Elevator is out of order

After waiting five minutes for the elevator on her floor, Lisa knew she was running late. A maintenance worker informed her that the elevator was out of service. Annoyed and attempting to move as quickly as the short tight dress would allow, she started down the stairs.

Lisa lived on the sixth floor of her apartment building so the stairs were not her first choice. Especially not in heels. After descending one flight, the brunette bent down and struggled to remove her heels. "Damn baby, if you dressed up like that for me I'd die a happy man."

Lisa turned to face the unwanted admirer. Her anger quickly changed as a handsome black man in basketball attire stood before her. His muscled body could clearly be seen as Lisa looked him up and down a little too long. "I take it you also like what what you see..." he said boldly yet leaving her an opening as almost to let her agree.

"You should treat women with respect if you ever want one like me, asshole!" Lisa said as she was clearly caught off guard by the tall boy with a basketball tucked under his arm. Instead of anger, he just laughed and walked away. Lisa scoffed as she let him gain some distance. She couldn't tell if she was angry at him or herself for the warmth deep between her thighs. He had got under Lisa's skin and she was not sure on how to feel.