“Hold the door! Please, hold the door!” Miles called out to whoever was in the elevator before him.
He’d just gotten canned from his office job, a job he hadn’t liked or held long, but it didn’t mean it didn’t sting, and he just wanted to get the hell out the there and get a drink.
He saw the door start to close and ran faster for it — “Hold the door!” he shouted again, and he was just able to slip his hand between the closing doors before the hope of that elevator was lost to him.
He waited as the doors opened slowly and he saw there was one occupant of the elevator, a woman he had seen around the office but had never spoken to.
He thought she was some kind of executive, and she was way out of his league.
Such as it was, she was leaning back against the elevator wall, peering at him over the rims of her dark sunglasses, looking pissed off.
“Didn’t you hear me?” Miles asked her.
“Oh, I heard you,” she said.
“What floor?” Miles asked.
“Lobby. I’m guessing that’s where you’re headed, too,” she said, nodding to the box in his arms that contained all the things he’d collected at his desk in the last six months.
“Yeah,” he said quietly, pushing the button and waiting for the door to close them in.
They were on the sixtieth floor, and around the fortieth, the elevator began to shake and jerk.
“What the fuck,” the woman said — Miles didn’t know her name.
“It’s probably okay, it’s just — “ Miles’ words were cut off as the elevator dropped out from the bottom of them, making them hit the floor violently.
He realized they were both screaming when the elevator jerked to a halt and seemed to sway a bit on its cables.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” the woman was chanting over and over, curled up in a ball in the corner of the elevator, breathing hard.
Miles caught his breath and stood up, immediately reaching for the emergency call box but finding the phone dead. He pressed the red emergency button but no alarm sounded.
“We’re okay,” Miles said. “Help will come.”
“Come sit with me,” the woman whimpered.
He had gotten the first impression that she was cold, tough, strong, aloof — but now she was curled in the corner holding back tears, and Miles went and sat by her, gently putting his arm around her shoulders and she leaned into his chest and cried.
“I thought I was going to die,” she said.
“Yeah, I sort of did, too,” he admitted, and sighed heavily, hoping the elevator wouldn’t drop again.
Although, cuddled up with this amazingly sexy woman, he wasn’t sure he necessarily wanted help to come soon.
“I’ve seen you around the office,” he said eventually.
“I’m the VP of Marketing,” she said.
“Oh, he said. I was just a temp tech support guy.”
She didn’t say anything to that, there was nothing impressive about his work, especially compared to hers.
“I mean, I really thought I was going to die,” she said again after a few minutes of silence.
She turned to look at him, her beautiful face inches away from his.
“You know how I feel, after an adrenaline rush like that?” she asked, and he could feel her breath on his lips, and his cock stirring in his pants.
“I feel really, really horny,” she said.
Miles chuckled. He couldn’t help himself. He just wasn’t the type to get into this kind of situation, he wasn’t the type for a hot, successful woman to come on to him, but it was happening.
She leaned closer and brought her lips to his, wasting no time parting his lips with her tongue and sliding it into his mouth, and before he could even think, she was straddling his hips and pulling up her skirt.
Miles kissed her back, his passion building as much as his confusion — was this some sort of dream — had he fallen and hurt his head and slipped into a fugue state?
It wasn’t.
Because as she kissed him, he felt her hands working at his belt buckle and pants button, getting him undone expertly within moments, and Miles sighed when he felt her hand cupping the bulge in his boxers.
“Why are you doing this?” he asked, against his better judgement.
“I’ve seen you around the office. You’re really hot, you know. I can tell that you don’t think you are, and that makes you even hotter to me.”
He kissed her harder, her words turning him on even more.
“I’ve seen you, too,” he breathed into her mouth as they kissed and their hands roamed each others bodies. “I’ve wanted you,” he sighed.
She grabbed one of his hands and led it down between her legs.
Miles reached for her, feeling the thin fabric of her slick, lacy thong in her wet slit, and she groaned as he began to rub her gently, parting the fabric of her thong from her skin and dipping a finger into her wetness only to take it out and rub her clit in slow circles while she hummed into his mouth as they kept kissing.
