Brad pulled into his parking spot at home and made his way to his apartment with a frown.
He pressed the elevator call button and took a puff from his vaper while he contemplated his experience with Anna. The doors slid open and he stepped in and pressed his floor button. He took another haul off of his vaper and exhaled as the doors began to close.
Suddenly a hand was pressed between the doors and one of his neighbors, a woman from the floor directly below his, was standing in the doorway with a weary smile. Brad knew who she was, but he had never learned her name. She was definitely hot and Brad had often admired her when he knew she wasn't looking his way.
"Sorry," she said. "I just can't bear to wait for the next car."
Brad smiled back at her and stepped to the side to make room for her. Not that much room was needed. She was a small girl, standing no more than 5'2" with a petite body. Her blonde hair was long, hanging half-way down her back. Her work clothes were the type that would be worn at a bank or a formal office building, not the kind that he typically saw women wearing in the offices where he worked.
Her pin-striped suit was very chic and she wore it well. As Brad studied her he thought to himself how much he'd like to see what her body looked like under that suit.
As with virtually all elevator rides, they rode in silence, although Brad did steal a few glances her way. He noticed she seemed to be sniffing the air covertly. She glanced his way once or twice and a thoughtful look crossed her face.
Then the elevator doors opened and she exited the car with a casual smile in his direction.
Brad rode up to the next floor and plodded slowly to his front door. He puffed on his vaper and fished for his apartment key and opened the door.
Just as he pushed it open, he heard the door at the end of the hall opening. He turned to see the woman from the elevator walking toward him.
He shrugged and went into his apartment and was about to lock the door behind him when there was a rapid knocking. He opened the door once more and saw the girl looking at him expectantly.
"Hi," she said. "Sorry to bother you. I couldn't help but notice there was a really sweet smell in the elevator car. Do you know what it was from?"
Brad studied her curiously and held up his vaper.
"It was from this," he said. "Why do you ask? Was it bothering you?"
"Oh no!" she said. "Quite the opposite, I thought it smelled really good!"
"Oh," Brad said, a little stumped as to why she was bringing this up. "That's good I guess."
"I was, uh," she said a little uncertainly, "hoping you could, uh, maybe let me smell it again?"
"Really?" he said with a grin. "You want to smell the vapor?"
"Yes please!" she said with feeling.
She stepped past him through his door and then she was standing inside his apartment. She placed her hand softly over his on the door and pushed slightly. He took the hint and let it close.
"Okay," he said, "here goes!"
He puffed on the vaper and exhaled. She leaned forward until her suit jacket brushed against his denim coat. With just a few inches separating their faces she inhaled the vapor and closed her eyes dreamily.
"Mmm," she moaned softly, "that smells so good!"
By now she was leaning fully against him and she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"Do that again," she said in a husky voice.
She placed one hand on the small of his back and the other against his chest and then kissed him lightly on the lips. She moved even closer to him so that her thighs were now brushing up against his. He stumbled backward a bit and then she was straddling his leg and he could feel her heat as she moved slightly back and forth.
"Please!" she whispered urgently.
Brad could hardly breathe, but he inhaled from his vaper once more and slowly blew the vapor into her face, now just inches from his own.
She shuddered and her thighs gripped his. She gasped and pressed her mound against his thigh insistently. She bit her lower lip and breathed against his cheek as she lightly brushed her lips against his ear.
"Oh Baby!" she whispered. "You made me cum you dirty boy!"
She placed her hand over his groin and massaged his very erect cock.
"What am I going to do with these soaking wet panties I'm wearing?" she breathed softly. "Maybe I should make you cum in your pants too, hm?" she said slyly.
Brad swallowed hard and gasped.
"Or maybe you'd like to cum in my mouth," she said as her hand glided over his cock through his slacks. "Would you like that Baby?"
Brad nodded vigorously and leaned fully back against the wall as she rubbed his groin.
She shook her head slightly and pressed herself against him, again rubbing her pubis up and down his thigh.
"No, I don't think so," she said. "After all, you made me cum in my pants; I think it's only fair I should do the same to you."
Brad was beyond caring whether he came in his pants now, just so long as he came! Her body was moving against his and she seemed about ready to cum once more if her gasping and heaving were any indication. He whimpered a bit and placed his hand on her breast.
"Oh yeah Baby!" she whispered. "Feel my tits! I'm so hot right now!"
She pulled his zipper down and snaked her hand inside. Then she was rubbing his cock through his underwear and Brad closed his eyes and sighed with the pleasure.
"Cum for me Baby!" she said. "Cum in my hand!"
She reached into his underwear and gripped his cock between her fingers. She stroked back and forth and then he felt it coming. He gasped once more and then he spurted into her hand and all over the inside of his briefs.
"That is so hot!" she whispered. "I can't believe you came in your pants for me!"
She stepped back a pace and looked at her hand. She turned and went to the kitchen sink where she washed her hands and studied him curiously as she wiped them on a tea towel.
"That smoke you use is something else," she said conversationally. "I'm gonna have to change out of these panties though. I'm still soaked."
Brad nodded and tried to think of something to say but came up short. She smirked and stepped in closer to him and gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"Thanks," she said. "That was nice."
Then she opened the door and left.
Brad stared after the closed door for a few minutes, still too shocked to move. Then he opened his pants and studied the sticky mess in there and knew without doubt that the whole episode really happened.
He peeled off his clothes and dumped them into the laundry basket. He put on some light shorts and a T-shirt and tried to puzzle his way through the events of the last few minutes.
**********
The next day was Saturday and he wanted to try an experiment, if only he could find the right environment to carry it out.
He got into his car and drove to a shopping mall. It was what they called a "discount mall" and the stores were usually full of crappy goods being looked over by a lot of crappy people.
He wandered the concourse for awhile and spied a young girl with a few bags of goods on her arm. She was chatting on her cell phone oblivious to everyone and everything. She had caramel colored skin and was wearing a very tight brown suede skirt and a blousy peasant shirt with a decorative print across the front. Her tight little body was something to behold; perky little breasts, a nice round bum and slender legs. Add to that her perfectly made up face and coiffed hair reaching down her back. Brad decided he would love to see what she looked like naked.
She finally put her phone away and was studying the goods in the store windows. Brad fell into step beside her.
"Hi," he said with a friendly smile.
She gave him a withering stare and kept walking.
