Brrrrrringggg!!!

Brrrrrrrringgg!!!!!

When Jane activated the emergency stop, a loud alarm bell filled the elevator with noise. "Eek!" Jane said. She fumbled with it -- the button wouldn't push again -- and the awful racket continued.

Finally Leon reached over her shoulder and pulled it back out. The noise ceased, and the elevator started moving.

Jane took a deep breath. She felt silly. Had she just spoiled everything? She glanced at his swim trunks. With the alarming **** on his ears, Leon was limp as a noodle under his swim trunks.

But Leon was still smiling. He laughed and said, "Perhaps we should try the emergency stairs," He punched a button for the next floor down.

"What a way to spoil the moment," Jane said. "I don't know what came over me."

Leon laughed again. "Let me guess," he said. He took her left hand and rubbed her third finger with its pale area where a ring used to be. "Just divorced?" He squeezed her hand. "Happily, I hope."

"Afraid so. Still interested in exploring?" Jane asked.

"Absolutely," he said. "I wonder if we should find some place to relax a bit. You still look a little shaken."

The elevator stopped, and the doors chimed open to an empty elevator lobby. He looked out. "The coast is clear, Jane," he said. "Shall we sneak up to my room and I'll make you a daiquiri, or do you want a little fresh air?

"You know I didn't stop to think that a hunk like you wouldn't likely be here alone," Jane said. "Am I stealing you from someone?" she asked.

Leon's erection started to tent out his swim trunks again. He cleared his throat.