Little Did He Know

Working in one of the tallest commercial buildings in Seattle has been an eye opening experience. I work as an AA for a CEO that is the most stupid fuck on the planet, he can’t even balance his own check book. I don’t mean won’t I mean can’t. This is a building filled with attorneys and investment types. All working for varied top level companies. We ride up each morning climbing to the pinnacles of Seattle’s elite business. It gets so routine the same people often ride at the same time using the same elevator day after day. We seldom actually know each other but we recognize each other. There is this black man that every day at 7:30 am seems to be in the elevator I use. He always stands in the back left corner up against the wall. Always the same brief case, expensive suit, and immaculate look about him. Being born and raised in the South I had always been told that black guys were taboo but this guy is beautiful. I began fantasizing about him as we ride up often together the elevator full I established my position each day to be right in front of him. I envisioned him reaching out and touching me. Lifting my dress and fingering me from behind. I started to wear loose skirts that could be lifted without being noticed. As I got more into the fantasy I stopped wearing panties held my stockings up with a lacy garter belt. I would stand with my back as close to him as possible, getting wet and my juices running down my legs. I hoped he could smell me as I leaked all heated up with mental visions of being taken in the back of a fully loaded elevator. It wasn’t long until each morning I began to have soft slow orgasms as the images and the vibrations of the elevator worked to make me cum.
After several weeks one of the regulars as he got onto the elevator tripped and fell against some up by the door. I was already sopping wet and almost gone when the people in front pushed me onto this black man. As I fell back onto him I could feel his rock hard cock like a baseball bat running down his left leg. It was up against my butt and it pulsed. He reached around with his free hand and pulled my ass onto his leg so that dick road right between the cheeks. Slut that I am I moved up and down against him. When we came to my floor and I moved forward to exit the ride, he looked down at me and whispered “thank you, perfect start to my morning, maybe I can repay the kindness sometime” Little did he know.
Publicado por Longneckbtl
10 años atrás
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Had to read it again.

Good God you are unbelievably sexy.
SassyBri ~
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Had to read it again.

Good God you are unbelievably sexy.
SassyBri ~
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Well, it doesn't take much imagination to envision that class act of a black man is you. How deliciously told this all too short story is. I can think of a few companion scenes that would bring an encore to life.

You have a distinct way of getting me completely distracted from my intended purposes on here. I have another party to plan for around May 1st...

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para Longneckbtl : great baby :smile:
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Longneckbtl
para ladyhamilton : I lived it and loved it
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mmm like this and a great start in the morning
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stretchslut
i love the naughty that lurks just under the surface of the nice. This is a dripping and perfect example! Thanks for sharing it :kissing_heart:
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