THE ELEVATOR_(0) |
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It was a humid summer evening and I had just gotten off work and was heading home. I work in a high rise downtown in a midwestern metropolis and seldom find time to go out of the building because it takes so long to get an elevator to the street level and then to find another one back up to the 23rd floor which houses my office. I don't usually find myself attracted to co-workers. To me they are just part of the furnishings. As I shut and locked my door, I noticed the new computer programmer, Steve, staring at me. I caught him in the reflection of the glass of my office door. Realizing he was caught, he grinned and started walking down the hallway rapidly. I watched as he walked away, head erect, looking very casual in his Gap shirt and black jeans. (Friday was "Jeans day" at work - morale thing, you know). He was about 5'8" tal l, with dark brown hair that hung just a little too low over his ears in little ringlets. I figured him to be about 28 years old. I walked slowly behind and occasionally he would look back and see me following and flash a smile with his beautiful pearly white teeth. He seemed to be stalling while everyone else got onto the elevator and was still standing in the hallway as I approached. I don't claim to be Miss America and I seldom flirt with "younger" men because my children are all grown and it would almost be like going to bed with my sons. However, I couldn't avoid the magnetic attraction that I felt building between this handsome young man and myself. I'm nearing 50 years old, short, a little too heavy, but I've been told I'm attractive. I have shoulder length blonde hair, green eyes, and what one might call a "Rubenesque" body. It used to really concern me that I was a little over weight, but I've seen women much heavier than me and I figure as long as I feel good and can still dance and screw like a 28 year old, why worry about it? This might turn out to be interesting. As I stepped up to the elevator, Steve turned toward me and smiled. "Hi, Dee," he said. "Hi Steve, how do you like your job here so far?" I inquired. "Oh, it's okay. I'm still learning the ropes, so to speak. Are you heading home?" he asked. "Yep. I'm so glad it's Friday. I'm ready for the weekend. How about you, any exciting plans?" I sneakily asked. "Not yet, I'll see what develops......oh...here's the elevator.....Going down, I assume?" He asked. "Why, yes.....if I'm lucky." I responded, "You?" "Perhaps I'll go down too, who knows?" He answered. We stepped on the elevator, alone together, the last persons to leave the office. He stood next to the control buttons and pushed the lobby button and we began to descend. The elevator jerked a little and I fell against him. His arms wrapped around me and grasped my large breasts as my body leaned against him. I had reached back to grab the railing in the elevator and was met with a hand full of hard cock. "I'm sorry!" I exclaimed, embarrassed. "Don't be....it felt pretty good." He responded, grinning widely. "I don't usually grab guys' crotches, you know." I stated slyly. "Oh really? Well, tell you what...you can grab mine any time." He answered. Just then the elevator stopped cold and the lights flickered. In a few seconds the lights came back on but the elevator didn't move up or down. Worried, I looked at Steve and noticed he didn't look too concerned. "Looks like we might be stuck here a while. Power outage I would guess." he said. "Really? I wonder how long it will be out." I commented, looking much more concerned than Steve. "Who cares. Say, why don't we make the most of it. Have you ever made love in an elevator?" He asked. "Nope, can't say I have....but I'm always willing to try new experiences." I responded. He turned me toward him and pulled me against him as he kissed me lightly at first, then as I wrapped my arms around his neck, his tongue probed my mouth, flicking and sucking my tongue into his mouth. His mouth was so sweet, so hot. His tongue was about 6 inches long and I thought he would choke me if he plunged it any deeper into my mouth. "That tongue is unreal!" I squealed. "I have just the place for it." He answered, sliding downward and pulling my skirt up over his head. I was wearing my black lace garter and thigh high hose with my black hip hugger panties. He deftly slipped the panties over my hose until I stood there with garter and hose and his face between my thighs. He reached around behind and pulled me against his face hard, flicking and sucking my pussy lips, one at a time at first. Next, he spread the lips with his fingers and licked my clit rapidly, triple tong uing, then sucking lightly and biting just a little to make me jump in ecstasy. I could hardly stand, so leaned against the railing in the elevator, oblivious to my surroundings as he licked, sucked and slid his tongue into my pussy an inch at a time. It felt like a cock that could wiggle and lick was between my legs. My juices began to flow, dripping into his mouth as he sucked hungrily and fucked me with his tongue. "Ohgodohgodohgodohgod.........I can't stand it! You're driving me crazy!" I screamed, trying to pull away from his mouth because I thought I would faint from cumming so hard and fast. He stood up quickly and unzipped his jeans to reveal his fat hard cock as he reached around and grabbed my ass underneath my skirt. I tried to hold the skirt up so it was out of his way as he slid his cock up and down my pussy lips lubricating it even more. Before I knew it his arrow was into my sheath up to the hilt and he was pumping deep fast and hard deep fast and hard. This was what I needed at the end of a stressful week. "Oh yes...fuck me baby...that's it. ram that big cock into me harder....harder.... don't stop! Please! I'm cumming......oh god.......I'm cumming!! I screamed, "mmph.....mmmpp......mmmmph... oh..oh..oh..oh." he moaned. "I'm gonna cum in you!" "OH GOD!" I screamed, feeling his seed shoot inside me, hot and sticky. He leaned against me as his cock shrunk from inside me, oozing his cum from my pussy, releasing that beautiful salty smell of sex. We pulled ourselves together just as the elevator began to descend again and by the time we reached the lobby, we were dressed and prim and proper again. The smell of sex lingered in the elevator and my skirt was stuck in my panties after I had pulled them up in the elevator. I'm sure we caused a stir as we walked through the lobby to the street. Read 18464 times | Rated 65.4 % | (37 votes) Vote list (Close) : Please rate this text: |