But when I took my next breath I could smell my sex, hanging heavy in the air. I couldn’t be the only one.Here I was, the scent of my pussy permeat...ng the confines of the elevator, surrounded by strange men. Every movement and small noise they made became about me. I could imagine them growing hard in their pants, starting to breath heavy. Any minute now they would turn on me, lust in their eyes, tear my clothes, violate every hole—DING!We were at my floor. No-one moved out of the way as I. He unbuttons my jeans, and I lift my hips to help him slide them off, dropping them on the floor next to my bra. He pushes my legs apart slightly. I’m under instruction not to move, so I lay there, waiting for him, aching for him. He lowers his face till he’s looking directly at my panty-covered pussy. I’m already wet, and I’m sure he can see this. He leans in, and slides his tongue across the front of my panties, licking softly up and down through the cloth, sending shivers down my spine. He. Typical, just as we got there the next track started and it was a slower one. Not totally a smoochie but slow enough that you needed to be in each other’s arms.“Oh,” uttered Ann as I closed the distance between us and held her by the waist. It wasn’t particularly slim but it wasn’t rolling in fat either. The top of her head was level with my eyes, making her about six inches shorter than me given that she was wearing heels.Gently we started to move with the music, not what I’d originally had in. I took off my panties, hiked my skirt up showing half my ass, took off my bra, and unbuttoned my shirt to where only one button was holding it closed. I told my brother to start filling it up when I gave a thumbs up, and started twards the cute geeky guy at the register. I walked in and told him our situation, he felt sorry but stressed he couldnt give away gas. I asked if he had any money on him while twisting the button on my shirt. He said yeah but none he could afford to spend. I chatted.