SURPRISE...

SURPRISE.

It seemed to take forever

for the elevator to climb up the guts of the building...

what if she had stopped,

and was decent by now..?

what if she were composed and waiting at the elevator doors

when they finally opened....?

But the lobby of the suite was empty

when he looked out through the opening doors.

Straight ahead of him

was the desk of a useless person..

the receptionist..

someone to say hello..

and guide visitors to where they were supposed to be..

what a waste of space and money,

the lobby was twice the size of his apartment

To his right were the two giant offices of the managing partners,

rich with the smells of leather and good scotch..

To his left were the rest of the offices,

and then, down a long hallway,

was the gym

and the lounge.

He moved down the hallway towards the office door,

the door that he was sworn to protect,

the door that covered it's interior secrets

with a thin sheet of slightly frosted glass.

It looked like the door

to the slummy office

of a b movie private eye...

but he could make out the shape inside...

She was right where he left her,

straight across the room

against the window..

he watched her shadowy silhouette

is it dipped and stretched,

and he listened through the glass

and heard her breath..

so hard

so fast

so deep

so desperate...

small moans and cries

punctuated her breathing...

In a way,

it was better that he couldn't see clearer..

he felt his hardness grow even greater..

between the two jobs, and school,

it had been a long time

since he had heard a woman breath that way...

and the distortion,

like netted veils in the mists,

added to the fantasy.

He reached down

and removed himself from the prison..

feeling the cool air dive into his open pants

and around each straining blood vessel..

he softly began to stroke himself...

listening to her breath...

watching the spirit image on the door panel -

and became lost in her tempo..

transfixed and locked into the rhythm.

That's probably why he didn't pay attention..

didn't notice

until the soft, slender fingers

slipped around his hand

and began to stroke with him.

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