Elevator Shenanigans (Patreon)

Despite the length of this story I actually don't have much commentary to offer about it. I like how it came out and I hope you guys will too!

Los Angeles may not have been as famous for it's skyscrapers as New York but no matter where a company was in the United States being on a higher floor was a sign of power. So naturally being comfortable situated from the thirty eighth all the way up to the forty second floor of a fifty story building for more than a decade meant Apollo Industries was quite the heavy hitter. Although having branches dotted all across the country and the founding headquarters located in Chicago meant they'd be doing well regardless of where they're offices were in LA. Even with the recent shakeups in low and mid level personnel. But it did mean a constant stream of foot traffic as people left for lunch, went out on sale's calls, or simply came into and left work. More than once the elevators had stalled as a result of the sheer number of Apollo Industries employees riding them day in day out. At least on was in a constant state of maintenance as a result and the remaining three ended up being more crowded than ever because of it. And though the management would never admit it part of the work being done was the result of someone in charge deciding the sleek, wood and metal walls and mirrored ceiling weren't 'stylish' enough compared to the rest of the building.

Only during the doldrums of the day just after lunch and before many could justifiably sneak out early was the lobby and elevators relatively empty. It was the only time someone might be able to ride one completely alone and enjoy a few, solitary moments before returning to whatever very busy floor they worked on. Around two o'clock that person was a mid level manager brought in from another branch to oversee the transition. Mathias Sigurdson was hardly anyone's idea of a stereotypical business man. At six and a half feet tall with vibrant blonde hair, a thick but well trimmed beard, and strong imposing features he would have looked more at home on a movie set for an epic fantasy movie than wearing a three piece blue suit. Were he a more strict and demanding boss he might have been downright imposing but his laid back attitude and surprisingly quiet voice made him an instant favorite among his employees. More than a few of them were even trying to keep him around in a permanent position, though not exclusively because of his managerial style.

As he pressed the button for the forty second floor a voice rang out, “Hold the elevator!” 

Sliding a large hand across the half closed door before it could shut any further Mathias peered out to see who was approaching, “Hello Olivia.”

“Hello Mathias.”

He smiled at the branch's head of Human Resources as she stepped onto the elevator holding a thick stack of manila folders. To many Olivia Esposito was exactly what they expected Mathias to be: stern, serious, and a little demanding. But she was also one of the most reliable people in the building and more fair than anyone else in her position. Her sleek black hair had been tied into a tight bun behind her head and there wasn't an ounce of makeup spoiling the warm cocoa  of her face. A pair of soft green eyes did wonders to assuage the naturally intimidating look of her sharp nose and full but often pursed lips. The tight yet work appropriate white blouse hugging her large breasts had a similar disarming effect, much like the black pencil skirt seemingly painted onto her shapely waist and voluptuous buttocks. When paired with a pair of heels that made her calves pop anyone who didn't know her would almost certainly notice her beauty before anything else. Earlier in the day she'd rolled the sleeves of her top up past her elbows and it added a certain workplace allure to her natural charisma. In many ways she looked more like a Latin soap opera star than a worker in an office building. Or perhaps an actress playing one in the kind of television show where every single person on it was drop dead beautiful. Her relatively normal five and a half foot height was the only thing average about Olivia.

Wait up!” A second female voice called.

“Close the doors.” Olivia joked.

Mathias chuckled at her and held them open. Into the elevator stepped another employee of the forty second floor, albeit one with a slightly different air about her. Colette Tanaka was only only a temp but according to the rumor mill she was headed for a full time position by the end of the year. Being the youngest temp at Apollo Industries by a few years and younger than the other people in the elevator by almost a decade made that quite the accomplishment. Some of her more jealous critics cited her pixie cut black hair and her softly exotic, by the standards of their company at least, Japanese features. With a dash of blush and a dusting of eye shadow her already remarkable looks were subtly taken to another level. Standing just underneath five feet tall and always dressed in fashionable clothes more appropriate for executives than temporary office workers she certainly cut a striking figure as she made copies, filed paperwork, and did all other manner of menial tasks. She had a natural yet still curvaceous slenderness to her build that was enhanced by a sleeveless, tight blue dress that stopped just above her knees. The heels on her feet were similarly fashionable but still sensible for someone who spend most of her time standing. Her small but perky look was exemplified by her petite breasts, bubble but, and most importantly her exuberant personality. 

