Hannah's Elevator Story

Peter had a very long day. He loved traveling on and staying in five-star hotels, but when it was for stuffy business conventions, the thirty-two year old wished that he didn't have to go. He had wanted to take in the sights earlier when he arrived in the city, but after tonight, he wanted nothing more than to sleep.

As he turned the corner towards the elevator, Peter looked up and went wide eyed as he saw the sight in front of him.

"C'mon! C'mon! C'mon!" The thirty year old blonde woman whispered harshly as she repeated pressed the up button, her cheeks pink as she stood on her bare tiptoes. The woman was completely naked, her plump ass pointed right at Peter as she had her bare back to him. "Please! I need to get back to my room before somebody - "

Peter cleared his throat before asking, "Are you okay, Ma'am?"

The woman stopped what she was doing, immediately freezing in place. After a few seconds, she slowly looked over her shoulder to see Peter, her face blazing as she donned a sheepish grin.

"Hi!" The woman said with a nervous chuckle as Peter stepped forward. "I was just, uh..."

Suddenly, a chime sounded off as Peter and the woman turned to see the elevator doors open.

"Of course. Now it opens." The woman muttered as she rolled her eyes, quickly stepping into the elevator as Peter followed, both pressing the button for the fifteenth floor.

As the doors closed and the elevator began to rise, the woman crossed her hands over her breasts and awkwardly stood next to the fully dressed man next to her. To Peter's credit, the man was doing his best to not stare at the blonde woman anymore than he had already; a task made much harder thanks to the reflective walls of the elevator.

And speaking of things being made much harder...

"So..." Peter said as he slowly moved his briefcase to hide his growing erection, attempting to make awkward small talk. "A little chilly tonight, isn't it?"

"Please don't."

"Sorry." Peter apologized. After a few seconds, the man cleared his throat again. "My name's Peter, by the way. I'm here on a company business trip. You?"

"Hannah." The woman replied, "Vacation with my soon-to-be Late younger twin sisters. And because I can only assume that it's your next question, why I'm naked is a very long, very embarrassing story."

Just as Peter opened his mouth to say something, the elevator jolted to a stop, the lights going out before the red emergency light came on.

Hannah reached out with one hand and began pressing every button on the panel before letting out a frustrated groan. "Of course! Of. Freaking. Course! Can anything go right for me tonight?!"

Placing a hand over her womanhood, Hannah placed her back up against the elevator wall, letting out a sigh as she turned to Peter. "Still wanna know how I ended up like this?" She muttered.

"I mean, you don't have to if it makes you embarrassed."

"No, it's fine." Hannah replied with a sigh. "I mean, yeah, I'm going to be embarrassed, but we gotta do something to pass the time until they fix this stupid thing."

"Point." Peter conceded.

Hannah slid down the wall and sat down on the floor, crossing her legs as she used both arms to cover her breasts. "Well, it all began this morning when Jade and Jasmine, my twenty-two year old younger twin sisters, checked us into our room..."