"Thirty seconds." Trevor pushed the elevator button. "Less if I'm not doing myself." Kelly snorted. "I don't know if you should be bragging about this, Trev..." "Why not?" "I'm just sayin'..." She shrugged, checking her purse for their press passes. She wasn't surprised by the turn in conversation. The sexual tension had stretched taut all night between...
When my husband and I travel, we like to play games. Two weeks ago when we went to Atlanta, we had lots of fun in our hotel. On the third night of our stay, my husband decided I would enjoy the glass elevator of our hotel (we stayed in the Marriot). At about 11 in the evening, he placed a blindfold on me and walked me out of our room (thankfully I was wearin...
"God! What a dream!" Michelle exclaimed. Her nipples stood at attention underneath her oversized t-shirt. She absentmindedly cupped her full breast, pinching her left nipple gently. The heat from between her legs was undeniable. She needed to get laid -- and soon! It had been too long since she last felt the touch of a man, let alone the feel of a cock deep...
Chapter 1 - Kimpton Hotel, King St, Alexandria VA He could feel the dampness in his palms. The back of his throat was dry and he could swear that he could hear his heart beating. *Ding* 6th Floor the elevator chimed. The old doors seemed to scrape the entire way opening. He took a deep breath and stepped off the elevator. 6th floor. He took 2 steps off th...
// This story is inspired by that short video of a woman flashing her ass in an elevator mirror for her camera and then having a dude walk in on her. Her ass was phenomenal, which I'm hoping this story will be for you too. This is a work of fiction. // I looked up at the clock: oh god it was almost 11pm. Leaning back into my chair, I raised my arms in a...
This work is not intended to offend anyone. The author (me) holds nothing but the highest regard for all parties mentioned in the story/stories. It is a work of fiction, and should be treated as such. This work should not be viewed by anyone under the age of 18 (or older, depending on the legal age of the location in which this story is read.) I hold no lega...
We're in the lobby of the hotel, waiting quietly with others for the elevator. The speed of the lift seems to be in direct opposition to how badly I want to get back upstairs to our room. You had just spent the entire taxi ride from the restaurant teasing me mercilessly, and in the process leaving me braless, pantyless, and horny as hell. Once we got out of...
Two people in a relationship, each one is an autonomous, complete person. Each offers something to the other and holds something back. Trust emerges to some degree from the negotiation of that boundary. Marc and Chelli might be any kind of couple, and might make any kind of decision about what to do independently and how to communicate the facts to the other...
The employees who worked in the International Bank Tower were familiar with elevator number three. It wasn't something that happened often, but it did happen, over the course of a year, perhaps two, or maybe three times. The computer, which controlled the elevators, hiccupped. There was no other word for it that they could think of. Hiccup seemed to work....
We don't fight very often but when we do it often gets heated. We are both stubborn but sometimes Brad could be unreasonably stubborn or at least that was MY opinion. "I guess we will have to agree to disagree then" I said standing in my office. "Sounds good" Brad murmured walking towards the door as we were ready to leave. "But I am still right" he said...