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  Stranger in the elevator

  Stranger in the elevator

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  The stranger in the elevator.

  She entered the elevator very quickly. “Save me God to meet that lustful rich man from last floor. It will cost me my reputation”. She is – Jane Shover – 23-years old library worker, who lives in a prestigious Chicago district, in the apartment her parents lived in. They were professors of science. Every time she saw him she had a mixed range of feelings. He was tall, elegant, interesting – hero of her love stories. Women reacted to him every time the same – they would begin to primp or fidget with their hair. He had that animal magnetism and attraction. Greyish-blue eyes and black hair every woman finds very attractive. Periodically she saw him with different women whom he shamelessly seduced. At least she thought so, because they always kissed very passionately without paying any attention to their surroundings. He lived on the top floor – in a penthouse. Elevator was designed to move slowly, so tenants with high blood pressure would not be harmed. For her it was torture every time. Sometimes she felt with her skin that he is looking at her, but to raise her glance at him was beyond her mannerism. Her parents raised her in a very strict manner. She would think too strict. She knew very little about sex and didn’t want to know about it.

  The elevator’s door almost closed but he had chance to sneak into it. She froze. It seemed to her that the elevator became very small and the tiniest movement would make her bump into his chest.

  “Good evening.” Greeted her stranger.

  “Hello”. She looked at her shoes very meticulously.

  “What floor are you heading to?”

  “Twentieth, please”.

  “It’s a long distance between floors in here. Maybe we will introduce ourselves to one another?” He had a very pleasant low voice.

  “I’m not sure if I need it”. She pretended she found something under her nail.

  “So, you prefer to elevate in total silence?” The man continued.

  “I like silence but also I don’t want to speak with you”.

  “I’m sorry. Have we met before? Maybe I offended you somehow?”

  It seemed to her the last question he said was right near her ear and she fearfully stepped away.

  “You didn’t offend me, anyway, but I don’t want to talk with you”.

  “Very interesting…” the handsome man leaned his elbow on the wall. “Then I will tell you what I know about you. Your name is Jane. You work in a library and nobody ever saw you with a man. Are you lesbian?”

  “I don’t understand your last question. Who do you think I am?” Jane was a little outraged. The man in front of her doubted her erudition.

  “Um…, a lesbian, a woman who has sex with another woman.”

  The elevator stopped and doors started to open. She looked at him with even more indignation. “How dare you?” And she shot like a bullet out of the elevator.

  He stayed in the elevator and laughed. It is a big luck to meet a woman like her. He noticed her when he just moved into this home. She was always reading something. Hair always pulled away, all buttons buttoned, all zippers closed. No hint of sexuality and femininity. When he discovered that she is a library worker, it explained a lot. He exits the elevator whistling. He liked embarrassing her. Next time he will try to do it again.

  She started to read female novels just recently. During descriptions of erotic scenes she had to look into the vocabulary all the time – she had no idea what was going on. After reading the interpretation made her hair stand on end. “How can women allow it?” But every novel was more and more interesting and she kept reading.

  One of those days – when the story was too interesting, she didn’t want to stop and read during the walk home. When she entered the hall she calmed down a little bit. The elevator waited for her – here is place where she can relax and read. She totally forgot about the lustful rich man. Completely immersed into the Middle Ages she didn’t notice how he came into the elevator with the other tenants. The elevator started to move and they became alone after few minutes. When she reached an unknown word during the next love scene she looked at him very inquisitively. Realizing the “catastrophic” of situation she blinked really fast and started to cough.

  “I’m sorry, Mr.….”

  “My name is Daniel Noise”.

  “Nice to meet you, mister Noise. Do you have a vocabulary book with you by any chance?” He laughed.

  “A vocabulary book? Why would I need a vocabulary book? Although, in this current situation I would ask more correct question – why do you need a vocabulary book? Found a word you don’t know the meaning of?”

  “Um…yes. And the plot is so interesting that I am afraid this word might mean a lot”. Jane hesitates a little.

  “Can I ask you what word you don’t know about?” He was really interested, all of sudden.

  “Here I will read that, “He wanted to do cunni-lin-gus”. Do you know, what does this mean? Daniel smiled mysteriously.

  “Jane, are you really sure you want to know about it?”

  “Of course, hurry.” She tried to read the meaning of the word in his look.

  “Cunnilingus – it is when a man licks and sucks the female genitals and clitoris”. He bowed his head closer to her face. “If you want, I can show you that sometime”.

  For a few seconds she was in a stupor, thinking about his words. Then she realized that she was obscenely looking at Daniel’s lips and closed her face with the book.

  “How can women allow doing this?”

  “Well, I can tell you for sure that women ask men to do that because they know how great it is”. He looked at her with intrigue and she noticed weird sparkles in his eyes. Suddenly Jane felt a lot of heat in her body. Luckily, the elevator’s door opened and she, covered by the book, walked away.

  “If you want to try, I will show you with pleasure”. Yelled Daniel.

