and running her hand up and down his shaft. It filled her hand and she was dying to have it fill a few other places in her body. With him in mind, she had worn the shortest professional skirt she owned and almost jumped through the ceiling when she felt his hand slide up under it and fondle her ass. The thong she had worn provided no barrier at all and his hands felt hot on her skin. Her heels put her up a bit higher and his finger slid down her crack and found her wet. The doors opened just in time, another ten seconds and she would have cum in front of the entire crowd.

 

Him:

He was hard before he even got on the elevator. Knowing she would be there, he kept his coat buttoned until the crowd filled the car. Her skirt was scandalously short and her heels quite high, a combination that could prove very interesting. This time, instead of just her ass, she grabbed him with her hand and began stroking him through his pants. It was seconds before he slid his hand under her skirt. The smooth curve of her butt was intoxicating, as was the motion of her hand. He slid his hand down and felt how wet she was. If he could just get her alone… his cock ached to slide into her wetness.

 

 

Lunchtime:

She never got to see him after work. He must have had a different schedule than she did. It didn’t matter; she had to leave early today any way. The elevator was empty when she walked in. The doors were just about to close when a hand slid in between and stopped them. Her heart nearly leaped into her throat when they opened and Mr. Green Eyes was standing there. He smiled and walked into the car with her. She was at a loss. What now? This was new territory for her. She reached out and slipped her fingers around the bulge that was growing in his slacks as he slipped his under her skirt. She moved toward him, his mouth met hers and their tongues slid wildly over each other.

She wanted him to take her, but the doors could open at any moment. As the thought crossed her mind, the elevator jerked to a sudden stop. The doors remained closed and regardless of the buttons they pressed, it would not move. A voice came over the speaker:

“Don’t worry, just a minor power failure. You folks are fine, but it will probably be a good thirty minutes before we can get it going again. Don’t panic, everything is ok.”

Before the words had finished, she had dropped to her knees and unzipped his pants. He was hard and she could feel his pulse throbbing against her tongue as she slid her mouth over him. Her fingers grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper into her throat.

He groaned. She had the most amazing mouth he had ever felt. His heart was racing and he didn’t want this to end too soon, so he grabbed her arms and forced her up. Her sweater and bra were on the floor in moments and his tongue lapped at her nipples. She arched her back and groaned, his fingers sliding inside her panties and finding her wet.

She turned her back to him, grabbed the handrail on the wall and bent over. He dropped to his knees and she felt his tongue slip into her, then over her lips and softly against her aching nub. Her first climax rolled through her and her legs nearly buckled. He stood and grabbed her hips to steady her, the he pushed his shaft into her waiting pussy.

She matched his thrusts, pushing back against the bar and forcing him deep into her. He reached down and clasped his hand around her breast, his finger sliding back and forth over her nipple. She climaxed again and her legs would have failed if he had not been holding on to her.

His rhythm intensified and she knew he was close. She pulled away and turned to face him, then slid down the wall to her knees. His shaft felt harder in her mouth this time than it had before. She forced her mouth all the way down, taking him into the back of her throat. As she pulled back, she rubbed her tongue back and forth, elevating his stimulation. With her hand sliding back and forth, she flicked his sack with the tip of her tongue, then licked him all the way up behind it. He was almost there; she took the tip of his cock in her mouth and rubbed it gently with her tongue as her hand stroked back and forth. He let out a barely controlled yell as he came, filling her mouth. It flowed over her tongue and down her throat. She sucked and licked until the last drop was gone.

He leaned against the wall, spent. She leaned against his legs and kissed his manhood, then worked her way to his thighs. After her legs stopped shaking, she stood and kissed him softly on the mouth. He picked up her clothes and handed them to her, then zipped up his pants and adjusted his shirt and tie. No sooner had they finished that the elevator moved and the doors opened.  Fishing a card out of her purse, she scribbled her name and number on the back.

“Call me. I’d like to get to know you better. Starting with your name.”