24-10-2022, 06:42 PM
"What the fuck?" I cursed aloud, forgetting where I was. Casting a quick glance over at her, I quickly corrected myself. "Pardon me. Let me help you up."
Amy was on the floor on her side; her dainty hands were rubbing her sore ass through her panties.
"What happened?" She asked.
"Thank you." She added, taking my overly large hand and gingerly regaining her feet. For the first time Amy's eyes looked into mine. My God she was gorgeous.
Rubbing her ass softly, Amy almost moaned her next speech pattern. "Ohhhh... My butt."
Smiling to myself, I made my way over to the panel and pressed the emergency contact button. There was a few second of silence before a worried man's voice came on over the speaker.
"Yes? Can I help you?" It asked, he sounded a bit like old grumpy man.
"Yeah, we're trapped in one of the lifts." I said, casting a quick glance up to the row of lights that indicated the floor we were on. Sadly, they were all dark and typically I couldn't remember how high up we were. "I'm not sure what floor we're near."
"Ah yes, We're having one of the floors remodeled on the fifteenth floor. That may have something to do with it. How many people are in your lift?"
"Just two of us." Rather stupidly, I looked back into the cart to check. Realizing how dumb I looked, I turned back to the speaker.
"I'm sorry, but that makes you low priority. We have fifteen people trapped in lifts all over the building. You'll just have to sit and wait. The power has been known to come back on. If not, you're probably looking at an hour or so. Hit the button if you have any more questions." Then the line went dead. Delightful.
"OK, we sit tight and we're low priority? I imagine we'll probably have an hour or so to kill. Are you OK?" I asked, walking back to her.
"A little sore." Amy chuckled at least she wasn't freaking out. She looked around for any form of entertainment before sighing and shaking her head. Looking over at me, she beamed with a big grin. "Thank God Its Friday right?"
Smiling, I nodded my head. "Yeah. I actually had plans tonight too."
"Girlfriend?" She asked, looking over at me.
"Nah, we broke up a while ago now. It was going to be me and some of my buddies out for some drinks”. I said, smiling politely.
As Amy played around with the skirt in her hand, I couldn't help myself. I had to look at her tits. They were imprisoned in that top she was wearing. It looked like it was too tight as her jugs pressed against the fabric. I couldn't quite tell but I'd hazard a guess at her not wearing a bra and her tits being roughly double B's. I was never good at guessing sizes but I was always more than willing to study pictures of naked ladies, to study. Yeah, that sounds plausible. Study.
Amy was on the floor on her side; her dainty hands were rubbing her sore ass through her panties.
"What happened?" She asked.
"Thank you." She added, taking my overly large hand and gingerly regaining her feet. For the first time Amy's eyes looked into mine. My God she was gorgeous.
Rubbing her ass softly, Amy almost moaned her next speech pattern. "Ohhhh... My butt."
Smiling to myself, I made my way over to the panel and pressed the emergency contact button. There was a few second of silence before a worried man's voice came on over the speaker.
"Yes? Can I help you?" It asked, he sounded a bit like old grumpy man.
"Yeah, we're trapped in one of the lifts." I said, casting a quick glance up to the row of lights that indicated the floor we were on. Sadly, they were all dark and typically I couldn't remember how high up we were. "I'm not sure what floor we're near."
"Ah yes, We're having one of the floors remodeled on the fifteenth floor. That may have something to do with it. How many people are in your lift?"
"Just two of us." Rather stupidly, I looked back into the cart to check. Realizing how dumb I looked, I turned back to the speaker.
"I'm sorry, but that makes you low priority. We have fifteen people trapped in lifts all over the building. You'll just have to sit and wait. The power has been known to come back on. If not, you're probably looking at an hour or so. Hit the button if you have any more questions." Then the line went dead. Delightful.
"OK, we sit tight and we're low priority? I imagine we'll probably have an hour or so to kill. Are you OK?" I asked, walking back to her.
"A little sore." Amy chuckled at least she wasn't freaking out. She looked around for any form of entertainment before sighing and shaking her head. Looking over at me, she beamed with a big grin. "Thank God Its Friday right?"
Smiling, I nodded my head. "Yeah. I actually had plans tonight too."
"Girlfriend?" She asked, looking over at me.
"Nah, we broke up a while ago now. It was going to be me and some of my buddies out for some drinks”. I said, smiling politely.
As Amy played around with the skirt in her hand, I couldn't help myself. I had to look at her tits. They were imprisoned in that top she was wearing. It looked like it was too tight as her jugs pressed against the fabric. I couldn't quite tell but I'd hazard a guess at her not wearing a bra and her tits being roughly double B's. I was never good at guessing sizes but I was always more than willing to study pictures of naked ladies, to study. Yeah, that sounds plausible. Study.
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