The Coffee Man

You stand in the elevator lobby, waiting for the lift to come down. Others crowd around you, all eager to get to their desks and begin their work day. One of the lifts ding, doors slide open, and a group of well-dressed office workers steps out. The crowd around you surges inside and you follow. The elevator quickly fills - it's large, but there are a lot of people. You manage to grab the last spot, nearly pressed into the elevator door. Just as it begins to slide closed, you hear a familiar voice calling, "Wait, wait!"

Maria jogs down the elevator lobby, her hand outstretched towards you. She's dressed in red high heels, a black pencil skirt, and a cerulean blouse with ruffles along the neckline. A black leather suitcase is in her other hand.

You place your foot against the door to hold it open, and she rushes inside. "Lev, good morning! Sorry to hold everyone up - I have to turn a form in this morning and the deadline is in eight minutes. I knew if I had to wait on another elevator I'd be late. Oh, who's the coffee for?"

You smile at the lovely data analyst before taking one of the drinks from the carrier and handing it to her. "It's for you, actually. The other is for Alex."

"Oh? Thank you, Lev! This is exactly what I need this morning." She takes a deep drink of the steaming liquid and nearly purrs as she swallows.

The elevator door closes, compacting everyone in the elevator into the confined space. With a jolt, Maria is pushed against your chest. The others around you are pushing you together, a result of jamming too many people into a too-small space. You won't complain, though. Her breasts bulge against you, eliciting a reaction from your pants. Okay, maybe you will complain. Your cock stiffens and bulges against your pants, and consequentially, Maria.

You know she feels it. Her cheeks blush. She shuffles against you. The movement only serves to further rub her breasts against your chest, your cock against her midriff. A faint cough. Damn, this is awkward.

"Maria, I'm sorry -"

Her eyes finally meet yours, and she smiles an awkward smile. Her face is only inches from yours. You can smell the bitter coffee on her breath.

"It's alright, Lev. I'll take it as a compliment. It's my fault, after all."

You can't help but nod in silence and look anywhere but at her. The elevator jostles, and you rub against her once more. She whimpers.

She whimpers? Odd.

Then the elevator doors slide open, and you and Maria tumble out into the lobby of some floor. One of the women in the elevator fights their way out and disappears within a distant hallway, while you and Maria step back into the lift. There is more space this time, and she wisely chooses to face away from you. Likely, she is too ashamed to continue facing you. Or maybe she no longer wanted to break the cardinal rule of elevators: always look forward.

The elevator takes off once more, and you feel relieved. Despite your recognition of Maria's attractiveness, being jammed against someone in an elevator with your erection pressed into them is awkward for anyone. The elevator slows, dings, and opens. No one moves.

A woman appears from outside the elevator and smiles. "Room for one more?" she asks. Of course not, but what can you say? Moments later, she crushes herself into the group, and the doors close once more. As the lift shoots upwards, a faint rumble shakes the elevator and the crowd jostles. Once more, Maria is pressed against you. For the love of... you sigh, as you feel your ever-ready erection pressing against her ass. Her back leans against your chest. Another rumble and she shuffles against you. The feeling of your erection sliding along her more-than-plump ass sends a shiver down your spine. Maybe hers too, you think, as a faint whimper escapes her once more.

The elevator dings, the door opens, and the woman from earlier steps out. The door closes, and the elevator continues upwards. It takes you a few moments to realize that Maria has not moved. There is some room now, enough for her to not have your cock wedged between her ass cheeks, but she remains where she is. The elevator stops a few more times, emptying, until only you and her remain. Still, she hasn't moved. You notice her breathing is heavy, and you can see the hint of a blush on her cheeks.

"Maria, I..." you begin, but she shushes you.

"I'm sorry, Lev. Let me have this, please. I'll never speak of it again." She shuffles against you, grinding your cock further against her rear.

These girls will be the **** of you.

You lean into her ear and whisper, "You can have it. But I hope you'll speak of it again. And soon." As you speak the words, a shell of a plan forms in your mind. A way to meet your goals, to better serve your family. You slide your free and around Maria's waist and rest it there, pulling her into you. A whimper, no longer hidden, breaks her lips.

"Lev," she whispers.

Then the elevator dings and the doors slide open. Finally, your office floor. Only seemingly through **** of will, Maria steps away from you and turns to meet your eyes. A thin sheen of sweat glistens on her forehead, and her cheeks are red despite her perfectly applied makeup. "Thanks for the coffee, Lev."

"Anytime, Maria," you smile back at her.

The two of you leave the elevator without another word, until you split apart to go to your desks. You drop your backpack there, before heading to Alex's office with the remaining cup of coffee.