Author: Jenny's Husband
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Summary: In a crowded hotel lobby, Jenny stands too close to the closing doors of an elevator.
Jenny and her husband were having a great vacation. At least all one day of it had been great so far. She had been excited at the thought of visiting New York City, having never been there, and the hotel they were staying in was very nice. Her husband had gone all out to ensure that they were treated like the rich. This included buying her a beautiful blue dress. Although it revealed a little too much cleavage for her shy taste, her friend Ashley had assured her that it was stylish enough for those New Yorkers. Jenny had tried the dress on to show her when she was still at home. Ashley had laughed at Jenny when she had tried to wear a bra underneath it. "You don't wear a bra under a dress like that," she said, with a mischievious glint in her eye. Not wanting to appear too ignorant or uncultured, Jenny went along with the idea. Today, as she was preparing to go out with her husband, she wore no bra, and the material felt strange against her nipples. It just didn't feel right, but oh well, she thought. Her husband had insisted that she wear a lacy blue pair of panties under the dress. She felt really pretty as she looked at herself in the mirror. Tonight was going to be great.
Her husband, dressed in a dinner jacket, soon joined her and they left their room on the 14th floor and walked down the hall to the elevator. As they descended to the lobby, she smiled sweetly at her husband and thanked him for the wonderful time in New York so far. He replied that he was having a good time too, but had the feeling that he was forgetting something. They reached the lobby and stepped out of the elevator. It was crammed with people. The hotel was hosting a large contingent of Japanese businessmen, and they had just arrived. There must have been about 60 or 70 of them milling about in the spacious lobby.
As Jenny stepped into the middle of the throng, she felt very self-conscious. She could feel the stares of several pairs of eyes and suddenly wished the dress didn't show quite so much cleavage. She saw one smiling man nudge his companion, say something to him, and then laugh. In just a few moments, most of the businessmen in the lobby were staring at her and she suddenly realized that she was just about the only woman around. Her face slowly began to turn red. Then she looked around and started to say something to her husband, but didn't see him. She looked back at the elevator, whose door was still open, and he was in there, putting his hands in all his pockets. "Honey, I must have forgotten my wallet in the room, I'll have to go back up and get it."
"Shouldn't I go with you?" she asked, not wanting to remain here, subjected to all these stares.
"No, that's okay, I'll be right back. Just stay here."
With that, he pressed the button to close the door. She was standing very near the doors as they began to close. She turned around, just as they slammed shut, and did not notice that the back of the hem of her dress was caught in the doors. The first hint that she had that something was wrong came from the widening eyes of her male admirers as the elevator began to rise. She felt the hem of her dress start to travel up her legs to the knee and she looked down in horror as she realized what was causing it. Her dress was at mid thigh as she tried to tug it loose, but it must have been stuck on something. She was facing the elevator now, and her dress was slowly rising, now just below her ass. The Japanese men broke into loud laughter and cheers as her blue dress rose above her shapely, blue panty covered ass. She could hear the flashes from several cameras as the dress approached her waist. Not thinking clearly, shee spun around, facing them and called desperately for help. But that was a mistake, as now the dress rose higher. Soon, her beautiful boobs, bounced into view, and the dress rose higher, pinning her arms above her head. More cheers and laughter, and Jenny felt her face turn a bright shade of red. The dress suddenly stopped rising. It must have finally come out of her husband's rising elevator, but it was still stuck. It had snagged on something in the elevator shaft and left poor Jenny with her arms pinned high above her head, her tits exposed to the sea of Japanese eyes. She heard foriegn voices getting closer and realized that they must be crowding close around her.
"Oh no, please don't!" she cried as she felt two hands on either side of her blue lacy panties. The hands quickly wisked the panties down to her ankles, and her blonde pubic mound suddenly came into view. She felt like she was going to faint as she heard more cheers, laughter, and camera flashes. Her beautiful body was now too much to resist, and she felt hands began to touch her boobs, her legs, her bouncy butt, her tummy, and her.....
Her husband would not return for another 10 minutes.