I couldn't help but gawk at this good-looking man as he limped into the elevator. We briefly acknowledged each other, then he glanced at his wristwatch and sighed. There's something oddly familiar about him, could be the scent of his cologne or the way that he just tucked his brown, shoulder-length hair behind his pierced ear. With a deep olive skin tone and amber eyes, he stood strikingly at 6'9. The burgundy jeans and l...

This summer was extremely hot. It hadn't rained for at least two weeks, even a single cloud in the sky was an exceptional phenomenon. People rescued themselves with cold drinks, fans running at full speed, or simply spending long hours in the swimming pool, whether private or public. Air conditioning in the home or workplace was a blessing. However, there was a group of people who tried to make the most of this time, ofte...

It's almost midnight, and you are waiting for an elevator in a seventy-five-story office building. It's a fricking monsoon hard outside. I burst through the large glass doors. I come running into the lobby, out of breath, face flushed. My white top is now transparent, and it is evident to all that I am not wearing a bra. I catch you staring at my breasts with my hard nipples tenting my blouse. The dark, irregular circles...

Thursday. When you’re the IT designer for all building systems, entrance and security doors, security cams, the HVAC plant, and the electrical grid, you know how to turn things on and off. Ted had shut off one of the main elevators, leaving just one to carry the five hundred or so employees working for the ten different companies in the building. The elevator was constantly packed to capacity, and people had to wait aroun...

“May I?” His baritone voice was strong and calm. He had seized her precious beverage and blocked her path, invading her space. The harried blonde executive had hipped open the door, but as it swung back, it dislodged the strap of her large shoulder bag, threatening to spill the caramel latte over her and the bag. Instant recognition and two quick steps had allowed him to achieve the too-close position, one foot propping t...

I wasn’t alone as the lift stopped between floors. The voice on the intercom said it would be fifteen minutes. Nervously, I looked at the man next to me and said. “Fifteen bloody minutes.” Smiling back, he said, “What shall we do for fifteen minutes?” I didn’t mean to raise my eyebrows, I just did. Within seconds, his hands were on my breasts. I offered no resistance as he turned me, lifted my skirt, and entered me from b...

I had worked for Andy for almost two years as his assistant - or secretary if you like. I was nineteen and he was forty-six. Our relation went from strictly professional to extremely sexual only two weeks after I started my internship when I was seventeen. More about that some other time. Today I want to tell you about a business trip to New York City six months before the pandemic struck.  NYC was pretty overwhelming and...

It had been one of those days. A three-hour early morning drive to a conference to give a presentation on my favourite topic and what felt like some endless meetings. Now it was time to relax and enjoy some dinner and wine at a highly recommended Italian restaurant. As I walked in, I couldn’t help feel at home. I’d never been there before but it felt familiar. Well-dressed staff moved easily round the elegantly decorated...

My fingers fumble over the buttons in the elevator, trying to hit the number for our floor while your hands are busy exploring under the back side of my skirt, distracting me. I’m really glad that there is no one there in the hallway to see us, because now you’re grabbing the back of my skirt and hiking it upwards, exposing my ass cheeks as the doors close. The moment we are alone, you grip my cheeks and spread me wide, p...

I expected Elliot's interest to wane once he added me to his "seduced list" but the opposite occurred. He pestered to see me; said he’d never met anyone like me. I asked how many he’d "met”. He didn’t reply. With the cherry blossom relationship setting to bear fruit, we needed a place to rendezvous. I didn’t want to become a Governor Hotel elevator mystery woman. My home turf and his buck seduction pad were out. For the a...

I took his hand and bumped him playfully with my shoulder, smiling up like an idiot. He smiled back down - a half-cocked, indulgent smirk that told me he thought I was cute. I straightened and lengthened my high-heeled stride, trying to act a little more adult. All around us, vacationers, business travelers, and hotel staff bustled through the lobby - adults going about their adult business, doing adult things, saying adu...

I know a letter is old school, but there's something about the tactility of paper. A physical connection you can't get from email or text. It warms me to think that the very paper you're holding right now has been in my hands, beneath fingers that yearn to one day touch and hug you for real. But I'm getting ahead of myself already. You have that effect. Like all good letters, this one starts with a confession: I'm inexpli...