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Elevator {JJ Dirty}

Unlike any other Wednesday, today was one of those ridiculously busy days for me.  Although I had already spent the last five days running around town getting everything I needed to get done for work and hanging out with friends, it still seemed as if I was playing Beat the Clock. No matter what I did or where I went, I was always a day late and a dollar short, never quite able to relax or catch up with the rest of the world. 

The stress was getting to me. As I turned the wheel of my car into the office parking lot, I heaved a heavy sigh. Maybe today, while everyone else was out of the office, I could catch up on all the work that had been piling up on my desk.

My job wasn’t made any easier by the fact that JJ worked in the same building. Not that we were a couple, exactly, but I had noticed JJ in the lobby of the building. I wasn’t sure if he worked on my floor or not, but I was pretty sure he’d noticed me. After all, we shared the same elevator almost every day, and I had certainly noticed him.

Sitting at my desk, I would find myself daydreaming about JJ His brown bedroom eyes into which I was longing to look; his soft blackish hair that I was aching to touch. Sometimes ten minutes would go by and I would find my breasts tingling while fantasizing about JJ’s fabulous body.

“Face it, girl,” I thought to myself while getting out of the car, “There’s no chance of this ever happening.” I checked my makeup one last time in the rear view mirror before getting out of the car. Grabbing my purse and jacket, I headed across the parking lot to the building lobby. For a Wednesday, the place was pretty empty. Approaching the elevator, I pushed the button and waited for the next car up.

It only took a few seconds before the doors opened before me. There, standing alone in the elevator was JJ, looking fantastic, as always. “Hello,” he smiled, but my throat had suddenly gone dry. I could barely squeak out a meek, “Hi” as I stepped into the elevator. Beneath my suit, I could feel a rush of excitement, a slight shaking at the thought of JJ’s touch. As the elevator doors closed, I wish I had a shot of tequila to calm myself down.

“Going up…or…down?” JJ teased, his brown eyes twinkling. I may have been reading into things, but if I hadn’t known any better, I would’ve sworn he knew exactly what was going on in my mind.

“Up,” I responded, “I’m going to the seventh floor.”

“I’m going to the ninth,” JJ said as he pushed the buttons. Then, with the doors completely shut, the elevator began moving up. JJ reached over and put his hand over the Stop button. He turned toward me and smiled.

“How about splitting the difference?” he asked. He pushed the Stop button in, freezing the elevator car.

I was too shocked to answer, dropping everything I was holding on to the elevator floor. My gaze told JJ everything he needed to know. A whispered “Yes,” came from my full, sweet lips. JJ pressed the button. Now that the elevator stopped moving, I began trembling. JJ moved close to me, his hand caressing my hair. Without a word, he began kissing me softly on the lips. Quick, light kisses at first. Then harder, wetter kisses. As each kiss grew deeper.

Our clothes fell to the floor in a heap, leaving us naked, except for my lace boyshorts and his boxer briefs. JJ pressed on, looking longingly at my breasts, kissing me along my neck, working his way toward my breasts. All I could think about now was JJ’s body, grabbing and feeling his large, growing package. The air in the elevator was getting thicker and hotter. The walls seemed to close in. I reached down and grabbed JJ’s member, squeezing it hard and rubbing it against my soaking...

All of a sudden, JJ did something I had never felt before. After he gently pulled off my undergarments, I felt his two strong hands grab my waist and lift me up. With one quick motion, he flipped me so that each of my legs rested on his shoulders. I was upside down, staring straight at his magnificent manhood.

Standing upright in the elevator, we both began licking and sucking each other , I felt alive for the first time in months. I ran my mouth along the length of his shaft, stopping momentarily at the tip to massage it with the full, flat surface of my tongue. With JJ’s massive arms holding me, I felt as if I were in a deliriously sensual free fall, but safe at the same time.

We had been waiting so long for this moment. Who knew when it could – or would — ever happen again?

JJ’s legs were supporting us both, but he knew he couldn’t last forever. He drove his tongue deeply into my wetness one last time. At the exact same moment, I swallowed his entire length into my warm, wet throat. As he sucked my red, swollen lips, JJ unleashed into my mouth. I shook, shuddered and swallowed every drop, amazed at how good he tasted.

With his last ounce of strength, JJ righted me and placed me gently on my feet. All was quiet now. We were both a little unsure of what had happened, but were glad that it finally did.

As he handed me my boyshorts, JJ looked at me with his kind, brown eyes. “You know, I’ve been thinking about you for weeks now. It’s been driving me crazy. I couldn’t work. I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know what to say or do when I finally met you.”

I put my finger on his lips and kissed his cheek. “Shhh,” I quietly said. “Me too.” Then the first smile I’d given in weeks – I added: “I didn’t know what to say to you either.” We pulled on our clothing and dusted each other off.

“I guess being here in this elevator with you was how it was meant to be,” I winked as I hit the elevator’s up button.

“I think you’re right,” JJ chuckled, putting his arm around my shoulders. “I think we both just took each other to a higher level.”