Erotic One Shots

Number 6 - Dangers of going down

Stepping into the elevator the happiness I felt from work being over diminished in the space of five seconds. Squeezing my way to the back wall I took the corner, it was the safest spot. The work elevator from 5pm, till the foreseeable future was cram packed every run. That you can trust because I have waited an hour before, just to be left in the same situation that I was in right now.

A hand cupped my ass as a feeling of disgust washed through my body. I tired to turn, to escaped the hand, but my arm was gripped roughly keeping me in place. A large body towered over me as I heard a man hiss in a breath. The hand from my ass disappeared and I could only assume he just got manhandled by the man now surrounding me. I shivered, grateful to have been saved. The mans body fit seamlessly against my back, he kept getting closer pressing me forward into the wall. He definitely didn’t save me, this guy was worse then the last.

What the hell was going on, this was more disgraceful then normal. Maybe I should have waited for the next elevator. Keeping my eyes down I tried to ignore the erection now pressing against my lower back. However, that was no longer an option as I gasped, the appendage grinding against me. This fucker was going to die, I had been groped a lot in this elevator, but this was beyond the joke.

Ding, the door opened at another floor. More people forced their way in leading to the man behind to push me harder against the wall. His c**k still thrusting into my back, I had no doubt getting bigger and harder by the second as the heat of it travelled through my clothes. Trying to turn around and face this pervert, his hands griped my waist pushing me once again harder into the wall. I was trapped.

My heart beat started to increase, nobody was going to help me. Nobody could see this happening or they just ignored it, all I could think of in my mind was Massey. Massey called one of the managers that groped her a pervert, end of career for Massy. She had no proof, these elevators didn’t have cameras. An nobody in the elevator that saw the abuse said s**t to support her. I needed this job, I really needed it. I forced my lips into a thin line as I gritted my teeth together.

Just bare with it a little longer Ali. I kept chanting to myself in my mind as my hands shook at my sides. Ding, another floor. Once more I was pushed harder in to the wall, not that I could get any closer. The mans clearly toned abs forcefully pressed into my back as I could feel his chest jiggle up and down like he was chuckling at the position he had me in. My rage sored as I took deep breaths trying to control myself. Keep it together Ali, nearly at the parking garage.

My whole body froze as one of the hands at my waist pulled at my shirt. After a few seconds, I felt a large warm hand on my skin. He just pulled my shirt out of my skirt. Eyes widening, I didn’t care anymore. This was ridiculous, nobody should have to deal with this. I’d find a new job if it killed me. Just as I was about to yell a voice cut through the light elevator chat elevator. “CEO Denson, what are you doing in here. Don’t you have a private elevator?”

That voice was Kelly from accounting, she was what I liked to call a bike. Everybody in the office had, had a ride on that one. I couldn’t do anything now though, not if Mr Denson was in the elevator. I have been shamelessly flirting with him for weeks, somehow I always managed to see him at work these days. We were five floors apart, but I was forever bumping into him and unlike Kelly he always responded to me. Just thinking about the smirks he got on his face when we spoke caused my p***y to clench as a wetness started to cover my lips, and I’m not talking about the ones on my face. Gods he was a sexy man, I could just imagine him once again glaring at Kelly, daring her to speak to him again.

Lowering my head, I didn’t want him to see me in this position. God I didn’t want anyone to, I was ashamed of myself. Ding, another floor reached, but this time no more people could fit in so the door slid closed with a gentle thud before heading down once again.

The warm hand on the skin of my hip once again started to move fanning out across my stomach, before heading upwards towards my breasts. Goose bumps broke out across my skin as panic set in hard. I would like to think of myself as a strong person, but this was too much. My eyes reddened as I knew my career was over.

Reaching underneath my top I found the mans hand, using both of my own I tried to rip it out. This man was too strong as his hand continued its ascent to my breasts currently grazing the edge of my bra. That’s it, my life is over. Using my long nails, I sunk them deep into the mans skin no doubt drawing blood. Removing his hand, I felt pressure in my upped back as he leaned forwards lowering his face to my shoulder. I braced as his whisper filled my ear, “you’re going to be punished for that Kitten.”

