The elevator doors opened, and there she was. I'd had a long day at work. Rainy dreary days get me down to begin with, and there had been too many complications and distractions to focus on anything including her impending arrival.

But she was there, beautiful as always, wearing a raincoat and smiling a smile that almost replaced the missing sunshine. I smiled back and entered the elevator, hitting the close button behind me and gathering her into my arms to kiss her. It's a short elevator ride, and a quick kiss is all we ever have time for.

Well, a quick kiss and a quick feel if I hurry, which is why I was annoyed that she had the raincoat on. Impatiently I reached for a button. As I was undoing the top one she undid the second. I was starting on the third and she was working on the fourth when I realized she was naked underneath.

That sent me over the edge. I pounded the emergency stop with my left hand which set off the damned alarm, but I really, really didn't care. I was instantly hard and she was already wet and ready.

I slammed her back into the door, both of us fumbling with my belt, our faces mashing against each other, the alarm jangling wildly, her leg coming up and around my back as she freed my cock and pulled me inside of her in one insane and chaotic motion.

The elevator was rocking as I pounded into her. I felt myself losing control. The surreality of it all overwhelming me, the pleasure overtaking me, her gorgeous face inches from me, kissing me, the taste of cigarettes and coffee and diet coke filling my mouth.

Sensory overload. Sensory overload. Sensory overload. I spasmed as I came, jerking involuntarily, losing consciousness, falling to the floor.