The crazily talented daxg2001 wrote a story years ago about Scarlett Johansson meeting up with a fan in a hotel and role play fucking him as Black Widow.
This is heavily influenced by that almost a sequel cause well it's the same concept only with a different girl and a less talented writer working on it, oh and this story has been sitting unedited on my laptop for like 2 years and in a fit of wanting to post I've just hit upload so this is not the most polished piece of work on here but I have ignored it for way too long and just think it deserves to be seen and read.
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Dave's job is completely and utterly boring, being a salesman isn't naturally the most heart pounding of employment choices and it also means you spend a crazy amount of time trapped in hotels. The only thing more boring that being a salesman is being a salesman trapped in a hotel and with Dave stuck in New York for a whole week at a convention of office suppliers he feels like the most bored man in the universe. After just two days of dull grinding conferences Dave is already wishing he could be back home with his family in Toronto. Dave's is in his mid-30's with a loving wife, one young child and another one on the way yet at 6ft 3 and with an athletic looking frame Dave looks more like a retired defensive linebacker than a dull salesman. His once thick black hair is starting to grey but other than that he still has the same stocky frame he had in college mostly thanks to the many hotel gyms he has used when away on business. Tired and wondering if he can last three more days trapped in that small stuffy conference room Dave steps into an empty elevator at the end of another long day. His muscles ache from being stuck in a chair for nearly 8 hours and his mood is darkened by the fact the day's schedule overran meaning by now he will have missed his little boy's bedtime. The elevator doors just start to close when he hears a woman's voice shouting.
"Hold the door," The voice yells and Dave can hear her running across the lobby with each step clapping loudly off the well-polished floor.
Too tired to just ignore the call Dave leans out a long arm stopping the metal doors just before they slam shut. A dark-haired woman quickly dashes in under his arm, so Dave lets the doors close before sinking back against one of the elevator walls.
"Thank you," The woman says gratefully, and Dave just grunts back a response.
He can't be bothered talking to anyone, all he is thinking about is going up to his room, raiding the mini bar, getting blind drunk before finally passing out fully clothed on the bed.
"Are you ok?" The woman asks, "It looks like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders. "
Dave silently groans because he knows he must look around and talk to her even if it is the last thing he wants to do. He twists his head and looks down at the much smaller woman then he lets out a gasp of surprise. Standing in the elevator with him is Elizabeth Olsen star of movies like Godzilla, Oldman and most recently in Avengers Age of Ultron. Dave is dumbstruck over being in the same lift as a famous movie star, the fact he had only just seen Age of Ultron last week means it is all still fresh in his mind.
"Are you sure you're ok?" Elizabeth asks again sweetly, and Dave battles to make some of his worn-out brain cells work.
"Yeah I'm fine," He says quickly hoping that he isn't embarrassing himself by staring at her.
It's been nearly a decade since Dave felt this nervous in front of a woman. True this is the first real life celebrity he has met in the flesh and the fact that she plays a comic book character as well is what Dave blames for his sudden brain freeze. He has loved comic books ever since he was a kid, so Dave is not only star struck but the nerdy side of him is also jumping up and down in delight.
"Good well I'm Elizabeth," She says politely holding out her hand.
"Erm yeah I know," Dave stutters just managing to reach out and accept her handshake.
Elizabeth giggles letting her tiny hand brush against his large palm, "I know that silly I was asking for your name."
Dave blushes, the last time he blushed this badly was on his 5-year wedding anniversary when his wife leaned over and said she wanted to blow him in the restaurant's bathroom.
"I'm Dave," The blushing salesman spits out hoping his humiliation will be over soon.
"That's better so Dave what's a hunk like you doing in a place like this?" Elizabeth smiles as her voice takes on in a flirting tone that makes the hair stand on the back of Dave's neck.
The large man just keeps on blushing unsure of what to say or do as Elizabeth giggles again getting to enjoy Dave's clear embarrassment. It's not often that Elizabeth gets to tease a sexy looking man especially one that is this shy and nervous in front of her. Normally it is men trying to flirt with her meaning it's a nice change for Elizabeth to see a man almost cowering in front of her, pressing his body as far back into the lift wall as possible like he is trying to melt through it. Dave has no idea what to say or do, trapped in a slow-moving lift with a beautiful actress who might have just started flirting with him. It has been years since a woman other than his wife flirted with and Dave honestly doesn't know what to do so he just stands still blankly staring into Elizabeth's pretty face.
"Sorry I'll stop trying to embarrass you now," Elizabeth says with a smirk taking pity on the embarrassed man, "I mean it though what are you doing here?"
"Conference," Dave spits happy to get the conversation back on even ground where he doesn't come across as a dumbstruck nerdy fan, "A normal boring old conference."
"Really?" Elizabeth asks looking him up and down trying to work out if he is the kind of person who attends conferences or some hunked up male stripper invited to the afterparty of a conference.
Elizabeth catches that train of thought and mentally slaps herself. She has just got onto a lift with a very nice if tired and worried looking man and here she is mentally undressing him.
