Disclaimer: This did not happen. Fantasy is legal.
Codes: MF, Oral
Going Down
"You know what's odd?" Rita said, glancing up from her phone to the reflection of the elevator's polished doors. Her voice echoed in the confined space, bouncing off the gleaming chrome and the mirrored walls that stretched from floor to ceiling. "I've never been in an elevator alone with a complete stranger and just talked." She flashed a smile at the man standing a respectful distance away, his eyes fixed on the floor numbers as they descended.
The tall, muscular man looked up, his gaze meeting hers in the reflection. "I guess it's not considered socially acceptable to do that." he said with a hint of amusement in his voice. "Particularly in London, where people are so busy, so consumed with their own lives that they don't have time to just stop and talk."
Rita nodded, tucking a stray lock of dyed blonde hair behind her ear. "Exactly. It's like everyone's racing to nowhere, you know?" she sighed, putting her phone back in her pocket. She took a good look at the man, noticing the way his biceps flexed under his tailored shirt as he leaned against the handrail. "But you seem pretty comfortable with it. What's your secret?"
"I work in sales, so I have to be able to talk. To anyone." he grinned, revealing a perfect set of teeth.
The elevator lurched to a sudden stop, sending Rita's heart racing. The lights flickered, and an alarm blared briefly before the emergency lights kicked in, casting a soft white glow over the enclosed space. The man looked at her, his eyes filled with concern. "Shit. Looks like the lift is stuck," he said, his voice steady.
"What do we do now?" Rita's voice was tinged with panic.
The man, unfazed, took out his phone. "We'll call for help." He tapped the screen a few times before frowning. "No signal. We must be stuck between floors."
Rita felt her heart pound against her ribcage. "Okay, stay calm. Maybe there's an emergency button." She scanned the elevator's control panel and found it, pressing it firmly. The button stuck and the speaker crackled to life with a muffled response.
"Hello? We're stuck in the elevator!" she called into the speaker, her voice trembling.
The man's hand came down to cover hers. "Take it easy. It'll be okay." He leaned closer to the speaker. "Can you hear me? We need some assistance, please. We're between floors in elevator twelve."
The voice on the other end was faint but reassuring. "Yes, I can hear you. There has been a power outage across the area, and it's affected the elevators. We're working on it. Please remain calm. You should have emergency lighting and air. You're safe. We'll have you out as soon as possible."
"How long do you think that's going to be?" the man asked, his grip on the emergency button lingering a moment longer before he pulled away.
The voice from the speaker was apologetic but firm. "I can't give an exact timeframe, but we're working as quickly as we can."
Rita leaned back against the wall, her knees feeling suddenly weak. "Great. Trapped in an elevator with no idea when we're getting out. What a perfect end to a perfect day." She let out a shaky laugh.
"We'll be fine, Rita. I'm sure they'll get this fixed quickly and we'll be on our way." the man said.
"Yeah, I hope so." Rita replied, trying to keep her composure. She took a deep breath and felt the cool metal of the elevator wall against her back. The red emergency lights cast a strange, eerie glow on her skin, making her look almost otherworldly.
"I'm Alex, by the way." he held out his hand to her, and she took it, her own hand cold and clammy.
"I guess I don't need to introduce myself." she grinned, trying to lighten the mood.
"Well, I'm not necessarily au fait with all Pop Culture goings on, but even I would recognise one of Britain's top pop singers." he said with a wink, gently shaking her hand.
Rita couldn't help but feel a flutter in her stomach at his touch. She looked at him again, closely, noticing the way his short black hair was perfectly styled.. His blue eyes searched hers for a moment before he let go of her hand. "So, Rita Ora, what brings you to this prestigious building?" Alex asked, his tone curious.
"Just finished a meeting with my record company." she replied, trying to keep the edge of fear out of her voice. "You know, the usual song and dance. Literally."
"How did it go?" he asked, leaning against the elevator's handrail.
Rita's eyes darted to the door. "It was interesting." She paused, unsure if she wanted to share the details of her tense discussion with her manager regarding her latest album sales. "Let's just say I could use a drink right now."
