Posted in Feature Short Story

Elevator to the Bottom

Kim impatiently waits for the elevator doors to open. It’s been almost a week since her last rendezvous, and she is teeming with excitement.

An hour earlier, she was riddled with guilt.

Kim’s cover story of her friend Amy having problem after problem were getting old. She knew her husband suspected her of cheating. She’s sloppy with her excuses and he caught her in a lie. He started spending more time at home and wanted to take her out to dinner, but Kim’s heart isn’t in it anymore. She wanted to leave for her secret meeting, and nothing Jeff said stopped her from going. He looked devastated when Kim said she must go and help her friend. She couldn’t get Jeff’s sad face out of her head.

He knows.

Kim presses the elevator button continuously. “Dammit.”

The doors finally opens and six people with luggage rolling behind them, were the cock blocking culprits. Kim enters the elevator and presses the close door button to speed her ride. When the elevator doors finally open, Kim exits with haste, and pulls a key card out her bag. With one swipe, she was able to enter the hotel room. Brian is sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting patiently. His shirtless body is a masterpiece, and he is enjoying a glass of wine. She throws her duffel bag on the floor and drops her trench jacket, revealing her petite, naked body. Unable to break his gaze, he leans towards the nightstand and sits his glass of wine down.

Image by congerdesign from Pixabay

He stands up, towering over her and grabs her waist, pressing her breasts into his chiseled abs. She’s standing on her tiptoes so she can meet his kiss. His 6’4” frame pulls her up more and they tease each other kissing slowly and slipping tongue. Their bodies soon became heated and the passionate kissing turns into biting, licking and sucking each other’s faces. He loses the war of wills and he throws her to the bed and continues the vigorous actions down her entire body. He settles on her sweet spot and takes his time pleasing her. She bites her lip, trying to resist his pleasures, but soon her lip quivers when she succumbs `to his will. She’s breathless.

Brian looks at Kim, smiling over his handiwork. “A man who can do that shouldn’t have to beg to see you.”

“Don’t start that now. It’s a mood killer. I risked a lot to come see you.” Kim sits upright. “He knows something’s going on.”

“He’s not keeping you happy. You should tell him about us.”

“No. I should try and work on my marriage.”

“Why are you forcing yourself to be with someone you’re not attracted to anymore?”

“Dammit Brian! I’m putting my kids first.” Kim shakes her head. “Why don’t you try to put your son first and stop trying to break up his marriage?”


Hannah Erica, is a Philly native and writer of the flash fiction stories for Weeklysweetspot. You can also find her essays, poems and articles on She received her B.S. in Communications, with a Journalism certificate, from the University of Phoenix. More than a decade ago she started writing film scripts and completed two. It's a tough business to get work published, so she put the film script writing on the back burner and write short stories that publish on

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.