RACHEL AND ALEX – LEAVING DINNER

Terrific dinner and conversation. Delicious, light-hearted flirtation. My mind is racing, wondering if this is the conclusion, does he have second thoughts? I slip my arms into my coat as Alex holds it up for me. Then his body and arms wrap the coat around me, his hands come around to tie the belt tight around my waist. He sweeps my hair aside, his mouth on my ear, he asks, “Are you ready?”

I turn sideways to look into his eyes, “Yeah,” I nod. Did he asked an implied question. I don’t care. I want him in the worse way. I’m ready. Whatever it is, I’m ready.

We step into the elevator. It is just the two of us. Inside, he glances up for a few seconds and moves me to a corner while untying my coat belt. Then he steps back to the opposite corner, smiling at me.

“Forty flights down, Rachel. Can you undo all those buttons by the time we get to get out?”

I look down my dress, unsure how many buttons but there were many as I recall putting on the dress earlier. Or am I just freaked out of my mind?

“I don’t know, Alex. What’s my prize if I can?” I glance at the floor indicator flashing now at 30.

“Whatever you want, Rach, whatever you want.” He looks at me with that wicked twinkle in his eyes.

My fingers start working on the tiny buttons. I try not rushing so I don’t become all thumbs. It is flashing 25.

“What if I want something from Tiffany’s?” I am starting to enjoy this game. I am working the buttons now. It is flashing 20.

“Not a problem. Push your tit out”

I pull my dress and bra aside, my breast pop out. I give him a long, daring stare. I continue with the buttons.

“You have incredible succulent nipples. Pull it, make it longer for me…. and the security boys.” He nods at the camera above me.

Now I’m rushing and can’t get my buttons loose as smoothly. His games make me insane. Ten is flashing. We can hear ourselves loudly drawing our breaths. I yank the other side of my bra down and under my breasts and they are thrust out, higher and pointier than ever. Alex takes two steps and his mouth is on me, sucking at one of my nipples, and then biting the other. My hands seeking, trying to finish the rest of the buttons.

“Count down,” he grunts at me.

I am getting breathless, feeling the suction of his mouth on my tit all the way down to my pussy, I moan out “six.”

“Five.”

God, could I cum with just his mouth sucking my tits? I almost scream “four” at the sharp bite when he turns to my other breast.

Alex’s nails dig painfully into me and his tongue now barely flickering on my huge stiff nipples.

“Three”

His tongue slows down more.

“Two.”

His teeth bite deep and hard into my left nipple, his fingers pinching my right.

I hear the elevator ring. His hands moving lightning fast. I feel the air squeeze out of me as my belt clinch my waist and he pulls me out.