Tom Martin 3.5 - Elevator Espresso
Author's Note: This is an altered version of my story 'Tom Martin 3: Coffee Break' in which certain events change the dynamic of the story. This story is not 'canon' in the 'Tom Martin Universe'.
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The clock on my phone reads 12:00. Time for my lunch break. I take the time to send Tommy Martin a message: 'u free right now??'
I anxiously await his reply. It's been three days since we last met, and I needed another fix. Getting that young stud wrapped around my finger has been the best thing I've done in years. Hopefully, I can spend some time with him instead of my other little friend, the egg vibrator I have in my handbag.
He messages me back with a selfie of him, his toned, hairy body and his erect member, followed by the word 'yes.'
'b right ther. Dont start without me' I reply. I hope he's naked right now, ready to make my day. Before heading off I decide to insert my vibrator into my vagina. I always loved to walk around with it on. The fact that 99% of the people around me didn't know I was getting off just gets my heart pumping. Then there's that one person who notices my odd walk or hears the faint humming when they get close enough. We'll never exchange words, but the dirty looks are acknowledgment enough.
I walk past my secretary Sandy who asks “Off for lunch?”
“You've got that client meeting at 1 o'clock. I know it's a while but just making sure you're not late.”
“Of course. Thanks Sandy.” I reply.
Although it would be a thrill, it's probably best I wait until I've left the building before I turn my little friend on. I enter the elevator where the new employee Josh is waiting. He'd only been here a week, but he is a welcome addition to the office with his bubbly smile and friendly attitude. He might not be a muscular hunk but he has that next door boy charm that admittedly amuses me.
He asks me “You going for lunch?”
“I know a nice place around here. They do good coffee too.”
“Uh, no thanks. I'm not a big coffee person.” Which is true, although I wouldn't have to have a coffee anyway. Not that it matters anyway. Josh just casually replies “No worries.”
The elevator then suddenly stops. Fucking hell. Why did he have to step into the elevator? At least if I was alone I could get off. Now I have to resist my every urge to satisfy myself.
“Well, I guess it's gonna be a while until lunch huh?” I say. Gotta think of something else. Anything else. Lunch. Work. Something. Anything.
“Yeah.” He says. That's when I realize Tommy will be waiting for me, and I'm going to have to message my boy toy. I pull out my phone, to which Josh asks “Who are you messaging?”
“Wouldn't you like to know?”
“Well, we gotta talk about something? Who knows how long we'll be stuck here.” Dammit, Morgan, I could have said anything else. Instead, I just had to flirt with Josh. I must look manic, like some addict twitching for a fix. All that is left to do is wait for him to say the last three words I want to hear right now.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah yeah... I'm just hoping I won't be late to meet a client.” Actually, that is a thought. I will have to message Sandy. I get my phone back into my hands and inform her of the bad news.
“So how's your day been? Apart from this of course.”
“Ah, good.” You know, the one thing people say when they want to avoid really talking about their feelings.
“Well, I'm a bit nervous I guess. I've never been stuck in an elevator before.”
“It'll be fine.” Josh says before wrapping his arms around me. Just what I needed, the embrace of another man.
I give him a quick kiss on the cheek. He looks at me amazed for a second, before taking the hint and locking lips with me. Josh doesn't waste time asking if I have a boyfriend or a husband. He knows that now is his chance to take the woman he desires.
After the kiss, I go down on my knees and say “Let's take care of you.”
“Straight to business?”
“Who knows how long we have.” I undo his belt and his zipper before tugging down on his pants and underwear. Putting my mouth to work, I kiss and suck and slurp until his prick looms over me. Have to admit, he's rather well hung, without having some behemoth cock I would struggle to take. The Goldilocks of cocks.
I grip the shaft and then tease the tip with my lips. As I drive my mouth deeper down his shaft, I activate my vibrator. May as well get myself ready to take his lovely cock.
“What's that buzzing?” He asks. Seeing as he might think it's something going horribly wrong, I say “It's my vibrator.”
“Oh thank fuck. I was scared for a second.” I chuckle.
“Sorry about that.”
My mouth again takes the tip of his cock, before he asks “Do you often wear a vibrator during your lunch break?"
“No, just special occasions.”
“What was the special occasion?”
“Ohhh. So you must be pretty worked up?”
“Well as you say, you don't know how long we've got. Shall we fuck?”
“And here I was thinking you were a romantic who just wanted to talk.”
We both laugh as I stand up and turn around, bracing myself on the wall. He removes my little friend and says “You won't need this.”
I place the vibrator back in my bag as his cock teases my entrance.
“Fuck, you really are wet down there.”
“Shut up and fuck me, Josh.”
Without hesitation, he thrusts straight into me. I yelp as he begins pistoning me at a moderate pace.
“You're such a bad girl.”
“Yes I am.” I moan. “Spank me. Leave a mark for my boytoy.”
Slight pain accompanies a thunderous echo. That's going to leave a fucking mark for Tommy. Josh continues to give it to me so I play with my clit. Fucking hell, this is wild. Walking around in public with a vibrator going off is one thing, but getting plowed by a co-worker in the office is taking things to another level.
Josh begins to thrust faster. My god, I can feel my impending orgasm building. My legs shake as I inform Josh I'm about to cum. Suddenly my body explodes with pleasure. Despite all my trembling, Josh manages to keep me upright right until I come down from my orgasmic high.
We exchange a kiss before he says “I want to cum in your mouth.”
“Gladly.” I turn around and get down on my knees, and use one hand to grip his shaft as the other plays with his balls. Next, I wrap my lips around his cock and begin to suck it. That's when the elevator begins to move. Josh groans “Don't stop, I'm almost there.”
I proceed to take him as deep as possible, bobbing my head up and down his shaft. The elevator echoes with my gurgles and gargles until I'm rewarded with Josh's salty seed.
Once he's unloaded, I stand up. The elevator stops as I swallow the evidence of our encounter. Whilst Josh struggles to hide his cock, I ask “So, coffee tomorrow?”
"I thought you don't like coffee?"
"I think you've changed your mind." I give Josh a wink, before leaving him to deal with his pants situation.
I'm not going to waste my time chasing up people who've copied my work, but if it's posted anywhere but here, it's stolen.