Joining him out in the living room, Tracy and Doug sipped on their champagne and talked all about the wedding. Everything had been so perfect. The caterers did a fabulous job with the food and serving the wine and the minister read their vows with emotion, accentuating their words in all of the right places. And they couldn’t have asked for more perfect weather.
Finishing their champagne, they left the suite to head downstairs to dinner. As they rode the elevator down to the restaurant, Doug pulled her into his strong embrace and while letting his hand slide down to rub her bottom, he said, “I love you so much baby. I am a very lucky man.” Just as he was about to continue saying something else, his hand that was rubbing her bottom stopped momentarily. Looking at her with a devious grin, he slipped his hand up under her dress to confirm his suspicions! “Well, well, well,” he said in a low, drawn out voice. “What do we have here? Or more accurately, what do we not have here?” Tracy couldn’t help but chuckle at the surprised but delighted look on his face. That was exactly the reaction she wanted and she could tell from being pressed up against him that he had an erection.
Replying in an equally surprised tone, she arrested his crotch with her hand and while squeezing him she playfully retorted, “Well, well, well. What do we have here?”
Rubbing her bare bottom while she seduced his crotch was more stimulation than he could ignore. Reaching out to the elevator panel, he hit the red stop button. As the elevator came to a grinding halt Doug said with a passion-laced voice, “This is what naughty girls get for not wearing panties.” Turning her around so her back was facing him, he instructed quietly, “Bend over and stick that pretty little ass up in the air for me.” As Tracy bent over and held onto the railing for support, Doug lifted her dress up to her waist. Seeing her bare, luscious mounds exposed to him in such an inviting way made his cock start to twitch. He thought she looked so delicious bent over and naked from the waist down wearing only strappy red high heels. Tracy’s body flushed instantly when she heard him unzip his pants. She knew Doug well enough to know that he was going to have his way with her right here and right now. As he placed both his hands on her bottom, she could feel his thumbs start to spread her cheeks apart. What she didn’t know was that Doug had something different in mind for her than what she thought. The next thing she knew, she could feel the soft head of his penis start to gently penetrate her anus. As she took a sharp intake of breath Doug explained seductively, “This is what happens to naughty girls who don’t wear panties and grab men’s crotches in elevators. It seems like I’m going to have to teach a good hard lesson!” With each word, Doug pushed further and further up her forbidden hole while holding her hips for leverage.
Tracy was so stimulated by what he was doing to her, all she could do was moan out, “Yes, yes.” She could feel his shaft getting bigger and thicker inside her anus and she knew because of how tight she was that it wouldn’t take long for him to cum inside her. She always felt so incredibly turned on and sexy when Doug took over sexually and did things to her that no other man had.
As he sped up the rhythm of his thrusts, he started to spank her in unison and the sound of each slap echoed throughout the elevator and the elevator shaft. She secretly wondered if anyone along the adjoining floors could hear it. As she cried out her pleasure at each assault to her prone bottom, Doug said in a mock threatening tone, “It appears that my naughty little bride likes this punishment way too much. Looks like I’ll have to discipline you harder after dinner, because right now…” Doug couldn’t finish his sentence because at that very moment, an orgasm slammed through his body leaving his knees shaky and weak. As he cried out his release, Tracy smiled in satisfaction loving how excited she could get him and how hard she could make him cum.
After taking a couple of deep breaths, Doug pulled himself away from her and helped her straighten back up. As she handed him some tissues from her purse she teased, “Then you might be up very late tonight cowboy, because I may not be able to control my naughty behavior this evening.” Giving him a sly little wink as she hit the elevator button she said, “I plan to keep those hands very busy tonight.” As they stood hand in hand as the elevator descended, Tracy knew without a shadow of a doubt that tonight would be just the beginning of what they would share in years to come.
About The Author
CHELSEA DORSETTE was born in Boston, Massachusetts and now calls Raleigh, North Carolina home. Her writing career began after college in the radio broadcasting industry as a copywriter. Some years later, she penned a handful of children’s short stories and then moved on to writing country music lyrics. Chelsea’s current love is writing erotica. Her collection of short stories, Escape, was published in 2013.
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