I’ve always had a fantasy about getting stuck in an elevator with a sexy guy. Not for too long of course, too long and one would feel trapped, but let’s say maybe 90 minutes to 2 hours. All sorts of fun could be had in that time.
All alone, raking your eyes all over this handsome stranger, thinking how much you’d love to kill the time in here running your hands all over them and stripping them down. On my knees sucking their cock, having them fuck me against the wall, all the while praying at that moment the elevator doesn’t start moving and having the doors open either to a group of people waiting to get in, or at the very least repairman standing there with tools in hand and mouth agape at what he sees before him.
Me with skirt up around my hips, my legs wrapped around this sexy guy that an hour ago I didn’t even know the name of, and now here he is with his bare cock pumping in and out of my pussy against the wall of the elevator with me panting in his ear…….
The idea of the brief encounter like this can be very hot. Some person we have never seen before, and likely never will again, no commitment, no obligation, just a brief ships passing in the night moment to be enjoyed for what it is and nothing more. And the added excitement of the thing being fixed and the doors opening before you are finished. Or even possibly security camera capturing the entire event on tape for who knows who to see….
