Old traditions

Eventually, the driver heads off and Peter hits the lift butten. I let out a gasp as we wait, fealing his hands wrapping tightly around me as we wait. I let out a sheepish giggle, naked before the world, as several of my neibhours pass by. U let out a moan, feeling him tightly holding onto me... a hand around my waist, the other cupping my left breast. I manae to relax against him, and I find myself giggling as he kissed me on the neck.

When the lift finnaly arivies and the doors open, we enter the lift together, and I push for my floor, I remedied myself, given what just happened. I moan, stuck in the lift with Peter, my once again boyfriend, as the door starts to close, I hear him whisper to me "We dated a while back, though it looks like the flame never did die out. I wonder if you're as open to experimenting with other guys as you were during our college days; We broke up more from distance, don't forget. You didn't mind when my mates came to join in back then, did you?"

He paused then, and as I looked at his face, I saw my once again boyfriend smile. It's an amused look, though we fell into silence, amused at happy in each other's presence. "I guess some things never change." I manage with a smirk, giglging softly at the omission.

We shared the look until the door opened to my floor, and we pushed each other along, side by side as we left the lift. As I got to the door, my boyfriend puts his hand on my shoulder, speaking up then. "Wait, we need to christen this door properly . .. Common, spread it and lean against the door. let us pound you on it . . just like we used to in old times"

I hear myself giggle at him, my naked body reacting almost institutively to the suggestion. "Common, you want to receive that old tradition now?", I said with a smile. He nodded back and me, before grabbing my arms and gently spreading them to either side of the door. Maybe its the alochol talking, but I find myself more inrqued then suprised at the suggestion, as I played along with it, not caring anyomore why I may not want to be claimed by him.... again, thouigh his time before my new condo.

I pause and find spread my legs quickly apart. He pulls me on my waist, and I have to lean forward against the door frame, bending over at the waist to keep from overbalancing. I moan, looking behind me, and from the erotic looks aimed at my naked body, it's obvious what he intended to do with, or shall I say... to me?