“Hi Mr. Sigurdson! Mrs. Esposito!”

“Hello Colette.” He said in a genial voice.

“Hello Ms. Tanaka. Are you going to the forty second floor?”

“Yep!”

“All right.” 

He pushed the button to close the doors and the elevator set off. As familiar as they all were with one another the ride was ride up was still completely silent. Though she was friends with Mathias Olivia was only an acquaintance with Colette which meant she had to adopt a completely professional demeanor. To lead by example if nothing else. Mathias was more familiar with Colette than his friend but only through work and the simple nature fact that being the busiest middle manager meant working closely with anyone and everyone who dealt with files and paperwork. Still he quite liked their bubbly little temp and almost certainly would have joked around with her had Olivia not been telling him this morning how his interactions were being perceived by other people in the company. Colette was well aware of those perceptions but most of the time it really didn't matter. Flirting with her boss was fun and she'd be lying if she pretended she hadn't developed a pretty big crush on him over the weeks. Too bad sharing a space with the head of Human Resources made it all but impossible to flirt without risking some sort of meeting on workplace etiquette.

“So . . .” Colette started as they neared the thirtieth floor, “You guys have any plans for the weekend?”

“Nothing to speak of no.” Olivia answered, a slightly melancholic tone in her voice.

“I might catch a movie.” Mathias said, sounding like he was speaking aloud.

“You two live a real rock star lifestyle.”

Olivia glanced sideways at Mathias and he grinned at Colette. Before any of them could say another word the elevator abruptly grinded to a halt. It shuddered for a moment as everyone inside braced themselves against the wall. The lights above them flickered a few times then completely died. Soon after a warm red glow suffused the enclosed space as the emergency light flitted on. For several tense seconds each of them held their breath and waited for any further movement. That soon stretched into a full minute as they all thought about every movie they'd ever seen, every news report they'd ever heard, and every article they'd ever read about elevator failure. Since he was right next to the panel Mathias hammered the emergency button and waited for a voice to come from the intercom above the numbered rows. Despite that slightly worrying development Olivia managed to let out a pent up breath and relax just a bit. Her companions subconsciously mirrored that reaction and the mood in the elevator shifted from outright panic to wary trepidation with a healthy dash of tenseness.

“Of course the intercom doesn't work.” Colette grumbled, “I guess it doesn't matter anyways.”

“How's that?” Mathias asked.

“Well what could they really say, 'Sorry the elevator's not working right! Just sit tight and we'll get it fixed for you'? I think we can guess all that.”

“Yeah that's true.”

“It won't take them long to fix it.” Olivia added, “This happened to me a few weeks ago. I was only stuck for ten minutes or so. It's not—” 

The lights flickered again for a second but remained dead, the temporary change interrupting her thought process. “Oh my God! I don't want to die a virgin!” Colette suddenly cried.

“What?”

“We're not going to die!” Olivia said in a commanding but reassuring tone.

Colette's eyes darted around the elevator for a moment as she clutched the railing in fear. Suddenly her posture relaxed and she grinned at her companions, “I know. I thought it'd be fun to say that when it might actually apply. I've never had the chance before!”

“I get that.” Mathias said with a chuckle. If she hadn't done something to lighten the mood he certainly would have.

Olivia shook her head and heaved a little sigh. A slightly tense silence followed their brief exchange and it continued to mount until Colette had to break it once more, “I'm not a virgin though.”

“Excuse me?"

“Congratulations.” Mathias grinned.

