I entered the hotel around noon as the sun was shining relentlessly behind me, flooding the open lobby with its light. My exposed skin soaked up the heat that burned through the glass doors as I took off my sunglasses. I stood there for a moment, feeling unsure about where I needed to go. I felt nervous and lost. I knew you were watching me, you had seen my face before, but I had yet to see your own.
You sat watching me in a chair from across the room, pretending to read the paper and rather successfully fitting in with the business types that passed me by. You realized that you had literally held your breath when you saw me walk in, not expecting to see what was standing before you. The picture I had sent didn’t at all do me justice, and this became more apparent to you as your eyes lingered over my body.
You thought I was beautiful: a goddess. The sunlight selfishly consumed the space around me and made me appear to be some unearthly creature you had never seen. My dark hair was pulled back at the base of my neck, not preened and pampered neatly, but instead, pinned loosely and provocatively, allowing certain pieces to hang free. My face was pretty. My green eyes were big and innocent-looking as they searched for you.
You watched as two men passed me and assumed that they had smiled because I smiled back then lowered my head to blush. My cheeks became a little flustered and you smiled when you noticed the men looking back at me as they walked out. You thought of how lucky you were; you were going to have me tonight, and they weren’t. You smiled again.
Your eyes moved down my body and took in how perfectly my white tube dress hugged all of the right places, finally cutting off high on my thighs. My tanned legs seemed to glow proudly against the white cloth, and although they were not long, they were pleasantly toned.
You watched as I moved my hand up to thin out my dress and adjust my stance, obviously trying my best to release my nervous energy while I stood waiting for you. You took in one last look, worshipping me with my clothes on, knowing that later there would be no such opportunity. Plus you were just enjoying the feeling of being in control; watching me, making me wait, admiring the fact that I looked like Little Red Riding Hood, scared and helpless, and you, feeling like The Big Bad Wolf ready to make me yours.
Your teasing was finally over as you slowly stood up and started walking towards me. My eyes met yours for a second and I smiled before I turned my head to look somewhere else. You proceeded to walk closer and once again I looked at you and noticed you smiling at me with a devilish grin. My eyes questioned whether it was you, but as you got closer, I became certain.
“Oh my god! Hi!” I couldn’t believe it was really you and went to embrace you with a warm hug. I could hear you chuckle in my ear in a boyish way as you held me close against your chest. My petite stature was swallowed by your body and I felt like a little girl in your arms.
“Hi there!” You moved to step back and look into my eyes, smiling like a kid in the candy store.
“ Ugh! How long have you been here?! I asked , teasingly shoving your shoulder to flirt with you.
“ Long enough for you to take my breath away.” You smiled broadly, and again laughed as I lowered my head to blush.
“Whatever!” I chuckled. “ I feel too dressed up. I didn’t know what to wear?!” I moved my hand to touch my cheek as if trying to hide the growing redness that was becoming more apparent.
“Well, what does it matter what you wear if it’s not going to be on later?” You laughed loudly, as if almost surprised by your own comment. I moved my hand to cover my mouth and laughed a little too, surprised and pleased by this, but also embarrassed.
“Wow, you look better than I was expecting.” I said. “ I was so nervous not knowing what you looked like. But I have to say I’m rather pleased with what I see.” I bit down on my lower lip and smiled at you shyly, and you, staring at my gesture, felt your cock start to stir in your pants.
You asked if we should go up to the room to relax a little before going out to get something to eat. I agreed and we headed toward the elevator.
As we walked I could feel you slowly moving closer beside me. Every now and then I felt your hand brush against my thigh and took in sharp breaths that only I could hear, feeling my passion starting to move within me.
You pushed the button and we calmly waited until the elevator doors opened before us, and out stepped a couple of nicely dressed people hurriedly passing us by. You moved your hand to rest on my back as I stepped inside and you followed behind me, staring at my ass.
We were finally alone together and the feeling was somewhat unnerving to me. As the doors closed I started to realize that I was here with you and there was no turning back. You stepped closer to me as the elevator started moving and placed both hands on my sides facing me like you were going to kiss me. I breathed deeply and sighed out loud when I inhaled your masculine scent.
“Ever done it in an elevator?!” you smirked, then swept your lips passed my own teasing them, then down my chin and slowly to my neck.
I froze. I didn’t know what to say and couldn’t move. “Umm…no.”
I could hear you breathing in my own scent, felt your lips hover over my flesh like an animal examining its chosen prey, waiting and knowing that soon I would feel your lips. I tried to speak up.
“I, uh. Umm..maybe we should wait until we get into the room?” I felt you smile against my flesh and then stick your tongue out to taste my neck. It sent shivers down my body and started to make my legs go weak. I watched as the floor numbers flashed beside my head and noticed that our floor was coming up when I heard a loud noise and felt the elevator jerk. You had pushed the stop button! You son-of-a-bitch, you had stopped us from moving.
“You know, I think it’d be a great adventure to have sex right here in this elevator. I mean, that is what you came here to do with me right?!” You grabbed my left tit and squeezed it in your hand as you continued to tease the skin on my neck, and took your other hand and roughly pressed into my thigh, sliding it up the inside of my dress.“ You said you wanted to be fucked, teased, treated like the fucking cock-loving cunt you are,” you continued, smugly. You found the outlining of my pussy through the wet cloth of my panties, and were just about to slide a finger inside when….slap!
“You fucking bastard!” I smacked you hard across the face before getting lose enough to hit the button, making the elevator start to move again.
“Cunt!” You grabbed the side of my face and pushed me back up against the cold metal wall of the elevator, looking at me like the Devil himself, and licking off some blood that had appeared on the side of your mouth.
