Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: redragon@interserv.com
Subject: Fun In The Elevator (MF, cons)
Date: 27 Dec 1995 21:22:03 GMT

			 Fun In The Elevator

	When I first got hired by this company I work for, I knew that
I was going to have to start at the bottom, but Jesus, twenty-eight
floors is a long way to the top!

	I work in the printing room of this big conglomerate
corporation whose only objective it seems is to keep me in the
elevator all day long. One boss would call down asking for a lay-out
person to come up and pick up some copy to take to another boss for
approval, then I'd have to take it back for further changes and rush
it right back up again.

	We have an freight elevator that we're supposed to use. None
of the bosses use it of course, only us poor beggars who spend most of
the day catering to their whims. Since I'm the "new kid," in the print
shop, I get to do all of the running. About the only other person who
has to use the elevator as much as me is this dynamite red-head who
works in the mail room.

	Every morning, at nine o'clock we'd meet in the elevator for
the long ride up to the top. Then while I was busy busting my ass
running from top to bottom, she would get to come down one floor at a
time.

	After the first couple of days, I tried to talk to this girl,
you know, pass the time while we were riding up, but all she ever did
was smile at me. I found out her name from one of the other guys in
the print shop. "Patti," he said, "and a real Irish Hell raiser too".

	The next day, as we started our ride up, I introduced myself
to Patti. She was polite enough after that day, but never really got
into any real conversation. Oh well, nothing ventured nothing gained,
is what I thought.

	I had started to notice though that every morning, just before
we reached the top floor, Patti would turn away from me and adjust her
blouse. I hadn't given it much thought before then, but this one day I
watched her as she made her way around the top floor.

	What she had been doing every morning was just before she got
to the executive's floor, she would undo the top buttons of her
blouse. That way when she bent over to give some boss his mail, he'd
also be treated to a view of her cleavage! God knows she has it to
flaunt!

	Patti is about 20 years old with this flaming red hair that
looks like she just got laid. I mean that it always looks like it was
combed but somebody got carried away running their fingers through it.
Besides having a gorgeous face underneath her short red mop, she also
had a terrific body. A real narrow waist and a tight ass, but the real
attraction for the bosses had to be her 36C-cup tits! I knew that they
were a hard distraction for me!

	Patti had real cleavage! One morning when I was called back
up, I got to ride back down with Patti as she went for more mail.

	She hadn't yet buttoned up her top, and as she was about to, I
gathered every bit of courage I had and asked her not to do it up yet,
that I'd like a peek too!

	"Brave little bugger, aren't you," she said. "You can look but
don't touch, and I have to be all done up by the time we get to the
mail room or my boss will fire me".

	I looked all right! I squirmed around that elevator as much as
I could trying to see the bottom of that great big valley. I got such
a hard on that I thought my cock would break. It must have made a
noticeable bulge, because when I looked up I saw her eyes were on it.

	"Oh, did Jerry get a hard-on?" she asked, with her eyes
sparkling with mischief. I mumbled something and tried to squeeze it
over in my pants so it wouldn't hurt as much. When Patti saw that I
was trying to ease the suffering in my crotch, she said, "I know what
would help that," and without a seconds hesitation she undid the rest
of her blouse and pulled her bra up! I didn't know what to do, she had
told me not to touch but they were so fucking beautiful, and right
there in front of me, and my prick was aching for release, my balls
boiling with cum ready to burst forth!

	Just as I was about to reach for her she pulled her bra back
down and started to do up her top.

	"Nearly time to get off," she said, and I was all too willing
to agree when I realized she was talking about the elevator.

	I spent most of that day with a gigantic hard-on, just with
the memory of those beautiful luscious boobs. Firm and meaty, with big
pink hard nipples. If I could have found the time I would have gone to
the `john' to jack off, but the pace is hectic around here, and I
couldn't spare a minute. Lady luck was with me that day though,
because it wasn't quitting time yet when I was called back up to one
of the offices for another pick-up.

	The elevator stopped at the fourth floor and Patti got on.
"Going up?" she coyly asked, as she suggestively rubbed her breasts.