“You are very inappropriate.” Olivia remarked. She glanced at their boss as if silently asking what he was going to do about it.

“Hey I don't have any right to tell someone off for that.” He said, defensively raising his hands. “You remember last years Christmas party?”

The corners of Olivia's mouth twitched and fought hard not to smile. She absolutely remembered that party and the many, many meetings she'd been forced to have because of it, “You're right. It would be rather hypocritical.”

Colette grinned and clasped her arms behind her back. She looked around the elevator for a moment and said, “You know, with how often these keep breaking down I bet a lot of people are having sex in these elevators.”

Olivia's cheeks darkened at such a frank statement while Mathias did his best not to laugh. They glanced at one another for a split second, both of them very much aware of how accurate Colette's notion was. Unfortunately their perceptive companion didn't miss the quick exchange and she was definitely not the kind of person to let such a thing go. Especially in the relative privacy of a stopped elevator when there was nobody else to hear or judge them.

“You guys have done it in an elevator haven't you?” She asked with open delight.

“That's not an appropriate topic of conversation for work.” Olivia replied just a bit too quickly.

Mathias stifled a laugh and Colette continued her line of thought, “Hmmm well now I'm jealous. I've always wanted to do it in an elevator.”

“Why?” Olivia wondered.

“I'm sure you'll get your chance.” Mathias said, “Just keeping working in this building.”

“Yeah I'm sure!” Colette laughed. She paused to and looked around the elevator in a very deliberate, almost purposefully attention grabbing way. Olivia realized what was going through her head a split second before she boldy asked, “What about right now?”

“Huh?” 

“Are you actually suggesting what I think you're suggesting?”

“Why not? You two've already done it.”

“We have not—”

“That was just the two of us.” Mathias interrupted, too caught off guard by the brazen words of his employee to try and keep up the charade.

“So what's the big deal about adding a third?

“Well besides the fact that you work for me?”

“On the forty second floor I do.” She replied, “But we're not on the forty second floor. Right now we're just three people stuck in an elevator. Three people who might die.”

Olivia threw Mathias a quick look, her face almost breaking into a smile. He'd given her a very similar speech after they'd gotten stuck. Of course they were already in a sexual relationship. He did his best not to give that away to their very perceptive and apparently very open coworker. 

“That still doesn't mean—”

“Let's try it.” Olivia interjected.

Suddenly it was Mathias' turn to look at her, his surprised expression mirrored on Colette's face. “Hang on, are you serious?”

“Weren't you?” She asked.

“Well yeah but I didn't think you'd go for it! I kinda assumed Mr. Sigurdson would give in later and I could . . . you know . . .”

“Have sex with him alone?”

“Something like that yeah. But if you're up for it then so I am!”

“And what about me?” Mathias asked, “Both of you seem to be operating under the assumption that I'm okay with it.”

“Are you actually going to turn us down?” Olivia asked with a smile.

Colette looked at him with a similar grin and Mathias heaved a dramatic sigh as if he was weighing his options, “No I'm not. But I do want it on record that this is pretty strange. Especially for you Liv.”

“Liv?”

“So you think Matty. But you should know by now I'm not as prudish as people assume.”

“Matty?”

“I guess not.” A short silence passed between them and Mathias asked, “How do we start?”

“Don't look at me.” Olivia grinned, “I've never done this before.”

“Well it's not rocket science!” Colette remarked, “I think we've all got a handle on the basics!”

As if to demonstrate her point she reached back and unzipped her dress. Sliding her arms into and letting it fall like a skirt around her legs she quickly unclasped her bra and let it drop to the floor. In the warm red emergency lights her perky breasts and small, pert nipples took on a unexpectedly romantic glow. She offered them a slightly embarrassed smile, part of her mind realizing she'd just flashed her boss and the head of human resources. If Olivia hadn't followed suit a few seconds later Colette probably would have covered herself up. Thankfully her buxom companion set her files down and unbuttoned her blouse with a similar although somehow more dignified haste. When surprisingly alluring cleavage was exposed she unfastened the clasp on the front of her bra and her bountiful breasts practically sprang out of confinement. Her large brown nipples slowly stiffened in the cool air. Mathias watched the whole thing with an amazed look on his face. His eyes darted between each woman's drastically different yet undeniably beautiful chests. He slowly removed his coat and loosened his tie not long after they both finished and turned towards him.

