Thread: Trapped in a Lift (Jack Stalker and ~ Sweet Cheeks ~)

Zoe Parker breathed in lightly and groaned as she pulled up into the parking lot of her apartment. She lived in a apartment complex with quite a few other people, including her good friend Jason Steadman. From what she could tell, he was an amazing man. She had no problem with him, but yet she hadn't noticed him watching her, looking at her through his window. Watching her change, watching her masturbate. If anyone asked him anything about her, he'd know it. Though stepping out of her car she shut the door behind her and she walked away. Pressing the lock button on her keys she listened to the vehicle honk, signaling that it was locked and armed. Reaching the front door, she pulled her key out and pushed it into the lock. Unlocking the door and sliding in, she held her bag tight against her waist as she strolled through the hallway slowly. Reaching the elevator she closed her eyes. She needed a bath, she wanted to get upstairs to her room. Get undressed, climb into the hot, steamy bath and just relax for the rest of the night. But of course, fate had other plans for her. Listening to the elevator beep as it reached the first floor she stepped inside and she turned around slowly. Facing the hallway and the numbers, reaching over she pressed the number 11. The building was quite big, as there were 12 floors. It was an obnoxiously huge building, but it housed a lot of people. Closing her eyes her fingers ran up to brush through her dark brown hair that clung to her neck and shoulders. Her blue eyes were hidden behind those lids that stayed closed for most of the ride up the elevator shaft. She wore a light fitting white tank top with a black skirt that clung to her shapely hips and ass. She leaned back against the wall and she nibbled on the inside of her bottom lip. She was a decently tall woman, not as tall as Jason though. Her body was fit, she worked out regularly. Whether it be work out videos or her running around the blocks down in the city. Her Double D breasts strained tightly against her top, her chest rising and falling slowly as she breathed in and out. She wore a pair of black high heels that accentuated her long, toned, tan smooth legs. Her legs were long and beautiful, something that would tempt a man to spread those beautiful things and feast his eyes on what they were hiding. Though the elevator came to a stop and she looked up slowly just as the doors opened and she breathed in lightly as she saw who it was. Jason. She gave a small smile, Hey there. She spoke and she tilted her head to the side. She found him attractive, she wasn't going to hide that. She had always found him attractive, but she always saw a girl on his arm. So she figured he wasn't looking for something. Which.. he was.. but it definitely weren't those girls. It was her writhing beneath him that he was looking for. Though that never crossed her mind at least until this moment. The doors shut and she clutched onto the small railing as the elevator shuttered and came to a sudden hault. She looked around slowly as the lights flickered and she looked over to him, it almost seemed as if it was something that he had planned. She saw that look on his face, the look in his eyes as his fingers smoothed back his hair and reached for his Camera. She stepped back a bit, it seemed... a bit awkward. Why was he acting this way towards her though her eyes grew wide at his words. What..? She asked and she stepped back slowly as her back hit the wall and she shook her head. You're joking with me, right? She cocked her brow and she crossed her arms.