*Marissa plays farting games & player number 3 wins big* Marissa was headed up to her office in the elevator, meaning it was time for one of her favorite games: He Who Smelt it Dealt it. She waited for the elevator to get crowded then chose her target. He was an intern. Tall and lanky, sort of nerdy looking. Discretely she shuffled over to him then standing...
Elevators... confining, nauseating, crowded, with annoying music. I hate them. I use the stairs whenever I can. The conference is not exactly exciting but it gets me away from the office for a few days. And I love to visit new places, alone is not the most fun, but I am away. Most professionals in my field are boring; type A personalities, that think advent...
They had been staring at each other for some 20 minutes or so from across the crowded hotel bar. Each knew there was an attraction brewing but was waiting for the other to make the first move. Finally, when she could stand it no more, she got up and glided over to his table. "Hi," she said. "My name is Sue," and she extended her carefully manicured hand to h...
James and Emma were a new couple, and they were in the phase of their relationship where they couldn't keep their hands off each other. Anytime they were together they would be all over each other, holding hands, hugging or even making out, often to the disgust of those around to witness it. James and Emma also liked to play a game. What had started out as...
I feel your hand suggestively brush the top of my ass as we board the elevator. Normally crowded, it's fairly late at night, and by chance, it's empty except for us. I shiver slightly in anticipation thinking of what to do when we finally get to our hotel room. Inwardly grinning, knowing you want the elevator's ascension as much as I do, I lean back, grindin...
Sara lifted her leg and stepped across into the open doors of the elevator. It felt good to stand still a moment, after a very long morning of walking. Her morning fresh look had given way to a more frayed look now, and she was greeting the world more with a “You almost have me beat look”, instead of the “I am ready for you look”, she started out this day wi...
On January 2nd, Alex stepped into the crowded lift that took him to his compact office on the 44th floor. The other passengers were dressed snugly protecting themselves against the bitter Lancashire winter. Some looked amusingly tanned from recent winter holidays in warmer climes, but all exuded that air of exhausted temper that inevitably haunts everyone wh...
I got off the elevator in the hotel lobby and got swept up in the bustle of the crowd as I headed toward the hall where the NAAFA convention was being held. I was coming up on one of the sets of double doors when I saw her leaning against one of the posts in the lobby. I'm not sure what caught my eye first...her cute, pink sandals and painted toes, her curv...
"You know I don't do mornings," She said, looking across the table in the hotel lobby at Ren. "Hey, don't blame me! It's your friend from out-of-town that is the reason we are down here. I'd have soon stayed in bed a little longer," he said, sticking out his tongue at her. She brushed her hair gently with one hand, flipping him the finger as she did so. "O...
The down elevator door opened and Karen stepped in. The lunch hour crowd surged in behind her, pressing her into the man at the back of the elevator. After a couple of more stops, the elevator was crammed full, but continued to stop at every floor. The jostling of the crowd and the swaying of the elevator moved her side to side. Imperceptible at first, but t...