  She came to her apartment, completely blushed with shame. Besides that, she couldn’t understand what shamed her more – what cutie said or how he had said it. She started to suspect that her parents hide something from her.

  After a double shift at the library, Jane was coming home deathly tired. When she entered the elevator, she noticed Daniel and another woman. They kissed passionately. As ashamed as she was, something inside of her sparked her curiosity. She was sure sex had to be only in bedroom, without light, under the blanket. But she also had no idea what was going on in the bedroom, without light, under the blanket. For the two people in front of her there were no excuses of doing this. Jane tried not to look at Daniel and his party but it looked so out-of-her bounds. Her eyes shifted to the kissing couple. She caught Daniel's gaze. It was heavy and passionate. He slightly pushed the girl aside and asked Jane. “Do you want me to show you what cunnilingus means?” Jane nervously smiled and turned away. “No, there is no need. Keep doing what you were doing”.

  But the man did not give up. He abruptly changed places with the girl who was kissing him and knelt down. Picked up her skirt, quickly took off her underwear and began to caress the girl's pussy with his tongue. The girl moaned and snuggled Daniel's head sturdier. Jane had never seen anything like that, and she was unable to look away. A wave of desire was slowly born somewhere in her abdomen. This feeling was very new for her. She saw Daniel's finger sinking somewhere and it was apparently bringing the girl such a strong joy that she began almost shouting out his name. The elevator’s door opened and the dazed girl came out of it. For a rather long time she couldn’t forget the face of that girl, who was getting incomparable pleasure from the fact that the man caressed her with his tongue.

  She hated it when someone's mail was dropped into her mai
lbox by mistake. This morning she did not just find someone else's letter, no, this letter was for Daniel Noise. She frowned. She didn’t want to see him another time but manners were compelling. She put on a long black dress and rose three floors above - to the penthouse. She rang the doorbell and got lost in thought for a while, thinking about her job. A minute later, she found that the door was open and she was looking down at Daniel’s slippers. Scared to immediately raise her eyes, she began to move them higher and higher: sweat pants dressed in such a way that they started somewhere below the waist, 6-pack, muscular chest, and finally, a surprised face of the owner of all this.

  “Jane, can I help you?” His hair was slightly wet, perhaps, he just took a shower.

  “Maybe. I got a letter for you in my mail box, by mistake, I guess. I decided to bring it to you, just in case there is something important”. She looked into his eyes only for a moment and switched her attention to the envelope.

  “Thanks, but I'm sure it's some kind of spam. I only receive important letters on my e-mail. But, it was very polite of you to worry about me.” He took a step towards her and touched the letter.

  “Can I have it”?

  “Yes, of course.” She quickly let go of the paper in his hands. He started to close the door, but stopped halfway.

  “Jane, why did you decide to give this not very important letter to me personally”? He stood leaning against the door jamb.

  “Sir, as I have already said, I thought that there might be something important.” She pretended to be “busy” with her nails again.

  “Jane, a week ago, you ran out of the elevator not wishing to see me, and my women. You could have left the letter at the reception and they would put it back in my box.”

  He slightly lifted her chin with his finger. His touch made the hair stand up on her neck, but she tried not to show this new feeling. “Well, next time I'll do like that.” She lifted her chin a little higher, thereby getting rid of his tender finger. “I'm sorry that I disturbed you”. Jane turned and walked to the elevator, hoping that Daniel would not bother too much into details. Going to the elevator, she heard footsteps behind. Having turned back, she was almost face to face with him. The man, without saying a word, cuddled her with one hand, and with the other hand gently threw back her head, opened her lips slightly, and then sticked with a deep kiss. Surprised, the girl did not even have time to rebel. She was absorbed by new, unknown feelings. Her legs became weak and she almost hung on Daniel's hand. Thoughts were raging in her head, like snowflakes during a blizzard. He relaxed his hold on her as suddenly, as he had grabbed her, turned and quietly went to his apartment.

  “You are a low, a mean-spirited person, you ...you ... not ...to ... as”. Her thoughts were all mixed up and she could not even find appropriate the words in her rich vocabulary to express her feelings.

  The man stopped half way and turned to her.

  “Jane, I think we both know that you wanted this kiss. Next time, do not be shy and just ask me to kiss you. I even find it very pleasant”.

  She was overwhelmed with a range of feelings. Humiliation, insult, but on the other side, the passion. Kiss woke up a sense of desire inside her and she did not know how to react to it.

  “You are an asshole and a bastard”. She snapped and stopped short. She never said such words to anyone, considering them extremely offensive.

  Daniel stopped half way, abruptly turned around and reached the distance between him and the girl in a matter of seconds. He grabbed her, held her against the wall and almost touched her lips.

  “These words mean almost nothing to me. It surprises me that you do not know how to react to your sexuality. You turn me on with your greenness and lack of experience. Now, it is a rarity. I'll hold it a little bit, and then, one day, I'll come and show you what pleasures can be received from male and female intercourse. Do you want to feel all that you are reading in your romance novels?”

  The girl looked at him dumbfounded, with her mouth slightly opened.