“Right . . .” He said, swallowing nervously a few times.

Olivia and Colette smiled at one another. In a different world they'd probably start kissing and let him jump in where appropriate. Or just drag him in if he could manage. But since they weren't exactly interested in other women enough to do that their focus was entirely on Mathias and he knew it. With one woman it would be easy enough for him to step forward, kiss her, and simply let things run from there. Having a second person to contend with meant all his regular moves would only leave someone out in the cold. Amusingly enough Colette and Olivia had their own intentions for him and they just so happened to line up perfectly. Since the latter already had a sexual relationship with him she didn't really hesitate to sink to her knees and unzip his slacks. There was a little bit of trepidation in her movements until her companion made her move as well. Given that it was her first time doing anything besides flirt with her boss Colette decided to go with a tried and true tactic. Throwing her arms around his shoulders and pulling him lower she stood on the tips of her toes and kissed him. He immediately returned the gesture, relief flooding through his body as the burden of taking charge was removed entirely. When he reached out to cup her face she intercepted one of his hands and brought it to her naked chest. Her tongue pushed into his mouth a moment before his fingers found her tit. His hand was big enough to cover the entirety of her smallish breast and then some, which only made her shudder in delight. The difference in their size really enhanced what was otherwise a minor age difference. When combined with his beard she could close her eyes and imagine she was being groped by one of her sexy high school teachers.

Partially squeezed between the two of them Olivia couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Mathias was a pretty good kisser and were she not already halfway through pulling out his cock she might have stopped to get a taste for herself before continuing. But once his modestly sized dick was free and beginning to swell in her hands she was happy with her more direct choice. Compared to his build and height Mathias' penis always looked a bit undersized but that perspective never held true he was inside her. In reality he was well above average in both length and girth but the rest of him was just too massive for that to come across. Until she wrapped her lips around his pulsing head and reminded herself how big he was. Though she didn't exactly have to strain to fit him he still managed to fill up her mouth and strain the walls of her throat well before she was near the base of his cock. Already she was starting to gag and convulse a little but such pitfalls were inevitably when going down on a man like him. In fast much of it was so naturally after all the flings she'd enjoyed with him her mind was free to wander while she bobbed along his length. So naturally it latched onto just how crazy her current situation was. When she decided to be more spontaneous Olivia had no idea that would result in a spur of the moment threesome with Mathias and Colette. She could barely wrap her head around how they'd gotten there let alone the fact that she'd been more or less the catalyst for the whole thing. It was all so . . . deliciously abrupt.

Colette was thinking almost the exact same thing as she ran her fingers through his hair. It was hard to believe her gamble had paid off so easily. Hearing Olivia sucking his cock while he played with her tits and kissed her so passionately was like something out of a wild fantasy. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like she was going to pass out and the butterflies perpetually in her stomach when she was around him had, at some point, migrated to her head. She was finding it increasingly harder to think about anything except what part of him she wanted to enjoy next. The longer her counterpart remained on his dick the harder it was for her to think about anything else. Eventually she even had to break off the kiss and look down for a moment just to soak it all in. Delighted by his apparent size and the prospect of finally fucking him Colette's entire body shivered with excitement. She grinned at Mathias and pulled her panties down with one hand. He looked at her with a comically confused expression. Choosing to answer in the most direct way possible she pulled his hand from her face and brought it down between her legs.

“Since I can't ride you with Liv in the way . . .” She murmured, “Why don't you get me nice and wet until then?”

As his fingers touched her outer lips and she sucked in a ragged breath Mathias jokingly responded, “It doesn't seem like I need to do much.”