	"I haven't come down yet since this morning," I replied.

	As the elevator made its slow ascent to the top floors Patti
said "Well, why don't you do something about it?" I reminded her that
she was the one who had told me it was strictly hands off. She laughed
and said, "I meant off me silly, not off yourself".

	I blushed like a tomato when she said, but admitted that I had
thought of it but that I couldn't find the time.

	"I always find the time," she said. "Especially when I have to
ride the elevator."

	"Come on," she said, "We have twelve floors to go. That should
give us both plenty of time". With those words she undid the top of
her pants and slid her hand inside and started to rub herself.

	Well, I might be a bit bashful about whacking off in front of
a stranger, but damn, my cock was aching for release so I quickly
pulled down my zipper and let my prick spring out.

	God I was hard! I could tell by the excited look in her eyes
that she liked what she saw, and her hand was picking up the pace.

	She stopped rubbing herself only for a second, just long
enough to take her hand out of her panties and show me the glistening
love dew on her fingers.

	"Come on Jerry, shake that big cock! I want to see the cream
fly!," Well those words were enough to do it, my fist became a blur and
within a few seconds a gallon of cum spurted out and landed on the
floor making a puddle at my feet. Patti must have really gotten off on
that, because just as soon as my cum started to fly her eyes turned
all glassy, and her hand started to squeeze her cunt. I could see
through her pants that her hand was opening and closing like a fist
and her breathing was all panting as she climaxed.

	"God that was good," she said as she re-arranged her clothing
and I tried to put my sticky dick back inside. "I'd rather fuck you
then beat off with you," I said, but she just laughed and said that the
only way that I was going to do that was if I could find the time.
"How about after work?" I asked, but she said that after work her time
was too tied up with private things.

	"Look Jerry," she said, "We can have a good thing here in the
elevator, but don't ask for anything after hours." I figured either
she was married or had a steady boyfriend or something, so I didn't
push it.

	Over the course of the next few weeks, whenever we happened to
meet in the elevator, we'd play our little games. She would expose her
tits and I'd jack off, or I would watch her as she rubbed her clit
into spasms. I was becoming obsessed with Patti.

	I had to find a way to fuck her!

	I tried sweet talking her into trying to fuck while we were in
the elevator, but she insisted that there would never be enough time!

	One day I told her that although she showed me her tits often
enough, I never got to see her ass or her pussy. She never lowered her
pants! I then thought that I had discovered the secret to getting my
cock into her!

	The next day at work, on the elevator, I said that rather then
rub herself, why wouldn't she let me eat her. "I'd loved to lick you
clit," I said, "and it wouldn't take any longer than what we're doing
right now". She seemed to think that over a bit and then said that she
was happy with the way things were, why spoil a good thing. Well I
suppose that I shouldn't complain, after all I was having nearly three
good cums a day, and I did get to see the most beautiful freckled
chest in the world, but I persisted.

	I told her the real reason she didn't want me to go down on
her or that she wouldn't let me see her bush was because she wasn't
really a natural red head. "They say only your hairdresser knows for
sure," I joked, "but a cunt licker knows better!"

	"I'm just a bit shy about pussy Jerry," she said, "but I will
think about it."

	Over the next few days I did some research on the building
where I work, and I found the way to Patti's heart, or more precisely
to her cunt. The next morning as we started work, and met in the
elevator, I was glad to see that she was wearing a skirt. "How about
it Patti," I asked, "Can I give your twat a good tongue bath today?"

	"I really don't think we have the time Jerry," she replied,
"but if we did I'd certainly let you!"

	That was what I had been waiting for! For Patti to mention the
time factor again! I reached behind her to the control panel and
pushed three buttons. From what I had read I had found that this
particular elevator will stall and jam if more than three buttons were
pushed at the same time and the right time, and that the only way to
get it started again was with the help of an electrician who would
need at least an hour to over ride the circuits.

	The elevator ground to a halt, and for the first time in the
three months since I first met Patti, I finally got to kiss her.