"That good, huh." he said with a chuckle. "Well, I'm no pop star, but I can relate to the need for a stiff drink after a tough day."
Rita managed a smile. "Tell me about it. It's like everyone's expecting you to be this perfect, unshakeable person all the time, you know?"
"I can imagine being in the spotlight is not easy." Alex said, his gaze thoughtful as he studied Rita's reflection in the elevator doors. She was even more beautiful up close, with those big brown eyes and those traffic-stopping curves. He felt his heartbeat quicken as the silence between them grew.
Rita leaned her head back and closed her eyes, letting out a long sigh. "You have no idea. It's like you're living in a fishbowl, with everyone watching your every move. It's exhausting. Sometimes I dream of just becoming a housewife, living in the countryside and having a brood of kids, you know?"
"You wouldn't miss your work?" he asked, quirking an eye "The music, the concerts?"
Rita shrugged. "Sometimes, sure. But the constant scrutiny, the pressure to be on, the lack of privacy... It can get to you." She opened her eyes and met Alex's gaze in the reflection.
They were interrupted by a sudden jolt as the elevator jolted back to life, only to stop again with a final, resounding thud. The lights flickered back on, then off again, leaving them in darkness save for the pulsing red emergency lights. Rita gasped, her hand flying to her chest. "What was that?"
Alex stepped closer, his voice calm. "It's okay. We're probably just stuck between floors now. It's happened before. They'll figure it out." He reached out and found the wall, feeling for the buttons. "Let's try hitting the emergency button again."
The buttons clicked under his touch, but there was no response. The speaker remained silent. Rita felt her chest tighten, the claustrophobia setting in. She took a deep breath, trying to fight the rising panic. "It's not working," she murmured, her eyes searching the darkness for any sign of hope.
Alex's hand found hers again, warm and firm. "It's alright," he said, his voice a steady. "We're not going anywhere. We just need to sit tight and wait."
They sat down on the floor, their backs leaning against the elevator wall, the only sound the occasional hum of the elevator's machinery. Despite the predicament, Rita felt surprisingly calm. Alex was surprisingly good company, his calmness making her feel comfortable. The fact that he was very attractive didn't hurt either.
They chatted more about their lives as they waited for help to arrive, the conversation flowing easily, and of course starting to veer into the personal.
"What's the craziest thing that's ever happened to you?" Rita asked, her eyes searching Alex's in the dim light.
"Depends what you mean by craziest." he winked, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips.
Rita leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "Come on, spill it."
"Well, when I was going out with one girl in particular, we ended up joining the mile high club." he said, with smirk, fondly remembering the thrill of the experience.
Rita's eyes widened. "No way!" she exclaimed, a giggle escaping her lips. "How did you manage that?"
Alex leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Let's just say it involves a lot of sneaking around and some creative use of the lavatory on a flight to Milan."
Rita's laughter filled the elevator, echoing off the walls and bouncing back to them.
"You've never done it?" he asked, surprised.
"Not on a commercial flight, and that's all I'll say." Rita giggled, feeling a blush creep up her neck.
Alex raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Ah, so there is a story there."
Rita grinned mischievously. "Maybe for another time, when we're not stuck in an elevator."
"So apart from on a plane, where else would you like to, you know..." he said, his voice trailing off as if the question was rhetorical..
"I've got a few places in mind," she said, her eyes twinkling.
"Such as?" he prompted, the playfulness in his voice growing.
"You're not going to let me evade this, are you?" she laughed, a hint of shyness in her voice.
"Absolutely not." he grinned, his eyes gleaming in the glow of the emergency lights. "I'm stuck in a lift with my number one on my Free Pass list, so at the least, I want to know that."
"Wait a minute, Free Pass list?" Rita's laughter faded into a playful smile. "You have a list of people you'd like to..." she didn't finish her sentence, but the implication was clear.
"Not just like to, but that I can. Me and my girlfriend both put together our Top five lists of celebrities we could sleep with if we had a chance." he grinned "We were watching that episode of Friends where Ross and Rachel make a list each."
"I remember that episode. Didn't Ross try and hit on Isabella Rossellini?" Rita couldn't help but laugh. "So, who else is on your list?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Kelly Brook, Marina Diamandis, Michelle Keegan and Dua Lipa." Alex rattled off his list without missing a beat. "You are my number one though."