  “If you don't say anything, I will not stand back and kiss you again.” The man slightly brushed his lips to hers.

  Jane came out of her stupor and angrily pushed him away.

  “How dare you? I am not hooker, to allow you the things which are described in romance novels.”

  The man came closer again.

  “Don't you want to feel me slightly sucking your clitoris?”

  “I barely have any idea what you're talking about”. She began to retreat towards the elevator doors.

  “Do you know what kind of pleasure you will feel when my cock will move inside your wet ... how do they describe it in the novels”?

  “You don't have enough words to describe your dirty intentions towards me?” She found the elevator’s button.

  “I want to describe it in such a way that it would wake up your desire. So, how to describe it? Muffin, pussy, hole? Maybe, rosette? Oh, I know, it's probably a burgeon. It sounds very tempting, don't you think so?”

  She kept pressing the button.

  The man literally slammed her with his body in the elevator door and whispered seductively, barely touching her lips.

  “Get your tender burgeon in my mouth and suck your petals, touching them with my tongue. I'm sure you'll come not once, but probably several times.”

  The elevator door finally opened and he gently pushed her into the cabin.

  “Have a nice day”.

  The elevator door closed and she slide against the cabin’s wall.

  A couple nights in a row Jane was waking up because of dreams about Daniel. In her dreams, his kisses were longer and more tender. These kisses had given birth to new, unexplored feelings in her. There was a conflict in her mind. She desperately wanted him to do something more, but her strict beliefs did not let her even think about it.

  A phone call woke her up in the morning. It was her colleague.

  “Hi, Jane. We were talking with some colleagues and figured out that no one has ever seen you with a man. That’s why we assumed that you probably are a lesbian. Is it true?”

  “Bullshit”. She was sleepy and hardly understood what was going on. “I have a boyfriend, but I have no reason to show him to everyone.”

  “But, maybe, you will do an exception for us? We have a deal and a decent amount of money has already accrued. If you show us a boyfriend - you will get a good cash advance.”

  “All right, I'll show you.”

  It was seven o’clock in the evening when Jane entered the elevator and saw Daniel. She had a day to negotiate with him about a boyfriend. The man noticed that she was a little nervous and decided to start a conversation first.

  “How was your day, Jane?”

  “Thanks, not bad. And yours?”

  “ It was great, I signed a contract that promises me a lot of money.”

  “Can I ask you how much is "a lot"?”

  “A couple of million dollars”, he looked at her with interest, “you very talkative today. What’s wrong?”

  “Me? No...why?” The girl turned scarlet.

  “Jane, you act, like you need something from me. On your own will, you would never start talking to me. So what is it?” He bothered her again.

  “Uh, you know, sir...”

  “Daniel.”

  “Yes, Daniel. This morning I got a call from work and they asked if I had a boyfriend. I said I have, because I was sleepy. When I came to work, everyone was very excited, and I completely forgot what I said in the morning. All my colleagues have already bet a good amount of money that I have no boyfriend, and if I show them someone, then I'll win a pretty good amount...

  “You want me to play the role of your boyfriend?” This idea seemed very interesting to him.

  “I'm not asking you yet. I'm just explaining to you why I talk too much with you today”. Jane was confused.

  “Jane”, the man walked closer to her and whispered in her ear, “I can be your boyfriend. But what will I get in return?”

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p; “We can share the money that I win”, she looked at him with the hope.

  He laughed.

  “Do you think there will be more than I got today?”

  “I doubt it, but I have nothing more to offer”, she looked lost.

  “I think you have something more to offer except the money. Today I'll be home, if you change your mind, you can come. We will discuss.”

  The elevator stopped on her floor and she went out, burning with shame.

  After some time, she was ploughing the kitchen, constantly thinking about his proposal. If he would not agree, whom else would she ask? And thus, she will show that she is not the last "grey mouse", which she also thought of herself. She took a deep breath and went to Daniel.

  Coming out of the shower, the man heard the doorbell. He hastily wrapped himself with the towel and went to open the door. Seeing Jane, he seductively leaned his elbow on the door jamb. The towel was ready to fall down at any moment.

  “I am all ears, Jane”.

  “Can I come in?”

  “Yes, of course. Have you decided something for yourself?”

  “ Yes, but I need to discuss some details.” She nervously sat on the large and wide sofa.

  “Wait a minute, I'll get dressed”.

  She followed him with her eyes and saw in the mirror as he took a towel away and put on sweat pants. His buttocks looked very tempting in these pants. Her mind began to show her different points from those erotic novels that she read. She dropped her eyes so that he would not read what was going on in her head.

  “Do you want something to drink?” Daniel went to the kitchen for just a moment.

  “No, thanks”.

  He poured himself some mineral water and sat on the chair in front of her, blissfully stretched out his long legs.

  “Tell me what you've decided?” His eyes were lazily walking on her body.

  “I decided that I would allow you to be my boyfriend, because I have no choice”.

  “You don't have any guy friends? The man was discovering her shapeless dress with flowers with interest.