I usually undress,then look for my clothes before getting in.I was sliding off my skirt.I glanced over to my half-opened window and saw someone lookin....It was about 9 @ night,I though i was hallucinating.So i shrugged it off and continued undressing.I heard light moans from outside,Like the guy was jerking off to me.I looked again.No one was there.I continued,sliding off my laced boyshorts and throwing them into my dirty clothes bin.I knew I was being watched.I didn't do anything about.Why?. My wife then turned to face the man that was fingering her so he could do so easier. Mildred faced her man too and let him feel her up properly. That elevator was full of perverts and willing women. The only one that hadn’t gotten off by the time the doors opened up again was that poor teenage daughter that was dragging her mother out of the elevator car.Since the men remained on the elevator with us, the girls simple changed places and let another man have some fun too. Mildred came over to me. Then she put one hand on my thigh and said, “I want you to enjoy your birthday.” I said, “Hon, if you move your hand a bit higher we will be on our way to celebrating my birthday in style.” She squeezed my thigh and then moved her hand up to my crotch and began to gently and tenderly massage my cock through my clothing. This continued for some time, with Mary driving with her left hand on the steering wheel and her right hand on my rapidly hardening rod while both of us threw papers out onto. Changing into a pink one piece swim suit that fitted in all the right places she strolled to a lounger and plonked herself face down and took out her phone to call the harpies to re-assure them. I joined her wearing swim shorts and settled down next to her laying on my back. While she chatted I took the opportunity to ogle her mature womanly body shape and warm thoughts soon had my dick twitching. I let my hand wander over her back and chanced touching her bottom. She seemed content so I.