The Naked Encounter CH 1: The Encounter at the Elevator - Sex Stories

The Naked Encounter CH 1: The Encounter at the Elevator

... them, especially when they are in full display as they were that day. I was even moving my chest intentionally to let them bounce.

When the elevator door opened, I stepped into the elevator and there was only one person inside the elevator, a young man in his mid-twenties who had recently moved in from another apartment. Surprise was written all over his face as he moved his eyes to focus on my boobs, just as I expected. I think he was not expecting to see a totally naked woman stepping into the elevator when it opened. I offered him a warm smile, but his gaze was fixed on my boobs the entire time that he did not realize the smile I had just offered him.

He then directed his gaze down to my private parts that were innocently resting between my legs. By now, it was not private. He then rushed his right hand to his pocket to cover the bulge that was already growing on his trouser. I stepped to the elevator, pressed the button labeled G and stood patiently waiting for the elevator to start moving down, and then a plan to have him bring his right hand out of his pocked crossed my mind.

We were in the elevator, only the two of us and this man had been aroused by watching my naked body; I wanted to estimate the size of his dick but he was using his right hand to cover his erection, his left hand was engaged as he was carrying a briefcase probably heading to work or something, so to have him bring out his right hand from his pocket, I offered him my right hand for a ...

... handshake and at first he was hesitant. He however removed his right hand from his pocket to shake my hand and the bulge in his trouser was now unobstructed.

“Hi, I am Katie,” I said, shaking his hand with my gaze fixed on his dick area.

“You must be a bad girl,” he replied with his gaze still fixed in my boobs.

“Looks like you like the melons than the lower lips.” I teased him.

“Yeah, can I touch? My fingers are itching to have a touch.” he asked.

“Not really. You are allowed to look, but you are not allowed to touch.” I replied with shaking my chest area to let the boobs bounce against my chest.

“Oh no, your actions are awakening my joystick,” he said, following the movement of my boobs.

“Hahaha, I can see you will have to pocket again or show the world that you are erect because the elevator is already down.” I told him, staring at his dick, which was still bulging outside his trouser.

“That was fast,” he exclaimed, stepping outside.

I also stepped outside and was disappointed to see the way to the gate clear. So no one was going to stare at my juicy boobs today as I head to the gate. This was probably because today is a weekday and almost all of my neighbors have gone to work. Otherwise, not all is lost as I can still earn some stare from the security guard and the delivery person who I could see waiting patiently at the gate from where I was standing; at least he is a man. I hate female delivery persons because they are always quick to judge, ...