Rita couldn't help but laugh, feeling a warm blush spread across her cheeks. "Well, I'm flattered, I guess."
Alex's eyes searched hers, the playfulness fading to something more earnest. "You should be. You're incredibly beautiful, Rita."
"What would your girlfriend think if she knew you were flirting with me like this." Rita said, her voice low and teasing.
Alex leaned in closer, his eyes searching hers. "Well, she's not here, is she?"
Rita felt a thrill at his words, her heart racing. She bit her bottom lip, trying to decide how to respond. She was married, sure, but she and Taika had an open marriage, pretty much. And Alex was attractive.
"You know, I shouldn't be encouraging you, but..." she trailed off, her eyes meeting his, "But here we are, stuck in a lift."
Alex nodded, his gaze never leaving hers. "Here we are," he echoed, and he leaned in, kissing her lips softly. The suddenness of it took Rita by surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she found herself kissing him back, sliding her tongue into his mouth. The kiss grew deeper, more urgent, and Rita pulled him closer, her hand running through his hair. She moved her hand to his crotch, feeling his hardness through his trousers. Alex groaned, his hand slipping up her shirt to cup her breast.
"Stand up and let me take care of you." she murmured, as she licked her lips seductively. Alex pretty much jumped to his feet, causing Rita to giggle.
"Now, let's make this elevator experience one to remember." she said with a wink, as she began to unbutton his trousers, her nimble fingers making quick work of the zipper. Alex's eyes never left hers as she pulled out his erect cock, already straining against the fabric of his boxers.
"Mmmm, you're girlfriend is a lucky one." she sighed, as she took a moment to appreciate the size and shape of his manhood, feeling it pulse in her hand. "Does she give good blowjobs?"
Alex swallowed hard, his eyes hooded with desire. "She's okay, but she doesn't do it often."
Rita planted a kiss on the head of Alex's cock. "That's a shame, because you know what they say, "A blowjob a day, and your man won't stray""
Alex's eyes squeezed shut as Rita took him into her mouth. Her lips glided over his shaft, her tongue swirling around the tip before taking him deeper. He groaned, his hands instinctively reaching out to grab onto the handrail to steady himself as she worked her magic. Opening his eyes he looked down as one inch, two inches, three inches of his cock disappeared into Rita's warm, wet mouth.
The elevator suddenly jolted again, sending a jolt of panic through them both, but they didn't stop. If anything, the fear and urgency of the situation only made the moment more intense. Alex watched as Rita's cheeks hollowed out and her throat bobbed with each bob of her head. She looked up at him with those big, brown eyes, and it was all he could do to keep from coming right there.
He felt his climax approaching like a freight train and he knew he had to say something. "Rita, I'm close," he managed to gasp out.
Rita looked up at him, her mouth still full, and gave a nod of understanding. She increased her pace, her hand working in tandem with her mouth. Alex threw his head back and groaned, the sound reverberating in the small space. He felt his orgasm build until it was all he could think about.
With a final thrust, he came, and Rita took it all, her eyes watering slightly. She pulled back and looked up at him with a contented smile, a drop of his cum glistening on her bottom lip. Alex watched, entranced, as she swiped her tongue over her lip, before cleaning him up with her lips and tongue.
"That was incredible." Alex moaned, his chest rising and falling heavily as he tried to catch his breath.
Rita sat back on her haunches, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "Thank you," she murmured "It's always more fun when you're not expecting it."
Alex leaned back against the wall, his breathing still ragged. "You can say that again."
Rita stood up and kissed him on the lips, taking his flaccid cock in her hands. "So, since we may be here a little longer, do you want to fuck?"
Alex's eyes widened with excitement. "Fuck yes, I want to fuck you." he said, unable to keep the enthusiasm out of his voice.
Rita stepped back and took off her trousers, before sliding her g-string off her, turning around, offering herself to him. Alex knelt down and buried his head in between her legs, licking at her pussy like a man possessed. Rita's legs quivered as his tongue danced over her clit. She threw her head back and moaned, her hands gripping the handrail for balance.
