Elevator

While she was incredibly exposed, she knew this was the quickest way. The sooner she was out of here, the sooner she could get home and get clothed.

She shuffles to the elevator and hits the down button, and waits. She's restless as she waits for the elevator. At some point, an older gentleman around his 60s comes up to the elevator as well. She quickly plants her back against the wall to hide her backside. The man waits right by the elevator with her, staring at her up and down. She looks back at him, awkwardly smiling. All she could think was how cold the metal border around the elevator doors felt on her bare back, and that the older man kept pacing around, trying to sneak a better view of her body.

DING!

Jane stayed still and looked at the older man as the doors opened.

"After you." he says.

"It's ok!"

"No, I insist." he says, forming a crooked smile.

She looks down as she shimmies into the elevator, the man enjoying his view as she walks inside. She goes to the very corner of the elevator and the man stands on the other side. Staring and admiring the very exposed 18 year old.

"What floor, sweetie?"

"um... 1st floor... please"

"Same as me." He says with a smile.

Jane was immediately regretting her decision to take the elevator. Now this old guy was going to be staring at her the entire trip down. Could this get any worse?