“There's no harm in giving it a try!”

Down below Olivia had reached the base of his cock and she looked up in time to watch him start slowly rubbing Colette's pussy. Her lips curled into a smile despite the tears forming in the corner of her eyes. Along with kissing she knew better than most how good Mathias was at foreplay. He could do more with his fingers than many men could with their entire body. Already her companion was starting to feel that as he skillfully rubbed her clit and much of her soft, plump lips. While the angle of her body prevented him from seeing much of anything except Colette's flushed, panting face Olivia had a perfect view of those juicy folds already dripping with arousal and the curly thicket of black hair sitting atop her slit and running along either side. If she'd been even a bit more sexually interested in women the sight of such an appealing cunt so close to her would driven her wild. As it was she was more turned on by the fact that she was blowing the man doing the rubbing than by the pussy itself. Her eyes closed and she let the wet, sticky sounds of a slit being rubbed filled her ears while she pulled back. After pausing just long enough to catch her breath Olivia cupped his sack with one hand and groped her tits with the other. She slid back down his prick in a single, smooth motion while Colette started audibly whimpering.

Almost like an unspoken agreement all three of them more or less accepted that full blown, ball slapping sex was probably out of the question. As badly as they all wanted to enjoy such a thing. No matter how turned on they were none of them could quite commit to such a risky move when the odds of them being caught increased with every passing second. Pulling a few fingers out of a pussy or a cock out of mouth was easier to hide than sweaty, grunting sex. Particularly with two women both vying for attention and a cramped space that'd force some creative thinking. That didn't mean they couldn't fantasize about it of course. Colette in particular was having trouble thinking about anything else. Thoughts of mounting the railing so he could mount her flickered through equally strong desires to shove her competitor away and slide onto his dick before he could make her cum with his fingers. It would've been significantly easier for Olivia to do something similar and the thought crossed her mind damn near every time she tasted some of his precum or felt a rivulet of her own juices glide across her bare legs. More often than not those sudden and powerful desires resulted in both women enjoying what they could with even more gusto. Colette would all but force Mathias' fingers as deep as possible into her pussy while Olivia would swallow his entire cock and hold herself there like she was trying to choke herself unconscious.

To both Mathias and Olivia's surprise he wasn't the first to cum after a few minutes. If there was one sex act that drained his stamina faster than anything else it was a blowjob. Often times she wouldn't have to go down on him longer than a minute and he'd be ready to burst. It was a point of pride for her and a slightly embarrassing fact of life for him. Yet to their amazement Colette was the first to hit the release they were all striving for. The combination of doing such a tawdry thing with her crush, who was also her boss, with another woman, who was also the last person she expected to be in a threesome with, did wonders for her already hyperactive libido. 

With seemingly no warning that Olivia could spot and very little that Mathias felt she started gasping and shaking like she was possessed. Her eyes rolled back in her head and a string of syllables and disconnected words spilled out of her mouth. Much like the fluids seeping from her pussy in quantities copious enough to soak her legs and much of his arm in just a few moments. She was forced to grab onto his arm with both hands, a move that let her feel his muscular bicep and added a delicious extra layer of pleasure to her already overloaded mind. Almost by accident the orgasmic contractions squeezing his fingers so tight also served to push them out of her pussy. Their exit was aided by her madcap quivering until his digits were completely free. And like a cork popping out of a champagne bottle the moment they were gone juices flowed out of her faster than ever. Even while the tumultuous waves of pleasure quickly started to simmer down.

While some women liked to keep going throughout and directly after their climax Colette simply couldn't handle the stimulation to her sensitive pussy. As much as she might have wanted to slide his fingers back inside she just could manage it. At that moment in time she was having a hard time staying upright at all. When she eventually sank to her knees in a puddle of her own juices she looked up at Mathias with a breathy smile. The loud slurping noise that followed her departure from his talented hand pulled her attention to the side. Seeing an opportunity open up Olivia pulled herself off his cock and rose to her feet. Hiking up her skirt and tugging down her panties she wriggled into the spot her companion had just occupied. Her noticeably clean shaven and youthful looking pussy stood at odds with her otherwise mature body, but only in a way that made most men salivate. Her outer lips were still pressed together despite how turned on she was and the soft pink skin between them was barely visible even after he pushed a digit inside. 

