Elevator.

I slammed down on the elevator button, hoping it would open before the crowd of amorous degenerates forced their way past Natalie. Nervously, I peeked over my shoulder tapping my foot as I awaited the doors to open. Demented eyes trained on my bare ass, a girl with frizzy hair ducked under Natalie's arm to chase me; only to have my friend haul her back by grabbing her shirt. My 'fans' were about to break through. Should I just take the stairs?

Right when I was about to dart for the stairwell, the elevator doors finally opened up. I scuttered through and started frantically pressing the button for the lobby right when at least three women broke through Natalie's towering human barricade. I was now pressing the 'close' button at the speed of light; one hand clicking away, the other weakly trying to cover my cock. Come on! Damn thing! Shut the door!

The doors began to close...