That voice, I knew that voice. Tipping my head back I looked into the eyes of Mr Denson who was looming over me with one of his signature smirks. Seeing his face, a breath of relief left my body as no doubt my facial features relaxed instantaneously. Upon seeing my face and reaction, he grew stiff and ridged behind me. His hands once again made their way to my hips clasping me tightly against his unmoving body. Mr Denson was holding me, he was actually touching me, god he had been grinding on me. Only one word came to mind horny, he was and now so was I. Feeling the need growing, lightly pulsing from my core.

Ding. Being at the parking garage everybody exited the elevator. I tried to move, but was held in place securely as the doors closed, leaving us alone. Travelling upwards I heard him swipe his card as he released me.

Turning to face him I realized his back was to me, his hands fisted at his sides shaking slightly. His deep voice filled the small space, “you didn’t know that was me.”

Turning to face me, I watched him stare down at his hand, lines of blood ran down his skin where my nails penetrated. I gasped not realizing how much damage I had done, “I’m so sorry, I really didn’t know it was you.” I felt awful, as a lump rose in my throat, being on this emotional roller coaster. Furious, to upset, to relieved, to horny and finally regretful.

“Would you really let any man touch you like that, before you resisted.”

He was more serious then I had ever seen him, his words cut like a knife. Anger rose inside me at his judgment, he may as well have just called me a w***e. Yelling, “Do you know what? YES Mr I have money and don’t live pay check to pay check. I won’t be another Massey. Do you have any idea how hard it is to get a job at the moment, not to mention the f****d up management of s****l harassment in this building.” I looked at him pointedly. I felt hurt, this was a daily thing, it was nothing knew and all the females felt the same. “Move I want to go down”, stepping forwards I tried to get to the elevator buttons as he moved slightly standing directly in front of them blocking my path.

I could feel my eyes once again reddening under his softening gaze. Reaching out he gripped my arm pulling me quickly into his embrace. His body completely encircled mine as he rested his chin on my head. His deep voice was gentle. “I didn’t mean it like that. I meant that you should have beaten whoever it was stupid. Besides no matter what happened, I’d never allow you to lose your position. However, Mr Light will be dismissed first thing tomorrow for laying his hands on my girl.”

Pulling back from his embrace, “your girl?” I could help but question before continuing, “You really should get cameras installed, people could have s*x in here and nobody would know.” I couldn’t help but smile seductively as I watched him, trying to provoke the smirk I loved to watch run across his face.

Lips twitching, he agreed while gripping my hips with a greater force. “Yea they are getting installed tomorrow. That’s why I came to sexually assault my woman in here today, it was my last opportunity.” He admitted casually rolling his shoulders with a smirk. Ding. Ripping me towards the elevator door I stumbled, “now hurry up I have some s****l assaulting to do.”

Pulling me through the elevator threshold I realized we were on the top floor. Everyone left up here including my line manager watched as Mr Denson kept a tight hold on my waist carting me towards his office. Guessing she wasn’t going to give me a hard time anymore, count my blessings I guess. Reaching the door he opened it yanking me through before closing it. With a thud he shoved me roughly against the back of the door as his lips descended on my own as his body completely engulfed my own.

His kiss was rough and wild as he thrusted his tongue deep inside my mouth catching me completely off guard. His hands once again ran to the hem of my shirt ripping the rest from my skirt. Releasing my mouth a chuckle ruptured from his chest as he stood back watching me pant, catching my breath. “Now Kitten, it’s time for your punishment.” His eyes dropped to the floor before once again reaching my face. “To your knees Kitten.” I thought I was shameless, he was beyond shameless.

Not obeying, it was not going to happen. “An if I don’t?”

A little smirk appeared on his face, but before he could respond a knock sounded at the door. His eyes narrowing at the door behind me, his eyes darkening. I myself am quite confused, if you just saw the CEO, your boss drag and sloppily dressed girl into his office that he held by the waist. Would you then proceed to knock on his door. As he reached towards the handle I could help but tease him.

