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Subject: {Dulcinea} Repost : One of those Days


 One of Those Days?
by Dulcinea



It was going to be one of those days.....

Adam had to hurry through lunch, knowing that the afternoon would
be a busy one.  Mentally revieiwing his list of things he needed
to do today, he almost missed her. 

She was sitting at the counter of the restaurant, reading a
magazine and drinking coffee.  Full figured, pretty, she seemed 
oblivious to the world around her, her focus on whatever she was
reading. Nicely shaped long legs peeked out from under her long
sweater, the knit stirrup pants fitting snug around her calves.
But what caught his attention was the way she arched her foot,
the shiny black pump dangling enticingly from her stocking
covered toes.

Slowly, the shoe swung back and forth, her toes wiggling, the
smooth curve of her foot visible, then hidden by the shoe.  Adam
realized he was staring, and he forced himself to look back at
his plate.  But all too soon his eyes drifted back to the
dangling shoe, his lunch forgotten.

"How was the sandwich, Tami?"  The waitress asked, clearing away
the woman's plate.

The magazine lowered, a smile crossing her face.  "Pretty good."
She answered, gathering her personal effects together, preparing
to leave. "See you tomorrow."  The waitress answered.

The woman, Tami, turned on the chair, sliding off the seat and
heading for the door.  For the briefest of moments , Adam
wondered if he should follow her, then thought better of it.  He
finished his lunch and left.

Running across the street, he ducked into the main entrance of an
office builidng, fighting his way back to the bank of elevators.
A small crowd was already gathered, waiting for the next
available car.  He sighed, falling in behind them.

The crowd surged forward as the doors open, everyone trying to
squeeze in around the people exiting the car.  Knowing he had to
go to the 23rd floor, Adam forced his way back into the corner of
the car, then turned to face the doors.  That's when he saw her.
The same woman from the restaurant, pushing through the crowded
elevator, back towards his corner.  She smiled politely, standing
in front of him, turning back to the front of the car.  More and
more people pressed into the car, forcing everyone to shuffle
closer together.

Adam tried not breath as the crowd pushed her back against him,
her soft curves against his body, the smell of her perfume in his
nose. His cock twitched, and despite his best efforts, he could
feel himself growing hard.  She turned, looking him in the eyes,
smiling.  "Sorry."  She said. "The crowd...."

He nodded.  "No problem."

Tami smiled, feeling his hard cock press into her hip.  She
squirmed a little more than she needed, then turned to face him.
"Maybe we should introduce ourselves..."

"Adam."

"Tami."  She smiled again, bending her knee slightly so her leg
slid between his.  She'd seen him in the restaurant, and she was
flattered by his attention.  With a  whoosh, the elevator doors
closed behind them. "Finally!"  She said.

"Uh... yeah."  His cock continued to grow, pressing insistently
against her thigh.  Adam could feel the weight of her breasts
against his chest through her open coat, and he resisited the
temptation to reach up and cup them, to squeeze them.  She would
turn back around any moment.  She would....  "What are you
doing?" He asked.

Her hand had slid down his body, rubbing the hard bulge through
his slacks.  He started at her touch.  "Oh, Sorry."  She said, a hint
of laughter in her voice.  "Do you want me to stop?"

"No!"  The elevator stopped on the first floor, a couple of
people stepping off and someone elese jumping on. He took a
chance, letting his hand carress her breast.  She didn't object.
"This could be a long trip to the top." He said.

"I'm counting on it."  She answered.  Her fingers caught the
zipper on his slacks, tugging it down, then slipping through the
material to touch his bare cock.  He almost jumped out of his
skin, not beleiving this was happening to him.  "So, do you eat
at the cafe often?" She asked pleasantly.

"Uh.. yeah."  Her fingers were rubbing the precum around the tip
of his cock, making it hard for him to concentrate.  "And you?"

"Oh, often enough."  Her eyes widened as he teased her nipples
through her sweater, his other hand sliding down to rub her pussy
through her pants. The thin knit let him feel the contours of her
vagina easily.  "And what floor are you heading for?"  She asked,
her voice neutral.

"The 23rd."  He took a deep breath, stifling a moan.  "You?"

"The 24th."  She offered a smile to the man next to them, who
suddenly seemed interested in their conversation.  "Having a good
day?"  She asked him.

The man looked at them both, his eyes glancing down.  "Not as
good a day as you two seem to be having."  He responded, then
looked forward.  Adam and Tami giggled, turned on by the
audience.  If their neighbor continued to sneak peeks, they
didn't notice.

"That was the 19th. floor."  He said after a bit.  They had been
silent, their hands busy.  "Maybe we should duck off on the
20th."

She looked around at the thinned out crowd on the car.  "Maybe."
She answered.

Putting themselves back together, they ducked off the elevator,
laughing at the couple of odd looks they received.  Watching how
the people dispersed from the elevator, they stumbled down the
hall way, until they came to an office with the door open.  "In
here."  She whispered, pulling him after her. Locking the door,
she turned to face him.  Let's hope whoever belongs in this
office has a long lunch today."

He grabbed her, pushing her against the desk, hands in her
waistband. Fumbling in her purse, she produced a condom, opening
it as he helped her out of her pants.  She was ready as he freed
his erection, sliding the rubber over the swollen head, rolling
it back down to the base of his cock.

With little ceremony, he plunged into her, his cock sliding
easily between her well lubricated pussy lips.  She groaned
happily, bringing her legs up to wrap around his waist.  His
hands slid up under Tami's shirt, pushing it up over her breasts,
manipulating the bra cups to reveal her hard nipples. Lowering
his head, his mouth fastened around the prize he'd uncovered,
sucking contentedly.

Arching her back, she came, raising her hand to her mouth to
muffle her cries.  WIth a moan to match hers, he shoved his cock
as deep into her pulsating canal as he could, climaxing along
with her.

Pulling out of her, Adam dropped to his knees and licked the
sweet juice from her pussy, cleaning her with his tongue.  She
returned the favor, removing the used condom and dropping it into
the trash, cleaning his semi-erect cock while he groaned happily.

Dressing quickly, the ducked out of the office, passing the
proper occupant as the walked down the hall.  "We got lost."  She
said, answering the man's quizical look.  Adam grabbed her hand
and pulled her towards the elevator.

He stepped off on the 23rd floor, waving good bye as the door
closed. Tomorrow, he would have lunch at the cafe again.  Today
hadn't been such a bad day after all.



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