I had my eyes set on him ever since he first moved into the building four months ago. From exchanging casual pleasantries to talking about our favourite shows, he and I had grown quite close. There was always the palpable sexual tension between us, but since he never made a move, I kept my dirty thoughts about him all to myself. A week ago, I found myself riding the elevator with him, just the two of us, the air around us crinkling with electricity. Before I could make my move, he reached out to grab my waist and kissed me softly, sending ripples of pleasure down my back. I put my arms around his waist and hit the emergency button, knowing fully well it’ll take the authorities a while to send help. A hot makeout session followed, giving us a chance to get down and dirty with each other - one of the most adventurous sexcapades I’ve ever had, in my life!
I’ve always been a little wary of elevators. You can call it a mild case of claustrophobia where looking at one doesn’t drive me insane but imagining myself getting stuck in one always gets my heart racing...in all the bad ways. Which is why my boyfriend has always had to take the stairs with me. But that day climbing 15 floors wasn’t even an option. Once in the elevator, he wrapped his arms around me “Are you scared?” he asked “Uh-huh” I replied, his lips lightly brushed my the back of my neck “Am I helping?” he asked “Uh-huh” I replied. His fingers moved down my waist and under my skirt as I heaved a heavy sigh that was quickly turned into a moan when he kissed me. I don’t know if fear can turn you on more but those were the best 15 floors of my life!
You have to agree, there is something about elevators that makes everything hotter. Maybe it’s the two of us in closed space or maybe it’s our chemistry that we cannot keep our hands off each other. That is what happened two weeks ago. Coming back from a party, slightly tipsy, we got into the elevator. As soon as the doors closed, he pulled me into he pushed me against the side and kissed me slowly, exploring my mouth like it was the first time. I kissed him back and as soon as desire took over the two of us, he pressed the ‘stop’ button, giving us more time to fulfill the one fantasy we’d never explored. Has to be one of the best elevator rides of my life. Now I cannot look at them the same anymore.
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