	I kissed her hard and deep, my tongue probing her mouth like a
man searching for gold. At first she was hesitant, then started to
return my passionate kisses and started moaning. My hands were
groping, searching, feeling for those beautiful tits and that ripe
tight ass of hers. I had waited for this moment for so long that I
couldn't decide what to do first.

	I undid her blouse and bra and mauled those freckled globes. I
bent forward and sucked those hard cherries into my mouth, nibbling
and sucking on each one alternately.

	She arched back as my hand searched for her cunt, and she let
loose with a low animal growl. I pulled off her top and tossed it with
her bra onto the mail cart and undid her skirt. As her skirt dropped
to the floor I let my hand slide into her panties in search for my
goal. That which had been kept from me for so long was within an inch
of my probing hand.

	God! No wonder she had been reluctant to let me see her
snatch. She was as bald as a baby down there. No hair at all! My
probing fingers found only the soft flesh of her cunt lips!

	"Patti," I whispered throatily, "this was nothing to be shy
about". And to prove it, I slid her panties down and off as I lowered
myself till I was eye level with her snatch. I pressed my hand against
her stomach till she was leaning against the elevator wall and with
the other hand I opened her legs and explored this new found treasure.

	I could see the shiny drops of her arousal as they formed on
her lower lips, and I could smell the scent of a woman in heat! I
pressed in with my tongue, searching for, probing for that little
pearl that would bring her pleasure. Without all that hair in the way
to slow me down, I found it quickly and just as quickly she pressed my
head right into her steamy gash as she shuddered in orgasm! I was on
my knees, and as she climaxed her knees gave way and she sank down in
front of me. It only took her a few seconds to catch her breath and
she didn't let any time escape. Her hands were busy with my fly, and
in seconds had my rock hard cock in her hands.

	She rubbed its length and stroked my balls and then bent
forward and swallowed the entire thing in one gulp! Her mouth felt
like hot lava and her tongue was doing some fast contortions around my
cock head when I felt that my own volcano was about to erupt!

	Patti could sense the impending explosion and started to suck
extra hard! The cum flew hot and furious as it raced into Patti's
welcoming mouth and she sucked it all down. Even after I had blown my
load, she continued to suck on my rod, but squirmed her way around so
that her snatch was now looking me right in the eye.

	Never slow to take a hint, I reached up and massaged her ass
cheeks as I gently guided her hot cunt to my mouth. This time I dove
deep into the inviting hole, letting her love juices wash my face as
she slid her sopping gash back and forth across my tongue and face.

	I swallowed greedily at her juices, and held her firm as she
climaxed again and again. Patti felt and tasted so good that by the
time she had exploded twice more on my face I was hard again.

	"Well Jerry," she said, "You found a way to make the time, I
guess I owe you a fuck now if there's still enough time".

	I assured her that we still had plenty of time but that I was
not going to fuck her, I wanted her to fuck me!

	The smile that lit up her face told me that I had said the
right thing. She leaned toward me and kissed me deep and with passion
as she whispered "I love being on top Jerry"! I lay back and watched
her straddle me. With one hand she held my throbbing prick and with
the other hand held open her cunt lips. I watched in fascination as
those beautiful naked lips slowly swallowed my cock. She slid up and
down, and rocked back and forth. Since I had just sent a load of hot
cum into one end of her, my staying power was greater this time.

	Patti rocked herself to two more climaxes before the
contractions of her orgasms brought me to the brink and we had a final
explosion together! Patti fell forward into my waiting arms where we
took time to rest.

	I knew that our time was soon running out, so I told Patti
that we had better be prepared, and sure enough, just as we were
starting to get dressed we could feel the vibrations of the elevator
cables. It still took them another ten minutes before they could get
the elevator back open, during which time Patti and I kissed and
necked.

	When they finally got the elevator open there was a group of
people waiting for us, asking if we were all right. We assured them
that although we were a little shook up by the `incident', everything
was okay. This one executive however seemed overly concerned about
Patti, and I overheard him say to her, "Are you sure you're all right
Honey? Maybe you should go home and rest, I'll be home as soon as I
can."

	Who would have figured? Patti just turned, looked at me and
winked!

			       The End