03-12-2021, 03:32 PM
While he was dragging me to the elevators, I distinctly remember his hand grabbing my butt. At that time, I did not see any harm in that. After all the guy left his game for me. I remember vision of Peter pressing the elevator button which were in a remote location. We had to wait for the elevators.
Next thing I remember was that my head was buried in Peter's chest and my eyes were closed. I was in front of him, with every inch on my body touching his body. He was holding me with both hands massaging my back and occasionally my butts. I was feeling his erect cock touching my stomach through my sari . My both hands were over his shoulders, behind his head. I felt my pussy was getting wet.
I am not sure when the elevator door opened or who came out because my head was buried in his chest and he was holding and massaging my buttocks. I can not tell you if any one saw us in that state or if anyone came out of the elevators but I remember that we were alone in the elevator when the doors were closing.
I had a feeling that till I go back to my husband, I would be at the mercy of this guy who I just do not like. And I was correct. The minute, elevator moved, Peter made me stand up by the side of the elevator so that his hands were free. Heimmediately started grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples through my thin blouse. Well, I
did not protest. After all the guy left his game for me.
Then he got encouraged and decided to unbutton two top buttons of my blouse so that he can look at my milky white globes. Once he half opened my blouse, he has clear view of my half domes popping out of black lace bra. I could feel his cock on my stomach.
Being a faithful Indian wife, I protested: "Peter please, don't do this"
He responded by opening rest of the buttons of my blouse. Now my bra covered melons were fully exposed except that his hands were covering them.
Although my pussy was wet and I was strangely excited, I became a little concerned. Inside the elevator it was probably OK but what if someone comes in the elevator?
And exactly same thing happened. Suddenly elevator stopped, door opened, and I saw two men standing outside. I immediately clung to Peter so that my nudity would be covered by Peter's chest and hoping that no one would notice that he had my blouse fully open in the front. I had to stay clung to this guy that I hate for next few floors, all the time he was holding me by my buttocks and showing me of to other two men. All
three males in the elevators were smiling and exchanging glances.
Next thing I remember was that my head was buried in Peter's chest and my eyes were closed. I was in front of him, with every inch on my body touching his body. He was holding me with both hands massaging my back and occasionally my butts. I was feeling his erect cock touching my stomach through my sari . My both hands were over his shoulders, behind his head. I felt my pussy was getting wet.
I am not sure when the elevator door opened or who came out because my head was buried in his chest and he was holding and massaging my buttocks. I can not tell you if any one saw us in that state or if anyone came out of the elevators but I remember that we were alone in the elevator when the doors were closing.
I had a feeling that till I go back to my husband, I would be at the mercy of this guy who I just do not like. And I was correct. The minute, elevator moved, Peter made me stand up by the side of the elevator so that his hands were free. Heimmediately started grabbing my breasts and pinching my nipples through my thin blouse. Well, I
did not protest. After all the guy left his game for me.
Then he got encouraged and decided to unbutton two top buttons of my blouse so that he can look at my milky white globes. Once he half opened my blouse, he has clear view of my half domes popping out of black lace bra. I could feel his cock on my stomach.
Being a faithful Indian wife, I protested: "Peter please, don't do this"
He responded by opening rest of the buttons of my blouse. Now my bra covered melons were fully exposed except that his hands were covering them.
Although my pussy was wet and I was strangely excited, I became a little concerned. Inside the elevator it was probably OK but what if someone comes in the elevator?
And exactly same thing happened. Suddenly elevator stopped, door opened, and I saw two men standing outside. I immediately clung to Peter so that my nudity would be covered by Peter's chest and hoping that no one would notice that he had my blouse fully open in the front. I had to stay clung to this guy that I hate for next few floors, all the time he was holding me by my buttocks and showing me of to other two men. All
three males in the elevators were smiling and exchanging glances.
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