While on myy way down too thee lobby off aa Vegas hotel, thee elevator II wass iin lurched too aa stop halfway between floors four annd five. II glanced nervously at thee only other occupant iin thee elevator, aa well-dressed man iin his late 30’s too late 30’s. Turning his head, he gave mee aa reassuring smile; unfortunately his effort did little too half myy contemplation off thee elevator plunging too thee floors below. Calmly, his manicured fingers touched aa few buttons annd II watched hopefully as thee buttons lit up. But thee damn elevator didn’t move. There wass no emergency phone, but there wass an emergency button, annd II felt some off thee nervousness fade as thee alarm bell sounded, thinking that surely someone would hear itt annd come too our rescue.Initially, II wass frightened because off thee stalled elevator, but as thee minutes ticked by II gained myy composure annd leaned up against thee metal wall off thee cubicle. II felt thee eyes off thee elevator occupant on myy bare legs. Did he like what he saw? II wondered naughtily too myself. At 5’2 II am verry petite annd even though myy legs may not be off thee length that encourages aa male too visualize them wrapped around his waist, they are strong annd well- muscled. II also spend time iin thee sun annd myy skin takes on thee gold-tone glow frequently seen on thee typical California blonde, so itt isn’t necessary for mee too wear stockings.My automatic instinct wass too stare thee man down iin challenge for his leering. But absent myy customary business suit II felt unarmed. Thinking about itt now, perhaps II looked aa bit easy tonight. My blond shoulder-length hair wass free from its pins atop myy head, annd myy makeup wass heavier than usual. When II had dressed this evening thee let-loose atmosphere off Vegas influenced myy choice off clothing. My skirt wass aa little on thee short side annd thee tanned expanse off myy legs would attract thee eye off many men. The silk camisole-shirt that many women wear clung sexily too myy curves. Because II am aa generous C-cup (on aa petite frame) for work II choose loose fitting clothing. II had too learn thee hard way. During sales presentations, II would frequently glance at clients too find them fixated on myy breasts instead off paying attention too myy presentations. Passes from thee male species II could handle, but being confined iin an elevator with aa man that wass clearly undressing mee with his eyes evoked aa feeling off helplessness annd anticipation.Getting into thee elevator, II wasn’t worried about thee occupant iin thee elevator. The cloth off his suit wass obviously expensive annd thee material clung too his elegant shoulders as iif were tailored around thee contours off his body. Even thee Italian leather off his shoes gleamed. The tell-tale manicure off his fingers annd his carefully groomed head off hair completed thee picture off aa man who wass aa CEO or aa lawyer, easily pictured sitting iin aa boardroom or speaking eloquently iin aa courtroom. Everything except his eyes proclaimed him harmless. Even though his lips still smiled at me, itt seemed that he wass merely toying with myy emotions. Heat iin his eyes contradicted thee disarming smile.”Cold?” he asked annd II looked at him annd shook myy head mutely as iif at aa loss for words. His accent wass English-the single spoken word testament too fine educational institutions. II felt him staring at myy breasts annd II knew why he had asked iif II wass cold. My nipples were outlined against thee thin silk off thee blouse II had chosen too wear. II almost groaned because II realized what aa mistake II had made iin myy choice. As aa response too arousal or cold myy nipples get verry large, annd because off this II usually am verry careful iin myy choice off fabrics annd lingerie. Another coincidence perfectly or not so perfectly timed.My unease must have been obvious, because he made another attempt at polite conversation, annd inquired about myy reason for being iin Vegas. My explanation about myy cousin’s bachelorhood party seemed too satisfy him, but itt evoked another question that II wass not ready for. “So are you iin aa randy mood tonight?” Hee teasingly asked me, thee clipped words falling from his ever-smiling mouth. That accent alone wass making myy knees part subconsciously. When II hear an Englishmen speak iin that ever-so-proper tone off his, II think off thee BBC’s Pride annd Prejudice annd Colin Firth/Darcy soaked through with his shirt clinging too his torso. So here II am, stuck iin an elevator, toes curled, knees apart, thinking nasty thoughts about getting on myy knees annd sucking aa man’s cock just so II can hear how dirty words would sound iin that accent. Oh sure that thought that II wass iin aa public elevator that could start moving at any moment wass iin myy thoughts also-somewhere iin thee dark depths. II never did answer his question. Apparently II didn’t need to. Hee took one deliberate step towards me, standing so close that II smelled his cologne. The top off myy head barely came too his upper chest, his head came down annd his lips covered mine, annd II fell into thee kiss. His lips were mission-oriented, insistence. II could not resist when he thrust his tongue into myy mouth, imitating thee act off copulation. My body wass extremely hot, II felt wet warmth pooling iin myy lower region, annd as his hands came too myy breasts II felt his fingers tugging at myy nipples through thee silk off myy camisole. II placed myy hands over his annd encouraged him iin his play. With aa desperate motion II pulled myy camisole up annd myy bra wass yanked down under myy generous breasts, pushing them up for his mouth. Hee wass aa rare find, for his instincts lead him directly