Off to the 11th floor!

Having obeyed your boss' instruction by visiting Mrs. Henderson, you turn and leave her office. You wonder what she may be thinking about. You quickly forget about it as you get to the elevator and press the button.

One was already on the way. You hear the ding, and the doors open up. There are already people there! Three men and a woman. She first looks to your face. But she can't help but stare at what the men are staring at... your exposed, leaking crotch. Putting on the sheeny black cat pants has disturbed some of Mark's trail on you, smearing his cream along a bit... no matter! You stride into the elevator, quickly turning around as the doors close, ever so _slightly _bending forward at the waist to see what happens.

"11th floor please!" you pipe up, waiting.