Being fingered by the same hand that'd just pleasured another woman was about the naughtiest thing she'd ever done, aside from the threesome they were all still enjoying, and it was about the closest thing to a lesbian experience she felt comfortable engaging in. The idea was still hot enough to make both Colette and Mathias shiver the moment his middle finger dipped into her waiting pussy. She let it glide nice and deep inside, her inner walls clamping down around it while she braced herself as best she could for him to start moving. Not one to be outdone Colette seized a similar opportunity and hurriedly crawled towards his unoccupied dick. For a moment she was tempted to wipe away the spit but after a moment of reflection she enveloped his shaft. Without stopping she moved all the way down the base where her fingers gently squeezed his member and lightly rubbed against his sack. Her eyes watched Mathias' face for a moment or two until his subtly shifting hand caught her gaze.

Olivia winced a little when his ring finger slid into her pussy. The discomfort was mild enough to fade the moment he brought that second digit against her g-spot. As soon as a steady rhythm was established she forgot all about the unpleasantness to settle into the waxing and waning pleasure flooding her body. He really knew how to make her squirm and unless it was her imagination his movements were notably faster than usual. Possibly as a result of the cute girl sucking on his cock but she couldn't really say for certain. Not that she devoted all that much thought to it. Much of her focus was on steadily grinding her hips back and forth against his large hand in time with his shifting fingers. If she moved just right she was able to press her clit against the flat of his palm and send a jolt of ecstasy straight up her spine. The resulting quiver that coursed through her pussy invariably made him shudder which directly affected the pulsing of his cock as Colette tended to it. None of them really acknowledged the chain reaction spreading through them but the more often it occurred the more often they sought it out. Soon the lascivious young woman who'd kicked off the entire escapade was returning the favor, each time she pulled back her tongue would dance across the head of Mathias' dick in a way that made his whole body tense. When that sudden reaction reached his fingers they would curl more forcibly than ever against Olivia's sensitive spots and lift her to the tips of her toes. The whole cycle would repeat itself in reverse moments later when the sudden burst of pleasure caused by his response made it's way back from her extremities to her stuffed pussy.

For her part Colette' was enthusiastically sucking Mathias' shaft, her almost frantic and exuberant technique standing as a perfect contrast to the smoother motions Olivia had employed. While not strictly speaking worse her style was far more instinctive and passionate. She relied almost entirely on the urges flooding through her body. This meant a tangible increase when she put her free hand to use against her still quivering pussy. The echoes of her climax were still sharp enough to send an almost painful surge of pleasure through her the first time she touched her clit. The sharpest edges of that waning ecstasy were smoothed over soon after and she settled into a comfortable rhythm of playing with herself and slobbering over her boss' cock as if she was trying to win an award for messiest oral sex. Both she and Olivia were moving so hungrily against him Mathias was more like a toy caught between them than an active participant. Aside from continuing to move his fingers in every way he knew would make his on again off again lover squeal just about the only thing he could manage was thrusting his hips forward every so often. Not that he had any issue with his current situation. Quite the opposite in fact, being with two strong women who knew exactly what they wanted was a massive turn on and oddly liberating in a way. He was free to settle into the sights and sounds of their enclosed, sex filled elevator. But no matter how 'relaxed' he was there was no hiding the telltale gasps and full body shivers overtaking Olivia as time wore on. As something of an expert on her climaxes he could predict almost down to the second when she would give the same, endearingly frantic warning that she always did.

“Ohhhhhhh!” She moaned.