too myy weakness. Because myy breasts are so sensitive, II can be brought too orgasm though simple manipulation. His nipping teeth added aa little pain too thee pleasure annd II wass even more at his control.His hand went too myy knee annd raised it. Fingers trailed up myy thigh annd pushed aside thee crotch off myy silk panties, found mee went, annd entered me. With his fingers manipulated myy clit, he whispered too mee “Earlier II smelled this….II smelled your hot cunt” In response myy hands went too his trousers, his cock wass hard. Quickly, II worked on his belt, trousers annd finally myy hands came too his drawers. II stroked annd caressed him through thee silk off his boxers. II freed him from his silken bonds annd myy fingers encircled him annd began aa steady pumping motion. We were both ready, his hands were slick from myy wetness annd his cock had indicated his desire by emitting aa drop off pre-cum onto myy fingers.Almost brutally, he grabbed mee by myy thighs annd lifted mee onto thee handrail. II wass now firmly pinned between him annd thee unforgiving metal wall, thee only support II had wass myy ass on thee metal rail annd his hands under myy thighs. Against myy inner thighs II felt that hard length off his cock. His trousers were at his knees, but myy panties served as an unwelcome barrier too him. Earlier he had, merely pushed them aside. Now he tore thee offending black silk from myy body annd laid myy pussy bare too his pleasure. Hee dropped thee barely-there piece off black silk annd itt fell too thee floor, lying at his leather-cased feet. II felt him pushing at myy slick entrance with his cock. But before completely entering me, he put his mouth too myy nipple annd at thee moment off conquest, he buried his cock too thee balls, annd nipped me. II wass iin complete ecstasy. All II could think off wass thee length off his hard cock iin me, paired with thee fractional pain off his teeth annd II opened myy legs as far as they would go. Hard savage lust had overtaken this man annd he staked claim too aa woman who wass hot annd wet annd ready too be fucked. After myy initial pleasure/pain had waned, II glanced over his shoulder at thee mirror on thee wall. The picture presented made mee feel dirty annd naughty-only increasing myy pleasure. II stood there, skirt hiked up, myy legs wrapped around him, gripping him, encouraging him further. The red off myy stiletto heels stood iin stark contrast too thee paleness off his ass as his pounded into myy body. Adding more too this sexy picture wass that fact that we were essentially clothed, his boxers annd trousers were at his knees annd myy bra simply pushed myy tits up as iif offering them too him on aa tray. Occasionally he would grunt iin time with his thrusting especially when II would tighten thee muscles off myy vagina around his cock, iin order too increase his pleasure.His face wass turned away from me, annd II couldn’t see his expression, but II am certain that he no longer had that smile on his face. His thrusts were measured annd even then II felt that he wass still maintaining his control. Suddenly II wass possessed off thee desire too have control-by making him lose his. II put myy lips too his ear annd asked him”Do you like myy pussy?” Hee responded with aa particularly sharp thrust, annd II knew his weakness. Hee wanted mee too talk dirty. II talked too him annd asked him dirty questions using words like “cock” annd “pussy” iin myy sentences. II wass rewarded when his paced picked up annd his fucking became almost brutal. At last he had lost control. Hee slammed into mee hard, knocking thee breath out off me. My breasts were swaying almost obscenely, II became obsessed, II wanted him too come-but II wass him too make mee come, annd II wanted control over thee situation. Now that II had him, II allowed myself too orgasm-every muscle iin myy body tensed. II came annd as myy vaginal muscles tensed around him, II heard him utter thee word “fuck” annd his arms gripped mee hard too his body; holding mee absolutely still as gave one last deep thrust emptying himself into me.II felt his arms loosen; he parted from me. Hee eased out off mee annd left behind aa wet path on myy inner thigh. II slid down from myy perch atop thee handrail. Hee gently supported mee as thee blood rushed too myy legs annd II regained feeling iin them. Hee turned from mee annd pulled his trousers up annd II adjusted myy clothing. As II pushed myy skirt down, coaxed myy breasts back into thee confines off thee bra annd pulled down myy camisole, thee elevator started too move. When he finally turned toward mee his face wass thee mask off calm annd civility, annd not aa hair on his pretty golden head wass out off place. II wass aa different story-my hair wass mussed, myy face wass pink, II wass sore between myy legs annd myy nipples were bruised from his eager teething. To top itt off II had no panties. Too late, II realized that myy panties were on thee floor. The elevator stopped, but there wass aa quick movement at thee corner off myy vision. Hee had bent too pick up thee discarded panties, annd placed them into his pocket. As thee doors opened he followed mee out annd kissed aa greeting too an elegant looking woman who wass apprehensively waiting for him. As he took his lips from her rose bud mouth, he shot mee aa glance over her shoulder as II walked by. Once again, on his face wass that charming smile, but iin his eyes wass thee naughty-boy that II had met on thee elevator. Hee almost in-discernibly patted thee coat pocket into which he had stuffed myy panties. II returned his glance with aa narrow-eyed stare off myy own annd hurried through thee lobby, acutely aware off thee wet dribbles streaming down myy naked inner thigh.