While waiting for the elevator, she looked over and smiled at the handsome hunk standing next to her and wondered, “Can he tell that I’m drunk and horny?” Admittedly, she was both but that didn’t mean she wanted to show it off to the rest of the world. Indeed, she was content to go up to her hotel room and play with her traveling vibrator.
After the elevator door opened, the hunk showed the gentlemanly manner of extending his arm across the doorway to make sure the door did not close, while allowing her to enter the elevator before he did. She flashed him a sexy smile and verbally shared a soft expression of thanks with him.
As the elevator door closed, he stood in front of her with his back to her. She used this moment to size him up and down, taking note of his full head of hair, broad shoulders, trim waist, and cute butt. He was put together very, very well!
His words of “What floor Miss?” brought her back to the moment. “Oh, 19 please,” she responded. At this moment she noticed the aroma of his cologne and decided to speak up saying, “I love your cologne! I don’t know who your girlfriend or wife is, but I would never leave your side with that scent on your body!” As she heard herself speak those words, she was reminded of how tipsy she was and wished she could stuff them right back in her mouth. She couldn’t believe she had made such a forward comment.
He quickly responded, “Actually, I think this cologne must scare everyone away – I’m single!”
His response excited her. Impulsively, she decided to ‘roll the dice’ and make a bold move. Cupping her hand, she placed it between his ass cheeks and purred, “How can this ass not get any woman’s attention?”
He softly replied, “Wow, this is the best elevator I’ve ever been on!”
As the elevator continued its climb, she began to move her cupped hand up and down between his firm glutes and letting her hand go all the way to his scrotum where she tickled his balls through his slacks. Then, with her other hand, she reached around his hips and began groping his hardening shaft through the fly of his pants.
She loved having control over his uncontrollable moment. While his breathing became heavier, she began urging him on, saying “C’mon Baby, get off for me…oh yea, that’s it! Do you like your balls played with? Yes, I can tell you do! I want you to cum in your slacks! C’mon Stud, your cock is hard and ready to explode, I can feel it. Do you like my hand stroking you off? I need you to get off for me Baby…I want you to cum for me, let me feel you cum on my hand. Mmmm, that’s it, you’re really close, your dick is throbbing…it wants to shoot its load. Give it to me, I want it now…cum Baby…Yes!!!”
As he released his juices, his hips and waist began making a repetitive piston-like movement, like he was fucking someone instead of getting a hand job. She continued to work his cock and nuts until cum no longer pulsed out from the head of his dick. Making an effort to finally turn around and face her, he mumbled through his ecstasy, “Ok hottie, now it’s your turn!”
Just then, the elevator door opened and stepping out she said with a smile, “I’m sorry, this is my floor.” Sounding alarmed, he blurted out, “But wait – I don’t even know your name!”
She turned back to notice the bewildered expression on his face as the elevator door closed. Knowing that what he said – that it was now her turn to get off – was correct, she walked quickly to her room and her waiting vibrator!
