The bitter winds of late October made it impossible for me to walk with my head up. The phrase "excuse me" was at the ready as I made my way down the crowded sidewalk to the office building. My skirt was whipping indecently high up on my thighs. The long folds of my coat were blowing behind me like a cap, the top was clenched in my hands in an attempt to keep it on my body. As I burst through the doors of the lobby I was startled by the sudden quiet.
With the wind not howling I was able to stop and take stock, making sure I had not lost anything in the dash for the doors. As I attempted to straighten my clothes and hair, I was bumped into from behind. I felt strong arms wrap around me in an attempt to keep me upright. The fall to the floor was comically slow and not painful. Gasping I looked up into a startled pair of eyes and mine twinkled merrily up at you, finding humor in the situation.
" Are you ok?" you asked while trying to figure out a graceful way to get up. One of your legs lay between mine, my skirt exposing a bit more flesh than was appropriate given the location. Your hands moved to pull it down only to realize it was caught under your leg. You fumbled to your feet and helped me to mine. I laughingly informed you that I was just fine and handed you your brief case.
Picking up my bag, I moved towards the bank of elevators that lined the rear wall of the lobby. I could feel the eyes of the security guard on us as we walked. You were walking quickly behind me casually saying hello to the guard as we passed. I reached to press the up button only to have your hand cover mine. I met your eyes and blushed at the warmth that moved up my arm.
Your eyes widened as if feeling the same strange current of excitement. I slowly moved my hand away only to notice that neither one of us had actually depressed the button so I reached forward, only this time my hand covers yours. Laughing softly I closed my hand over yours and helped you press it down before releasing you. You grinned wolfishly at me as the doors slid open. You motioned for me to enter and we waited for the doors to close.
Alone in the elevator I glanced at you under my lashes thinking you to be a rather handsome man. Your eyes ran up my body before meeting my gaze. I winked and asked which floor you're headed to. I pressed 6 for you and 9 for myself and giggled softly. The elevator moved quickly pressing me slightly into the floor. Just as we reached the fourth floor the elevator jerked to a stop, lights dimmed and went out. The suddenness of the stop caused us to lose our balance tumbling us to the floor.
Sitting on the floor my mind started to panic at the thought of dangling up in the air with nothing to keep us from falling. I whimpered softly huddling against the wall. I felt something run over my leg and screamed. You quietly told me it was only you. You moved close and pulled me into your arms, rocking slowly as if I was a child. You started talking to me, telling me that we are safe, explaining the safety measures that ensure we won't fall. The sound of your voice calmed me, bringing me down from my hysteria.
As my pulse returned to normal I noticed how close we were sitting. My legs were curled beside me, you on the other side with your arms holding me lightly against your chest. My hand fluttered to push myself away only to feel your arms tighten, holding me still. I sighed and lay my head back against you, hearing the beat of your heart speed up. I felt your lips brush my hair and I looked up, wishing I could see your eyes. A hand cupped my chin, the thumb brushing lightly over my bottom lip before your mouth softly claimed mine. The touch was feather light, sending tingles down my spine.
Your hand moved from my chin to thread in my hair pulling me closer. You trailed kisses over my face before settling over my quivering lips once again. I gasped as your tongue flicked over me allowing you to sweep inside and lay claim. I met your tongue with my own sliding against it, you moaned as you felt the stud that pierces it. Getting bold I ran my hands over your chest stopping briefly to feel your racing heart before curling behind your neck pulling you even closer to my greedy lips. My muscles seemed to melt as you pressed me back against the floor.
Leaning over me you opened my coat running your hands over my hips and down my thighs before moving up to brush over my breasts. I pulled you down to cover my body, nestling you between my thighs. Your excitement was evident as it pressed against my own throbbing arousal. I arched against you and moaned. Running your hands between us, you pulled my skirt up my thighs, feeling that I am wearing a garter belt.
You rubbed over my mound through the silk of my already wet panties. I writhed under you in pleasure. Your fingers slipped the fabric aside allowing you access to the soft petals. Feeling the moisture there, you moaned. I ran my hands over your back, then around to your chest.
Moving down I cupped your hardness through your pants before pulling the zipper and releasing the button. Wriggling inside, my fingers curled around you eliciting a moan of pleasure from deep in your chest. Your fingers moved against my clit causing me to whimper in pleasure and need. I shoved your slacks and underwear down enough to release you from them allowing me to wrap my fingers around you. I stroked you for but a second when you removed my fingers and settled between my thighs nudging them further apart.
Holding my panties to the side you ran yourself against me pressing the head against the wet opening to my desire. I arched against you, trying to pull you in. You chuckled and held me still as you entered me slowly enjoying the sounds of my moans. When you were settled deeply inside me you ground your hips. I tightened myself around you and we groaned together.
My legs moved up to wrap around you as you pressed your lips back over mine absorbing my gasps of pleasure as you started to thrust into me. The strokes were firm and deep, the pleasure building quickly. I could feel my own orgasm starting just as you growled against my lips and started to shudder. I pulsed around you as you filled me with your hot cum. Moaning we lay together allowing our hearts to return to a normal rhythm.
You placed a soft kiss over my lips before drawing away to straighten my clothes and then yours. We just finished getting ourselves together when the lights came on and the elevator resumed its upward ascent...
As the doors slid open on the sixth floor, you looked deeply into my eyes and hesitated as if loath to go. I smiled in return and wondered if we would ever meet again.
You stepped out and watched the doors close. My heart sank as I continued on to the ninth floor.
Stepping off the elevator I informed the receptionist that I was there for a meeting with Steven Devering, the director of marketing. She informed me that the meeting would take place in the conference room and she showed me the way.
The room was a large one with a large floor-to-ceiling window at the back framed with many different kinds of plants giving it an outdoors feel, or as close to outdoors as you can get on the ninth floor of a high-rise building. The table in the center of the room was of a pale oak surrounded by plush looking black leather chairs, four chairs lining each side with two set on either end. The smell of wood and leather filled the room.
As the receptionist entered the room she introduced Steven Devering and his assistant Susan to me. While we all moved to sit around the table the door behind me opened.
"Sorry to keep everyone waiting, the elevator got stuck between floors" turning quickly my mouth fell open to see you standing there. You stopped abruptly as soon as you see me.
"No problem, Robert. This is Ms. Quin from the main office in Cleveland." Thankfully Steven completely missed the tension between us.
"Robert and I have already met. We were stuck in the elevator together. Please call me Christy. Ms. Quin sounds too stuffy," I said with a sly smile at you.