Fluids practically gushed out of her pussy as she grinded against Mathias' fingers faster than ever. Her grip on his arm tightened so dramatically it was his turn to wince, although some of that could be attributed to Colette's blowjob. He turned to look at his friend and occasional lover as if to saying something but she cut him off before he could. Pressing her lips against him as tightly as she could Olivia whimpered into the kiss while a climax washed over her. Waves of pleasure rolled through her body and nearly every inch of her quivered uncontrollably. Her soft tits enveloped his arm and her nails dug into his skin. Since he was both the cause of her ecstasy and just about the only thing to hold onto during it for an all too brief moment Mathias made up her entire world. His fingers continued to work their magic inside her trembling pussy and soon she was unable to maintain their kiss without fainting from lack of oxygen. Pressing her forehead against his she let out a series of grunts, moans, and whimpers that sounded more like cries of pain than any sort of pleasure. Without the other markers like a steady torrent of juices seeping out of slit at every second and the sight of her half naked body trembling like mad one could be forgiven for thinking she was quite distressed. In a way she almost was, it'd be a few weeks since the last time she'd cum and that already powerful release was only enhanced by their location and the simple presence of Colette. When she looked down to see the young woman's mouth still firmly wrapped around Mathias' cock and her eyes watching the spectacle above with blatant arousal Olivia felt like the dirtiest woman in the whole world. And she could believe how much she loved it.

Subconsciously or otherwise seeing such a spectacle unfold right in front of her spurred Colette to rub her own pussy faster than ever. It might not have been her first threesome but it was definitely the first one she'd enjoyed with coworkers. Watching the usually frumpy and serious head of HR practically squirt all over her boss' fingers made the whole affair infinitely better. To such a degree she barely noticed the subtle yet building signs of Mathias' orgasm. She certainly felt his cock throbbing harder than ever in her throat and the hand playing with his weighty sack definitely noticed a certain tightness overcome them. But the pleasure surging out from her clit as she teased it with two fingers overshadowed just about everything else. At least in regards to her senses. When it came to her basic sexual instincts she was bobbing faster than ever along his dick. Spit and precum dripped from the corners of her mouth and her small, perky tits were glistening with that tawdry mixture. Were it not for Olivia's incredibly vocal appreciation for Mathias' fingers the elevator would've been filled with the sound of Colette's enthusiastic and increasingly sloppy blowjob. She finally realized how much her eager movements were affecting him when his free hand suddenly jumped to her head. Though he didn't grab her hair quite as hard as she expected the fact that he did it all was telling enough. A pronounced shudder coursed through her as she realized what was going to happen. In a snap decision she elected to remained glued to his shaft until he came. After fantasizing almost daily about what his cum tasted like it would be foolish not to take what could be her only chance to find out.

“I'm cumming!” Mathias finally groaned.

Holding the base of his cock with both hands Colette offered a noisy slurp in response. Her eyes shut and she gave an anticipatory smile around his dick. Olivia was coming down from her own high just enough to register what was going on and watch despite a notable haze clouding her senses. She watched her companion slowly bull back until more than half his dick was free of her mouth. A small part of her felt the slightest twinge of jealousy while a much larger part was grateful she wasn't in Colette's place. There wouldn't be anywhere to spit Mathias cum and swallowing it simply wasn't an option for Olivia. Luckily for him that was exactly what their saucy little temp wanted. With the head of Mathias' shaft perched on her tongue she was in a prime position to catch that first, gooey load as it erupted out. She let it swirl around in her mouth for a few moments so she could savor the unexpectedly sweet flavor of his semen. Another jet quickly followed the first and she was delighted to feel his cock swelling against her lips and fingers while her mouth was flooded by spunk. She couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of it soon after, both the taste and volume all but forcing her to. Not that it was even remotely difficult for her to gulp down every last drop he could give. Under different circumstances she probably would've let some dribble onto her skin. Men loved seeing their cum on her body and it was unlikely Mathias was any exception. Even if his focus was being pulled in two separate directions by the beautiful women around him.

