You and I, we met online and talked for weeks getting to know each other. Our likes and dislikes. Our wants and needs. Our sinful thoughts that made us touch ourselves in erotic playfulness. It came to that day that it was time to finally meet in person, face to face, body to body. We decided you would fly in for the weekend to fulfill our needs. Once in town, you checked in to your hotel and as you were heading to your room you made sure to check the layout of the lobby and the elevators as you had set in your mind how this would play out. I anxiously awaited your message that you were ready for me. Wearing my casual pants with my lacy low cut blouse, my neckline filled with strands of beads, dipping down to my breasts I hurried over to my phone at the first ring knowing what awaited me on the other side. 'It's time to cum' is all you said.
You were watching me without my knowledge in the hotel lobby as I arrived and I walked nervously
up to the elevator doors, fumbling with my keys and smoothing my hair. There were three sets of doors but the far one was already open. For a moment I thought I saw someone peak out but thought nothing if it as I was focused on breathing steadily. As I got close to it you stepped out and grabbed me, pulling me inside. It was just the two of us in it. The doors closed. 'Oh it is you!' I exclaimed looking into your eyes.
You pushed me up against the elevator wall pinning my hands over my head and started to kiss me, slowly. Gently running your tongue along my lips, pulling at my lips with yours.
My breathing that I was trying to regulate became heavy and urgent as I was caught so off guard and it gave me an adrenaline rush.