Christ! I thought you weren't going to make it. The beep of the doors causing a pang of disappointment in the pit of my stomach as the thought of not having you becomes a reality. Stormy clouds invade my thoughts only for the echo of heels to break the impending darkness. A hand from a suit comes across the closing metal door causing it to retreat back to its resting place for a moment longer. My anguish replaced by a smi...

There was a job for a personal assistant that sounded like an ideal opportunity to get back into work. Our kids were old enough to look after themselves for a couple hours after school until I got home and the job was less than a mile from home in Overland Park, Kansas City. Wanting to look my best for the interview, I changed three times before I was satisfied. My best skirt suit was very professional in my opinion. But...

Fiona walks through the hotel lobby toward the elevator. She’s had a long day and wants to get some rest before the conference the next day. She especially wants to get out of her heels and take a long bath. “Being a businesswoman can really sucks sometimes,” she thinks to herself. “These heels are killing me!” Her four inch Christian Louboutin heels are stunning with a sharp point, but not great for the back or feet. She...

The door thudded shut. The "ding" sounded. The movement stopped. They were finally alone in the elevator. They couldn't keep their hands off each other all night. An evening of drinking and dancing had left them both charged with an insatiable desire. He pushed her back to the mirrored wall and pressed his lips against hers. She slid his tongue into his mouth and grasped his ass with her hands. He hiked her denim skirt up...

Let's be honest, let's just be honest. You are trying to revive something that is already dead. She was thinking to herself while she was watching her face in the mirror preparing it to do her makeup. On the other side of the room, you could see a bed lined with expensive lingerie she bought just for this occasion. Nice black corset that perfectly fit her waistline and made her boobs even perkier, sexy pair of lace pantie...

I'm not sure about everyone's office building, but I know the building I am in, has a ton of different types of businesses operating within its doors. We deal with everything from a nursing outsourcing company, to a company that does professional photography of various items and, for other business' ads and brochures. I had seen a girl in the halls a few times; she was working in the nursing outsource office. We had excha...

What could be more normal, two people checking into a hotel? Only the slight exchange of looks between us. I get the card key and you get up from the comfy chair, rolling your case towards the lift. It’s early afternoon, we're both dressed for work... and play. I press the button for the lift. We almost can’t look at each other, no words yet. It takes an age to come; finally the doors open. Empty. Room 1917... 19th floor....

My wife and recently I spent an evening at a five-star hotel. Over dinner and a few drinks we talked about some of the adventurous sexual encounters we’d in the past. Reminiscing about those good times got us both a bit excited. I could see my wife’s nipples perking up in the halter top of her sexy dress and I certainly had a stiff erection. Looking at me seductively, she said, “You know, we’ve never fooled around in an e...

Everyone has a fantasy, even me. Mine is to be fucked by a stranger in an elevator. Let me explain why I have such a fantasy. I love to read, and many of the erotic porn tales I enjoy have some scene where a girl encounters a man, often a stranger, in an elevator and something kinky and erotic takes place. Sometimes she’s groped and fingered, sometimes she’s pinned against the wall and fucked like a whore. Now, the buildi...

A woman gets friendly with one of the men that lives in her boyfriend's building when he goes away on business.**************************Note: This is one of 11 short stories that I originally ghostwrote for someone for pay, but I ended up buying the rights back to them and have proof as such. So if anyone ever sees this story anywhere else online under a different authors name, all copies to my knowledge were removed, I...

'Have you a cock?' The question that broke the mandatory silence was empty of emotion, as when one asks an automated teller for tens or twenties. My answer was equally flaccid. 'No. I have no need of one.' 'Really? No cock?' I was surprised by how easily the obscenity crossed her cultured lips, even though our propaganda averred that myriad such appendages had passed the other way. The irony amused me and a chuckle accomp...