Some fifteen seconds later he was utterly spent and Colette was left with the pungent aftertaste of cum she adored so much. Wanting to make sure there wasn't anything left to taste she kept sucking his cock for another minute or so until she was completely satisfied. To his credit Mathias' remained surprisingly stiff despite how sensitive the tip of his shaft was so soon after an orgasm. As soon as his lover pulled away his manhood started to shrink. He looked at his companions and offered a slightly embarrassed smile, correctly assuming they weren't quite finished. Olivia gave him a reassuring kiss while Colette stood up and wiped her chin. She flashed him a wink as she did so and he softly chuckled. They all looked at one another as things started to settle and their half naked bodies remained exposed in the strangely romantic red glow. There was no telling what would've happened next had the regular lights not flickered back on.The elevator suddenly lurched back to life not long afterwards and all three of them had to scramble for their clothes in the brief moments before it reached the next floor and presumably opened. 

“Oh crap!” Olivia swore.

“Those are my panties!” Colette exclaimed.

“Really I thought they were mine?” Mathias joked.

“Have either of you seen my—no wait, here they are!”

“Do you think anyone will notice?”

“Do you think anyone will care?”

“Oh you have no idea how much the temps gossip!”

“Does that include you?”

“Sometimes! I won't gossip about this though. Not in the office anyways . . .”

“Good!  The last thing any of us need is rumors hanging above us while we work.”

“I agree. I think the doors opening.” Mathias leaned against the railing and folded his arms like nothing happened.

“All right. As far as anyone knows we were just sitting around waiting.” Olivia said, smoothing out her blouse and clutching her paperwork.

“Yeah . . . but we know the truth . . .” Colette added, casting a sidelong glance at her coworkers. Both of them smiled at her words until the doors opened.

A crowd of employees, maintenance workers, and assorted building personnel were waiting to greet them. Almost immediate they were split up by different clusters vying for their attention. For all the fuss everyone else made none of the actual people involved with the supposedly terrifying incident cared all that much about what had happened. Of course they were significantly more relaxed than they should've been. Before any of them knew it Colette, Olivia, and Mathias were back at their desks. Though offered the rest of the day off none of them bothered to take it. Going home an extra hour and a half early hardly made much of a difference on a Thursday. They might as well stay and run out the clock thinking about their secret tryst in the elevator. When five o'clock arrived none of them had so much as looked over a single spreadsheet, signed a form, or even opened the packets on their desk. Mathias was halfway through attempting to read the first paragraphs of a memo for the hundredth time when he was stopped by a knock on his office door.

“Come in.” He said absentmindedly.

“Hello sir!” Colette greeted from the doorway, “Did they offer you the rest of the day off?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too. They gave the option to Olivia as well.”

“That makes sense. It's an easy way for te company and building owners to apologize.”

“Yeah.” She stepped into the room and Olivia followed her a moment later. 

“I asked them for tomorrow off instead.” Olivia casually remarked. “They agreed to it.”

“Oh that's awesome!” Mathias grinned, starting to wonder why that information needed to be relayed by both of them.

“It is isn't it?” Colette smiled, “So I thought the three of us could get together. Maybe celebrate our near death experience.”

Mathias laughed and looked at both women, surprised but thrilled by such a transparent offer, “I guess it was pretty traumatic wasn't it?”

“Very. We'll have to console ourselves with a nice meal and plenty of drinks.” Olivia said.

“To start.” Colette added.

“I can find the time for that. When did you want to meet?”

“Well we should make the most of our day and start off bright and early. Maye around eight?”

“All right. We'd better pick somewhere in the middle of where we live then.”

“Why? We'll all be leaving from the same place.”

“We . . . ohhhhh!” Mathias smiled at them and his heart skipped a beat as they returned his grin, “Let's get going!”

“Hell yeah!” Colette exclaimed, “But if anyone asks we're very traumatized by the whole experience.”

“Yes and make sure to look the part on the way out!” Olivia chuckled.