Dropping to my knees, I unclasped his belt. Slowly I pulled his pants and underwear down to the floor revealing his muscular legs and his erect c**k that strained towards me. Looking back up I could see the mental debate raging in his head with his hand still securely on the doorknob. “What is it?” He yelled through the door. Oh, this was going to be fun.

Cupping his balls in my hand, I place my second hand as the base of his erection holding it in place. My line manager, it was her at the door, her voice rang firmly in the air. “Are we still going over the Goodall accounts today” A small groan escaped his lips as I licked the tip of his c**k before sucking it firmly between my lips. Once again her voice rang out, “I was going to stay back late with you again to get them done.”

Stay back late with him again, was he doing this with multiple girls in the office. Ceasing my actions, I moved back to take him out of my mouth. Realizing what I intended his hand gripped the back of my head as he thrusted his c**k deep down my throat as he started pumping into my mouth. My p***y clenched hard as spit dribbled down my chin. Lifting my eyes, I watched him staring intently down at me and his pumping c**k running in and out of my mouth. Taking his hand from the handle he flicked the lock of the door as she prompted once more, sounding less confident. “Mr Denson.”

Still not taking his eye off my as he continued thrusting, his hand came down to my chin wiping the trail of spit. Never removing or faltering in his gaze, “Get George to help you like every other night. Like I have told you before, I’m busy.”

With a smirk he pulled me up from the floor lifted me over his shoulder. A hand came down hard on my ass before massaging the area taking the sting away. “You’re such a naught Kitten. I’m going to have to show you how to behave.”

In the next second I was dropped on a couch. Having the wind knock out of me from the fall I didn’t notice when he got down to his knees before it was too late. His hands ran up the insides of my thighs before prying them apart cause my tight skirt to bunch up my to my waist. Literally ripping away my panties with one hand his tongue and lips sucked roughly at my c**t. His fingers pounded mercilessly deep inside my body. Squelching sounds echoed through the silent room with each movement of his fingers. My body continued heating as the pressure quickly building in my core was growing out of control.

Using his second hand to pinch hard at my n****e was more then I could take, my body trembled with pleasure as a little scream escaped my lips marking my orgasm. Rising from between my legs, “Kitten screaming at the office is not allowed.” A new smirk covered his face, “I’m going to need to make you stay quiet.”

Completely swept up in the orgasm I couldn’t even concentrate or give two shits if someone heard us. Everything was pulsating. Lifting me from the couch, my feet hit the ground as I was bent of the side over the side of the couch. My body was like jello, moulding to however he saw fit. My hand clutched at the couch trying to stabilize myself as his hand fell to my hips.

In the next moment I was dragged backwards as he jutted forwards burying his erection deep as he could go. I couldn’t help but scream out. Cutting me off a hand covered my mouth, forcing my face backwards as he lent down to my ear. “Be quiet like a good girl Ali.”

His domineering personality turned me on. Moaning out he caught the back of my neck with his hand squeezing with some force. Continuing to pump into my body I squeezed my eyes shut trying to control my excitement. With each thrust, my legs banged harshly against the side of the couch. I knew it should be painful, but right now all I could feel was pleasure. My whole body thrummed with it.

With a mouth at my ear, he soft bit down on my lobe before whispering. “Kitten you’re leaking.” I should probably be embarrassed, but I wasn’t. I could feel the stream of my liquids running down my leg, but I just really didn’t care. The warmth of his breath was intoxicating, I couldn’t take the burn anymore. The edge was killing me.

“Patrick…. Harder”, I muffle out with my mouth still covered. Having never used his name before, after speaking I almost froze solid unsure how he would react. Stopping completely, I felt his c**k slide out of my body slapping against his leg. His hand griped my wrist pulling me up and turning me around so we were face to face.

“It’s Mr Patrick to you Kitten.” Throwing me back with force, I bounced on the couch as he lent down over me.

A smirk moved across my face. “Whatever you say, Mr Patrick.”

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