*******************Going Up!*******************

Seconds before we heard the ding I could feel his eyes piercing through me as he stood beside me. I missed him and I could tell by the way his eyes salivated over my entire body he missed me too. I knew what he liked. I knew what he wanted. We were minutes away from me giving him all that he desired. He got behind me and his hand gently touched my hip. He leaned in closer and whispered in my ear.

“After you”

I could tell he wanted me to strut for those three or four steps I needed to take. I looked over my shoulder at him with a slight grin, and commenced to Tyra Banks it to the elevator. My hair swung from one shoulder to the next as I turned around to face him. He stepped right in. His lustful curiosity wouldn’t let him turn around either. It was my turn to lean in to him. He smelled so damn good. I recognized the Tom Ford scent. It hit me like an aphrodisiac. Within seconds I honed in on our number. I raised my arm slightly to press the button. Then I backed away from him teasingly to conceal my own horniness. But I knew as soon as we got to our floor things would get heated. I guess we both couldn’t wait that long. It’s 1am and the likelihood of another passenger entering the elevator at this time was slim. He was ready to give me a snippet of what’s to come. I was hungry for him. I stared at him like he was a five-course meal I was ready to devour. I kissed him and he hemmed me up against the back of the elevator. He pulled my pantyhose and panties down. He lifted me up until my legs were on his shoulder. His face disappeared under my skirt. He sucked on my inner thighs and it sent chills up my spine. I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. I had no quarrels with him about marking his territory. Damn right these are his thighs and this is definitely his pussy. He sucked on me until I bruised. Just when he was ready to finger me the doors opened. I thought we were at our floor. But when I opened my eyes I saw the old mans eyes buck through his bifocals and my heart stopped. My body froze and my mouth was agape. My man was still under my skirt. He was paralyzed with fear I assumed because he didn’t move or come from under it. The old man smiled and continued to stare until the elevator doors closed again. I guess he decided not to interrupt us. I hopped down and we both laughed. We kissed again and he removed my heels, pantyhose and panties completely. When the doors opened this time we were on our floor. He carried me, and my things all the way to our room. We kissed every step of the way.

To be continued....