The Green Towers hotel stood tall near the center of the Emerald City. Glinda the Good Witch stood at it's door debating on her next move. A week earlier Lord Chuffrey, her husband, had received a letter with her name on it. Thank goodness he hadn't opened it, Glinda had thought many times.
The letter told Glinda to rent a suite at the top of one of the towers for one night. She must leave the window open until her guest arrived by broom. It said that they would have a night much like they used to have at Shiz, but that meant nothing to Glinda. She had spent many nights at Shiz and half of them she was too drunk to remember. The letter was signed, Elphie.
Glinda held her breath and entered into the lobby. She was wearing a short and tight sparkling green dress. It elongated in the back and flowed behind her. She enjoyed the way it made her breasts appear.
Her blonde hair fell down her shoulders in a single braid.
"I'd like to have the highest and most expensive room here." She told the short man running the front desk.
With a glance at her breasts and the recognition of her face he quickly stuttered, "Yes, Mrs. Glinda. The best room we've got. Free of charge." He led Glinda to the steam powered elevators. "These are a new thing here at the Green Towers hotel, they run on the steam created by burning Emerald." The doors slid open. She was shocked to find the Munchkin man board the small elevator with her.
The doors slid shut and they elevator moved upwards with the pull of a switch. About ten floors up he switched it off though. "What, why are we stopping? We have another fifteen stories to go."
"Let's make a deal." He said licking his lips.
"Anything to get me to that room in a few minutes." Glinda grumbled, lighting the eyes of the short munchkin man.
"If you give me a hand-job and let me see those breasts of yours I will take you to your room and give you a free room service meal." He said, staring at the cleavage Glinda's dress showed.
"Sure, why the hell not?" Glinda sighed. She got on her knees, eye to eye with the man, and untied the corset of her dress, just enough to let her perfectly round breasts spill out. The man reached out and took one in his hand. Each breast was about the size of the man's palm, a tad bit bigger.
"This is what my pitiful life has come to, letting a random Munchkin touch my breasts for a meal that I could have easily payed for by myself," Glinda thought. She took her gloved hand and undid the short man's trousers. She pulled them down to the bottom of his thigh, letting his small yet fully erect penis file out. She took his penis in her hand and begin to stroke it.
"That green silk glove feels real nice, Mrs. Glinda." The man managed to get out between moans. His head shot back due to the pleasure he was feeling.
"Faster!" He grunted, thrusting his hips through the circle she made with her fingers. She began to move her hand faster, sensing he was about to have an orgasm and ruin her gloves more than they already were. He violently banged his head down onto her chest, taking the nipple of her right breast into his mouth. He toyed with her nipple with his tongue before nibbling on it.
He released her breast and threw his head back once more as Glinda pumped string after string of warm cum onto the walls of the elevator and onto her green glove. As the last string shot out the man unexpectedly reached down, under the short front of her flowing dress, and began to rub the opening of her vagina through her matching green panties.
A shot of pleasure shook Glinda and she bent even lower, her erect nipples touching the cold floor of the elevator. She took the small cock into her mouth and sucked every drop of cum from it as he continued to rub her through her panties.
... To Be Continued
