This is the 1st of many short stories that I just randomly started writing at work today. Nothing personal or to be taken serious. Just a little fun in the sun.
Each time… It was the same scenario. I’d get that text, “wait for me upstairs” and automatically go into action. Patiently waiting upstairs behind the locker room doors, I listened for the elevator. The rush was something I couldn’t get enough of. What if someone walks in? What if the cameras catch it? Right now, we really couldn’t care less. In the heat of the moment, who cares? Then… I heard the elevator doors open & couldn’t help but grin from ear to ear. I already knew what time it was. I saw his silhouette getting bigger on the other side of the frosted glass. The door crept open and he entered. As I turned around to lead the way, he switched it up. I felt his body against mine. My chest on the wall, my back to his front. One hand gripping my waist, the other on my neck. He knew that aggressive shit gets to me, QUICKLY. His lips touched my neck. With two wet kisses, he let me know he was back there. Before I could speak, my body responded….
To Be Continued…
