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Eating out in an Elevator (MF, work)
by Anonymous Author (c) 1991

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     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 laid 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!

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