Maggie’s Slutty Reality Ch. 10.1

[Here with go with the final chapter, I'm hoping it goes as well as I planned in my head, who knows, this may be the first book that'll have 11 chapters or a really long 10th...I guess we'll just have to wait and see.]

Ding!

That used to be such a rewarding sound, the sound of the elevator making its way to my floor and the doors about to open so I could make it to my destination. But now, everything felt like a new sensation, a new effect for the things that I had been so used to in my life. Like now that the door opened, so many things went through my head. What if people were in there? What would they say or think when they saw me? What if other people want to join me on the ride up? What would they say? Do? Would they just stare at me or would they be scared and wonder why I was roaming around a hotel completely naked?

“Shit,” I was so lost in thought I didn’t realize for how long, until the doors to the elevator shut.

Come on, I kept mentally shouting, pushing the button, this once normal feeling of being naked in public now fleeting as this whole ordeal was now prolonging my awkward public nudity.

Ding!

The doors reopened and this time I hurried inside button mashing the 3rd floor button as fast as I could, when I heard someone call out, “hold the door!”

Just as I thought I was in the clear, the once satisfying ding, now became a sound of dread as the door reopened and in came a bellhop with his luggage cart backing into the elevator. I moved into the corner giving us room as the cart made its way up the middle, diving us and thankfully giving me some cover. I kept thinking, bad enough I’m naked, but the collar, the string tied to my nipple piercings and this thing that Natalie put on my clitoris just painted a whole different picture to my nudity. I wasn’t just naked; I was a slutty exhibitionist getting off on it.

“Two please,” a voice kindly said.

“Excuse me?” I responded, wondering if he was talking to me.

“Could you hit the second floor for me, I can’t reach it with the cart in here, sorry about that by the way.”

I checked to make sure I was well hidden before reaching out and pressing the button for him. It was an odd sensation being in such closed quarters with someone and they not having any idea that I was completely naked. I took a quick peak through a space in the luggage and almost giggled as I watched him day dreaming with his gaze up towards the elevator ceiling. Then noticed his hand, it was rubbing the front of his pants, as if he was pleasuring himself, right there, in the elevator with me. I couldn’t believe it, did he think I couldn’t see him and what would possibly have gotten him to touch himself in an elevator, knowing there was someone in there with him.

Something inside made me want to follow suit, touch myself as well and I felt my right-hand stray down my body till the tip of my finger was teasing the inner folds of my pussy. I bit my lip to stifle my moan, so overly sexed from everything that had happened up till now mixed in with my arousal when this whole thing started. I leaned back into the corner and spread my legs just a little to my added surprise of watching him start to fumble with his zipper.

“What the hell is up with this guy,” I thought to myself, was he really going to pull it out right here, right now, in the elevator.

Ding!

Shit, my mind was so preoccupied with everything else, I didn’t think of what I was going to do when we hit the next floor. But almost as if by a stroke of luck, the doors opened and without a word, he walked out of the elevator, without looking at me once.

“Thanks for the show and have fun with the rest of your stay,” I heard him say as the doors closed once again.

Thanks for the show? What did he, oh crap, as I looked up I realized that the ceiling was reflective and the whole time he was “day dreaming” he was actually watching me. I was dripping wet from the thought of him secretly watching me and how much I turned him on and then to even touch myself with him watching. I couldn’t imagine what he was thinking or feeling that he had to touch himself so badly at that moment. The elevator shook a little as it made its way to my floor, causing the little jewel over my clit to lightly tap it, torturing my sensitive pussy and causing me to breath hard and fast.

When the doors opened, I was greeted by a woman about my age although she looked rather innocent, in a pretty pink dress, her blonde hair down with a headband holding it in place out of her face. The man next to her looked to be her father, dressed in slacks and a button-down white shirt. I couldn’t bring myself to look at his face, but as we were the same height, I had no choice but to see the expression she made as she realized a naked girl was right in front of her.

“Excuse me,” I tried to calmly say, as if my state was completely natural and walked pass the two.

I couldn’t help but look back as the doors were closing, the look on her face was erotic as she was scanning me, biting her lip and just as the door closed, I saw her father lower his hand from her back down towards her ass. I had a pretty good feeling that wasn’t her daddy…or maybe it was. I walked down to room 302, quickly sliding the key into the slot. Before I could open the door though, it opened away from me and there stood Natalie completely naked.