He rubbed her clit and slowly pumped his fingers inside of her, but he was surprised when she pulled away from him and sat up.
She reached for his boxers, his cock straining against the fabric, and she pulled them down and giggled with delight as his cock sprung out before her.
“I’ve always wanted to see what you have in here, too,” she said.
Miles gasped when she leaned down and took the tip of his cock into her mouth, slowly swirling her tongue around it before opening her mouth and plunging down onto him, taking nearly all of him into her throat in one smooth go, and he leaned back against the wall of the elevator and let her suck him off.
She was a blowjob pro. She alternated from deep throating him to licking him from shaft to tip and back again, swirling the soft underside of her tongue along his sensitive tip every time she came back up, and he felt closer and closer to cumming, but didn’t want to, yet.
“Someone could come at any time,” he said.
“Mmm…” she hummed around his cock.
“Will you let me be inside of you?” he asked, as bold as he’d ever felt.
“Only if I can be on top,” she said,
Miles didn’t argue. He shimmied down the side of the elevator so he was laying on his back and pulled her on top of his stiff cock.
She slid down onto him perfectly, taking all of him into her, and they both moaned together as she started to move her hips in circles around him and then began bouncing up and down on his cock.
He had no idea what kind of woman she was, but he could have guessed that she was quite experienced, and this probably wasn’t her first casual hookup, but he didn’t care.
All he cared about was the feeling of her hot cunt around his cock, the way her pussy pulled at him every time she moved up and down, the way she was there but wasn’t there — riding him with her eyes closed.
Miles leaned up, ripped down her shirt and bra, and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking and then biting hard, and she gasped with a look of delight on her face, finally looking down at his face and smiling at him.
“You feel really good in me,” she said.
“You feel incredible,” he agreed, and they moved together, faster and faster, until Miles reached the point of no return and grunted and spilled his cum inside of her.
She lingered on top of him for a minute, and he could feel their juices mingling and spilling out of her as she moved off of him and stood up to get her clothes back together.
Reluctantly, he stood too and pulled his pants back on, wondering what to say to her, this relative complete stranger, this stranger he’d seen and wanted and finally, somehow had.
“Do you think we’re done?” she said.
“What?” Miles asked, raising a curious eyebrow.
In the corner of the elevator, she stood and lifted her skirt again, parted her legs, and beckoned him to her with the curl of her finger.
He stepped toward her, not knowing what she wanted, hoping she wanted another kiss, but no.
“Down, boy,” was all she said, and Miles understood.
He dropped to his knees before her and she thrust her pussy toward his face, and he crawled forward, grabbing her around the ass and taking a long whiff of their mingled sex.
“Time to clean me off,” she said.
He didn’t argue.
Miles dove in to the depths of her pussy, tongue first, tasting himself on her, tasting the mixture of themselves together until finally all he could taste was her sweetness.
She moaned as he worked his way up to her clit, flicking his tongue up and down, side to side, smiling into her when he felt her hands in his hair, pulling his face even closer to her.
She groaned and ground her face into him, and he responded by keeping up what he was doing, obviously she loved it, and within moments the grip in his hair grew stronger, her moans louder, and he felt her pussy pulse and twitch around his mouth when she came on his face.
“Oh, my god,” she said. “I always thought you looked like you had it in you. I’m glad I know now.”
The elevator jerked again, startling them both.
“It’s the fire department. You okay in there?” they heard a voice from outside the elevator door.
Miles jumped up and wiped his mouth while she smoothed down her skirt and ran a hand through her messy hair.
“I’d say we’re more than okay,” she said.
The elevator doors swung open, six members of the fire department there to greet them as they exited to a round of cheers and pats on the back.
Miles let himself bask in the attention, explaining to one of the fire fighters what had happened, when he realized that she had begun walking away.
Miles clutched his box of things and watched her go as the firemen kept grilling him about what had happened, but she never looked back at him once.
And Miles didn’t even know her name…
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