She hated these fucking seminars. Chloe looked around at all the other paralegals. The last thing she wanted to do was spend the weekend in the city at a stuffy convention. But, she had no choice. Her employer wanted her to learn consular processing, so here she was.
Tomorrow the seminar would start. She had checked her bag earlier and got her room key. All she wanted right now was a hot dinner and an early night with her ten inch beaded dildo. She was tired and aggrevated and just wanted to be alone. She made her way to the only restaurant the hotel had and sat at a table. She opened the menu and quickly scanned it's contents. The waiter appeared and she gave her order.
"Is this seat taken?"
Chloe looked up at the deep voice across the table. A very handsome black man stood with two glasses of wine in his hands. He was at least six foot and very muscular. His head was shaved and he had the most unusual golden colored eyes.
"Yes. It is." Chloe answered, crossing her legs as she felt her pussy moisten.
The last thing she wanted was to get hit on. She was here on business. She just wanted to eat and go to her room. However, her body had a mind of its own.
"Really? Waiting for someone?"
"Just not in the mood for company right now. Is that all right with you?" She snapped. Couldn't he take a hint. She needed him to leave before she did invite him to sit and have dinner with her. And maybe more.
"Fine! You know, you don't have to be such a bitch. I was only hoping to share dinner with you." He slammed down one glass of wine, spilling most of it, and walked away.
Chloe watched him go. Ok, so she was a little hard on him. She just wasn't in the mood to make small talk. As it was she had the most terrible day. The airport lost her luggage, her room had been switched and she had gotten stuck for twenty minutes in the elevator with an insurance salesman. And now she could feel her pussy cream dampening her panties at the sight of a sexy stranger, reminding her of how long it had been since she had last gotten laid. Chloe sighed heavily. She just wanted some down time and to put an end to this day.
*****
The door was just about to close when Chloe heard a male voice call out. Pressing the button to hold the doors open, Chloe waited until the caller stepped in. She inwardly groaned as she realized who he was. He was the man from the restaurant. She looked down, trying to avoid eye contact.
She pressed the button for the fourth floor and noticed that he didn't press one. Great! she thought, they were staying on the same floor too. She thought back on her behavior. She wasn't normally a rude person. Maybe she should apologize. She opened her mouth but suddenly the elevator came to jarring stop. The lights flicked and then went out. Immediately, the back up lights came on dimly light the small space.
"Now what?" He said in that deep voice.
Chloe looked at him. She had to admit that he really was a good looking man. For a black man. She wasn't the sort of woman who went for black men but she still appreciated a handsome man.
"It got stuck earlier today. It should only last about half and hour of so."
He didn't look at her. Or even acknowledge that he had heard her. Ok, so he was mad. Fine. She only had to put up with him for about thirty minutes. How hard could that be?
****
Two hours later, Chloe leaned back against the wall of the elevator. They had called from the emergency phone and no one could give them a time as to when they would be out of there. The elevator company was there and working on the problem. They just had to be patient and wait.
She looked down at him. He was sitting on the floor with his back resting against the elevator doors. His head was back and his eyes were closed. They were stuck between floors and in no worry of the doors opening. He had discarded his jacket long ago and had his muscled arms crossed over his broad chest. Chloe gave a heavy sigh. She was bored. And tired. And aggrevated.
"Excuse me, but.."
"If you don't mind, I'd rather you didn't say anything."
Chloe stared at him.
"I was only going to apologize for my earlier behavior. I mean, since we're stuck together...."
"Since we're stuck, now you want to make nice. Down in the restaurant you couldn't even be civil."
"I'm trying to apologize here. I've just had a really bad day. I know that's no excuse but I do apologize"
There, she had said her peice. If he wanted to accept it, he could. If not, it was about to be a long night.
"You know what your problem is lady. You need to be fucked good and hard by a big black cock."
Chloe looked down at him with a look of shock on her face.
"Excuse me? Who do you think you are talking to? I'm going to slap you with a sexual harrassment suit that will make your head spin."
He actually had the nerve to laugh.
"Baby, that ain't sexual harrassment. That's a fact. And if you want to slap me with anything, have it be those big tits of yours."
Chloe wanted to feel outrage. But at the moment she felt a fluttering in her pussy. Her nipples hardening at the thought of his lips around them. She crossed her arms over her chest in hopes to hide them.
She heard him chuckle.
"Turn you on, didn't it." He said without even looking at her.
"No."
"Liar. Why don't you come sit by me and I'll show you how turned on you really are." He said all this without ever opening his eyes.
