She might have been a stockbroker, or lawyer or something. The two of you never spoke, but today for whatever reason you decided to be a bit more adventurous and speak first.
"Morning." You say nonchalantly.
She turned her head towards you, surprised to hear your voice for the first time. "Morning." She responded.
As the elevator doors closed and you began your ascent, you didn't know what to say next. Luckily, she broke the silence for you.
"So, this thing seems to be taking a while." She said, looking at the floor indicator.
"Yeah, I don't think it's ever taken this long before." You said.
The elevator began to shudder as the emergency brakes kicked in, stopping it abruptly.
"Well that's great." You said annoyed.
"It is." She said with a malicious grin.
You didn't know this woman at all and now you were stuck in an elevator together. You reached into your pocket and pulled out your phone, but it had no signal. The office building was tall, and seeing how you were stuck on the 77th floor, it would have taken forever for help to arrive.
Ironically, that's when the elevator intercom blared out. "Attention, please evacuate the building through the stairs, we will not be opening the elevators." The voice on the intercom said.
"Well, I guess we're stuck." You sighed out.
"I guess we are..." She responded.
You stood there for a moment in awkward silence as she opened her purse and pulled out a nail file. She started to meticulously file her nails, but that wasn't what made you nervous. It was the fact that she started to slowly move closer towards you. Eventually, she reached out to you and pulled your face towards her own. Then, before you even knew what was happening, she began licking your face.
"Mmmm...you taste good." She moaned, continuing to glide her wet tongue up and down your cheek.
You tried to pull away, but her grip on your head wouldn't allow you to.
"Hold still...or I'll stab you. A lot." She threatened, brandishing her sharpened nail file.