Elevator - Going Down!

21 June 2007

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I had been working late and the office was deserted. This time of night the whole building was like a spooky ghost town with no one there but the cleaning crew and the security guards. I dreaded riding the elevator down 15 floors by myself, but I had no choice.

The bell dinged to alert me of the opening doors. When they opened, there she was-the new girl from accounting. I had forgotten accounting was on the floor above mine and that a lot of them worked late hours, too. I was thankful for the company and even more grateful the person was easy on the eyes.

"Hi." She smiled at me and stepped aside for me to get in the elevator.

"Hi. Aster, right?" I hoped I was correct and it wasn’t something like Susie.

"Yeah and you are. . . ?"

"Rose," I said.

I had had a crush on this woman for a while and I found myself admiring her cleavage as it peeked from behind the folds of her blouse. Instinctively, I closed my legs tightly to keep from being overcome by the lustfulness her body inspired in me. My cunt was growing damper by the second. I hoped the elevator ride would be quick or I feared I would succumb to my baser instincts.

The doors closed and with a jump the elevator thrust downward, flinging Aster and me into the corner of the cab. We looked into each other’s eyes and communicated our need without words. I ran my hands through her hair as I moved to kiss her. Roses and lilac fragrances lingered on her body, evoking images of lush gardens while I explored her mouth with my tongue.

Aster lifted my skirt and peeled back my panties to finger my moist pussy. I had no problems releasing her breasts from her pale pink Grecian style top. Her nipples were hard as candy and I greedily suckled them enjoying their sweet flavor. Aster’s fingers encouraged the dampness between my legs as they plunged deeper into me and explored the walls of my cunt. The movements of her fingers were hitting nerves along my cavern, sending waves of ecstasy through out my being, and leaving me with no escape from the oncoming rapture. The tingling warmth fanned out from my clit to the tips of my toes as the pleasure shook me. The juices escaped my body in waves down Aster’s hand and forearm.

Aster had begun to rub her swollen clit against my thigh and I could feel her nectar sliding down my leg. Her arms encircled my waist and pressed my body against her, grinding her cunt into my thigh harder. Her moans of pleasure were loud encouraging my desire. I ran my nails down her back while I moved my thigh up and down to drive her over the brink. Her hand pressed the back of my head; it forced me to devour her breast with teeth and tongue. The intermittent licking and biting of her nipple drove her wild as I thrust my finger inside of her. She jumped forward from the sudden sensation of pleasure and I pulled her leg higher up on my hips to allow me better access to her moist canal. I slid finger after finger inside of her, opening her more and more, until her cunt welcomed my fist. I moved it slowly in and out of her in circular motions pressing her engorged clit hard against my leg. I had her at my mercy, her only choice was to surrender her body to the pleasure it needed

Her body shuddered and I could feel her slippery juices envelope my fist as she steadied herself with elevator cab’s rails. She released moan after moan while she rid my hand in a desperate attempt to continue the subsiding torrents of ecstasy.

When she was completely spent, she lowered her leg and we smiled at each other as we straightened our clothes. Just as we finished the bell went off and the doors opened. The two of us stepped off the elevator into the lobby.

"Good night Mr. Jones." We said in unison as we waved goodbye to the night watchman.

"You girls need an escort to your cars?" Mr. Jones was a caring person and he took the safety of the people who worked here seriously but neither of us wanted him along.

"Thanks, but we’ll be fine," Aster said.

We stepped out into the night air and we looked at each other wanting to say something but unsure as to what.

"Working late tomorrow?" I decided being candid was the best method.

"Yeah, I am. . . tax season." Aster grinned at me.

"Me too. I have a big report to finish before Friday." I smiled slyly back at her.

The two of us turned away from the other and headed to our cars looking forward to all of the overtime.