We step into the elevator and you push the button for the first floor. Itβs nice having a room on the 30th floor because the views Seattle are spectacular, but since there is a big business convention going on in the hotel, there are tons of people and the elevators are always crammed. The elevators have been moving so slow that we were on our way to a restaurant reservation for an hour later and the bistro is only 3 blocks away! This hotel was definitely not equipped to handle the crowd.
You stand in a corner of the elevator and Iβm leaning against you. Weβre both anticipating the dinner crowd. And just as we expected, the elevator stopped at the 29th floor and a group of businessmen with their cell phones and briefcases crowded into the little square. Not only was the elevator trip going to be long, but we were traveling with a bunch of loud obnoxious salesmen.
I get in front of you and you wrap your arms around my waist, holding me close to you. I lean back and rest my head on your chest. I roll my eyes at you when the elevator stops at the 26th floor and more people try and get in. You gently kiss my forehead and squeeze me tight, trying to keep my mind away from the crowd.
I press my butt up against you to try and accommodate more people and I feel your hands squeeze my sides. Apparently, I was hitting a sensitive spot. Your hands begin to rub my stomach and sides gently, your hands barely moving. I close my eyes and enjoy the feel of your hands, rubbing my ass even harder against you. I can feel you getting hard, your cock poking me. You adjust a bit so you are sliding right between my buns.