Eric, a man lost in a storm

Eric was driving down a road as the rain poured down. It was getting harder to see, but he wasn't sure where he was, and he was not getting a good signal on his GPS. His headlights seemed useless as the rain fell harder, and he was starting to panic a little.

"Shit, where the fuck am I?" He asked himself as he saw a fork in the road.

As he stopped, he noticed a large gate made of stone and metal. It was open and he could see a faint light up the hill. He wasn't sure what the building was, but from where he was, it almost looked like a hotel due to its size. At the very least, he thought he could ask for directions and get out of the rain for the moment as he drove up towards the structure.

It was a very old building, but the architecture was interesting. He pulled up to the front door, under the awning, and headed towards the entrance. The door was shut, and he didn't see a doorbell or anything.

"Shit, is this someone's home?" He said to himself before grabbing the knocking and giving it a few taps. "Hello, I hate to bother you, but I'm lost and need directions!"

He stood there for a moment before he heard a click, and the door opened. He quickly entered, shutting the door behind him before he found himself in a large open room with a ceiling as high as the roof.

There was a large staircase in front of him that went up before splitting in two directions. It was covered in red carpeting and the lights flickered above him, but he could see everything. The place seemed empty, but still, someone had to have let him in.

"Hello?" He called out, hearing his voice echo in the room around him.

"Good evening," a voice said from behind him, making Eric jump as he turned to see someone standing between him and the door.

"Wha..... who...... how?" He said as he caught his breath.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," she said with a smile.

Eric looked this beautiful woman up and down, wondering where she had come from. She was wearing a red dress that showed quite a bit of cleavage as she stood there smiling at him. Her lips were ruby red and he hair was dark with a few curls in it.

"Wow, I mean..... sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you, but the storm was getting bad and I'm not sure where I am so....."

"Don't concern yourself another moment," she said stepping towards him. "I can help you with whatever you need. Now come with me. I'll get you dried off, and find you a room."

"Room? Oh no, I wasn't looking for a room, I just need......." he stopped as she spun around and gently placed her finger on his lips.

"Nonsense. We have incredible rooms, and you need to rest. Besides, you don't want to die horribly in a storm like this, do you?"

"I uh..... I guess I could stay?" He said confused as her perfume entered his nostrils and made him feel a little strange.

"Of course you can. I am Elizabeth, and I will be taking care of you this evening," she said with a smile that sent a chill down his spine but also sent feelings into another part of his anatomy.