When my husband and I travel, we like to play games. Two weeks ago when we went to Atlanta, we had lots of fun in our hotel. On the third night of our stay, my husband decided I would enjoy the glass elevator of our hotel (we stayed in the Marriot). At about 11 in the evening, he placed a blindfold on me and walked me out of our room (thankfully I was wearing a bath robe). I heard the door to the elevator open and the next thing I knew he had handcuffed me to the railing in the elevator facing the wall and taken my robe off. He left me like that and told me that he would return for me in a little while. As he turned to leave I heard him press several buttons and then the doors shut.
Almost immediately, the elevator began to rise. It went up a few floors and then stopped and I heard the doors open, but luckily no one was on that floor. The doors closed, and the elevator went up again; however, when the doors opened this time I heard a whistle and a man entered the elevator behind me:
"Well what are you doing?" he said.
I told him that my husband was playing a game with me...
"I know, I can read that from the note on the floor darling. It says here I am free to do whatever I like. Is he serious?"
But before I had a chance to answer, I felt a hand on my ass. It began to probe into the crevice between my cheeks and soon found my puckered ass hole. Without lubrication I was afraid that that would hurt, but about that time the door opened and he quickly removed his hand because an old woman gasped when she saw the scene inside the elevator. Thankfully she didn't get on, and he resumed.