Damn it, I’m already late for work and there’s a mob waiting for the elevators. We shuffle in, packed in like sardines. I made my way to the back, second in from the wall. Fifteen floors, this is gonna suck. The doors finally close and we begin our ascent. I shift my weight from side to side, lose my balance and bump into the person behind me. So sorry, I barely hear “no problem” over the drone of the elevator and the small talk. First floor and two people leave. Great, people shift and I can’t move. Second floor…..damn, is every floor lit? Whoa….what the hell is that? No, can’t be…stop thinking about it. Holy shit, the person behind me has to be a guy, I can feel him rubbing his crotch against my ass!! Third floor, doors open, more people leave. This time, I press myself back and I can hear him gasp. I feel his hand come around my waist, pressing me into him. Oh my God, this has been my wildest fantasy and could this actually be happening?

Fourth floor and I can feel his hand move down to my pussy, pressing and kneading against my skirt. So trying not to moan out loud, I’m so wet now. This is crazy, there must still be 10 people on this thing. Skipping the fifth floor, he’s pressing harder against my ass, he’s really fucking hard now. No one’s looking, I double check.