As he walks through the front door, he spots a glass of wine and a note on the table:
Be at this hotel in one hour.
Signed,
Something Erotic
Getting home late from work, he checks the time with a puzzled look and wonders what she's up to. Taking a sip of wine, he walks into the other room, stops suddenly, seeing the front door to the bedroom is open with a full view of the bed. Catching his eye is colored tissue paper hanging off the foot board with a big, unmarked white box on the floor. He looks around the room, thinking there would be some clues as to what was going on.
Walking toward the closet, he kicks off his shoes, opens the doors and hangs up his jacket. He gets undressed and heads for the shower to pass some time. As he walks into the bathroom, he can smell her sweet perfume, so intoxicating. He remembers the last time she wore it. She'd put it at the base of her neck and between her thighs. He turns and sees the mirror.
"The things I am gonna' do to you." is written in bright red lipstick. He looks at the time, ticking by so slowly, he can't wait to see her. After a long shower, he shaves, looking at her lipstick on the mirror.
"Hmm, what are you going to do?" Feeling a rush of excitement, he realizes the time and quickly gets dressed, leaving in a hurry.
Traffic is backed up as he looks at the time again. "Geez, I'm gonna' be late."
Finally arriving at the front of the hotel, he hands the keys over to the valet, wishing that she was standing there waiting for him. He stops just inside the doors as they close behind him, glancing around the lobby for her. No trace as he starts walking toward the front desk, seeing the clock, almost 10:30pm.
"Rats! I am late."
"Can I help you sir?" a guy at the front desk questions him.
"Oh, no. No thanks. I am waiting for someone." he says, looking around the lobby.
"Very well, Sir." He turns his attention to the front door as they slide open, still no sign of her.
While waiting, the red arrow on the elevator door lights up. The door opens but no one gets out. A few minutes pass and he wonders if he missed her. He leans up against the front desk and checks his cell phone, no messages. Once again the elevator lights up and the doors open. Almost looking away, he realizes she's standing there. Totally stunning, leaning up against the railing of the elevator.
A long, black leather jacket comfortably goes down past her knees. Black shiny heels and red lipstick, she stood there with her hair up and her jacket slightly open at the top. Seductively smiling at him, she slips her hand down into the inside of her jacket, moving it open so one of her legs is exposed to him. He looks at her, his eyes following her beautiful, uncovered skin all the way up to where the belt is tied in the middle. He eagerly walks towards the doors, turning back for a second to see if the man was still at the front desk.
"You find that someone, Sir?" with a small smirk on his face.
"Yes. Thank you." he said, smiling, walking quickly to the elevator door.
He steps in, his body facing out towards the front desk, but never take his eyes off her. She glances at the man leaning into the front desk and with a evil grin. She takes her finger and puts it to her lips with a wink.
"Shhh"
As the doors close, he smiles at her, watching until there wasn't anything left to see. She turns slowly, placing her hand on his shoulder. Looking into her eyes, he begins to speak. Stopping him with her finger firmly placed on his lips, she slowly backs up as she presses all the buttons up to the 20th floor. With a lustful stare, reaching for his hand, she starts kissing the top of it, brushing it across her cheek and down her neck. She sucks on the end of his finger only to bite the tip before removing it.
"Ouch! Going to be naughty or nice?" he asks.
Her finger reaches for his lips, she rubs them softly, letting his hand slip down into her jacket and over her warm breast. "Mmm, miss me, baby?" helping him rub his wet finger over her nipple.
"Mmm, you know I do." as he lets out a sigh. The very thought of her completely nude under her jacket is making him so hard.
She sticks her finger into his month, playing with his tongue. Grabbing her jacket, moving it to expose part of her breast to him. "Oh, mmm. " as the elevator suddenly starts to slow, coming to a stop.
The doors open and, with her back to the door, people start to file in. His hand slowly pulls away from her jacket as he leans forward to kiss her on the forehead. She looks up at him and smiles, cupping his cock in her hand, squeezing ever so lightly. Quiet in the elevator except for a couple talking, the elevator slows and the doors open again.
Everyone gets out except one man, who stands straight forward waiting for the doors to close. She begins moving her hand, unable to remain still, he grabs her wrist to pull it away as her grip tightens.
Without warning, he moans."Uhhh"
Suddenly the man turns his head to look at them. He smiles then turns back to the elevator doors as they open and they hear him leave.
"Afraid he might see?" she asks, turning, then leans up against him, pressing her ass into him. Feeling his pants stretched tight, she pushes into him, leaning her head back onto his shoulder.
"I want to see, show me." he says with a husky voice.
She reaches down, slipping her hand between her jacket, two fingers probing between the folds of her soft skin. So much wetness, they slide quickly over her clit. Pulling them away, she takes them, placing them at his lips. He can smell and taste her sweet scent as he suddenly grabs her shoulders, quickly and firmly spinning her around, putting her back up against the railing. Grabbing at her belt, he pulls it loose quickly, opening her jacket with force, pinning it to the wall behind her.
Her arms are trapped. He takes one of his knees, pushes her legs apart as she catches her breath, watching him drag his tongue over her nipples, tugging on them with his teeth. She shuts her eyes from the sudden rush of pleasure then opens them to see him looking up at her, almost on his knees.