"Oh fuck, that's it Alex." she whispered, her voice shaking as she felt her orgasm build. Alex's tongue swirled around her clit, his hands gripping her hips to keep her steady as she rocked against his face.
He continued to lick and suck at her, his tongue delving deep into her wetness, teasing her entrance before retreating to circle her clit again. Rita's breaths grew shallow, her moans echoing in the confined space as she approached orgasm.
"Oh, God," she gasped, her hips bucking involuntarily. "I'm gonna come."
Alex didn't stop, his tongue relentless as Rita's body tensed and she came hard, her legs trembling. He could feel her juices coating his face as she rode out her orgasm. When she was done, she collapsed against the elevator wall, panting heavily. Alex took her in his arms, kissing her deeply, sharing her taste.
"Give me that cock." she whispered. Alex didn't need to be told twice. He stood up and positioned himself behind her, his cock now rock-hard again. He pushed into her with one swift motion, filling her up completely. Rita let out a gasp, feeling the head of his cock hit her g-spot.
"You're so fucking wet." Alex groaned, his hands on her hips as he began to move. Rita's moans grew louder as he picked up the pace, his cock moving in and out of her in a steady rhythm.
The elevator shuddered again, but this time it didn't interrupt them. Instead, the motion of the elevator only seemed to enhance the intensity of their fucking. Rita's breasts bounced with each thrust, her hands tightly gripping the handrail to keep from falling over.
"Harder," she begged, her voice hoarse from the moaning. Alex complied, slamming into her with more force, his balls slapping against her ass with each stroke. She pushed back against him, urging him deeper, her own cries of pleasure mixing with his grunts.
The elevator's sudden jolts only served to add to the thrill, making their bodies collide with more urgency. Rita felt like she was in a scene from one of those steamy music videos she'd starred in, except this was real and raw.
Alex's hands slid from her hips to her breasts, kneading and pinching her nipples through her clothing, as he fucked her. She moaned into the hand that she'd placed over her mouth to muffle the sounds, the sensation of his touch sending waves of pleasure through her body.
Her legs began to wobble as the intensity grew, but he held her firm, his grip on her waist tightening as he pounded into her. "I'm going to come," she panted, the words barely coherent.
"Cum on my cock, Rita." he commanded, his voice gruff with lust. She nodded, her breaths coming in short gasps as he continued to thrust into her. He could feel her tightening around him, her pussy clenching as she neared her second orgasm.
With a final, desperate push, Rita felt the wave of pleasure crash over her, her body convulsing as she came again, this time with Alex's cock buried deep inside her. He groaned, the sensation of her pussy spasming around him too much to handle, and he came, his seed filling her up.
They stood there for a moment, both breathing heavily, before the elevator jolted back to life with a sudden, violent jerk. The lights flickered on and off, and the elevator began to ascend, the sudden movement making them both stumble.
"What the...?" Rita managed to ask, her voice shaking.
Alex helped her stand, his own legs feeling wobbly. He pulled up his trousers, his face flushed. "Looks like our little escape pod is back in service." He couldn't help but smirk, tucking in his shirt.
Rita, still breathless, stepped into her pants and fixed her hair as best she could in the mirrored wall. "Well, that was unexpected," she said with a smirk, feeling a bit embarrassed but mostly satisfied.
Alex chuckled, still reeling from the intensity of the encounter. "Understatement of the year." He stepped closer to her, brushing her hair away from her face. "But I'm not complaining."
"How do I look?" she asked, turning to face him, a playful smile playing on her lips. Despite the chaos, she managed to look as stunning as ever.
"Like a million pounds." Alex said, his eyes lingering on her flushed cheeks and the way her hair fell in disarray around her face.
"Give me one more kiss, Alex." she begged. Alex didn't hesitate, leaning in to capture her lips in a deep, lingering kiss that made Rita's knees go weak all over again.
When they finally pulled away, Rita took a moment to compose herself, straightening her shirt and fixing her makeup. "I can't believe we just did that." she murmured, still in shock at how quickly things had escalated.
"Was fun though, right?" he said with a cheeky grin, and Rita couldn't help but laugh.
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