Chapter 7 Stuck in The Elevator

Chris had a thing for big breasts and word of it spread like wildfire throughout the entire company. But the guy himself was totally clueless.

Meanwhile, poor Amber had no idea who she had rubbed the wrong way and was planning to take it easy in the afternoon. However, fate had other plans for her and she ended up with a truckload of work to do.

Most of the job entailed processing tiny design drawings, a task she was more than capable of handling. But the sheer volume was just too much, and she began to suspect that someone was gunning for her. With no other option, she had to stay back and work overtime, which meant leaving work way past her usual time.

One by one, her colleagues trickled out of the office until only Jessica was left. She offered some words of comfort and even patted Amber on the back before leaving. Amber was left feeling all alone and abandoned.

The company tried to make up for it by providing meal allowances for those working late. So, Amber trudged over to the cafeteria with frustration in her chest and ordered a fried chicken combo. After all, there was nothing to eat at home, so it made sense to fill her belly before leaving. Just then, she spotted Chris, in the company of a gorgeous lady. It was Linda, dressed in a revealing outfit, flaunting her assets shamelessly.

Amber couldn't help but wonder if this was how she had won over Ryan. She shook her head, grabbed the last chicken leg, and made a beeline for the exit. She knew she had to grow a thick skin to survive and make other plans.

After downing her food, she ordered a smoothie and felt grateful for the company's kindness. As she glanced around the cafeteria, she realized that she was the only one left. She dashed to the elevator, hoping to make a quick escape.

But just as the elevator doors were about to close, Chris stepped in. Amber froze in shock, instinctively scurrying to the corner, trying to make herself as invisible as possible. Chris was a towering figure, and just his presence was enough to intimidate her. She watched the floor numbers tick by, trying to figure out how long it would take her to make a run for it.

Suddenly, the elevator shook violently, and the lights went out, plunging them both into darkness. The silence was deafening, and Amber could feel her heart beating faster and faster. The air inside the elevator grew thinner, and she began to panic. She waved her arms frantically, trying to find Chris in the darkness.

"Chris, Chris, are you there?" she cried out, hoping he wouldn't abandon her in her hour of need. After all, I was his ex-girlfriend, and he owed me that much, right?

Amber had been terrified of the dark ever since she was a little kid, and she was shaking like a leaf. But then, she felt Chris's hand grab hers, and a wave of relief washed over her. She breathed in his familiar scent and felt his hand grip her waist tightly, pressing her against the wall of the elevator. She was overwhelmed by the sensations, finding it hard to breathe as Chris took control.

"You said I like big breasts?" Chris asked, his voice as cold as ice. Amber felt a shiver run down her spine.

"W-well, you used to... like..." she stammered, feeling Chris's hand move under her clothes, exploring her body.

"What do I like?" he demanded as he cupped her breast and teased the top, making her nipples harden.

"You like to suck on my breasts," Amber moaned, feeling her legs go weak. She hadn't been with a man in four years, and Chris was making her feel things she never thought possible.

Chris didn't say a word. He tore open her white shirt, taking one of her nipples into his mouth, and showing her just how much he liked it. Amber couldn't take it anymore, panting heavily, and feeling the heat building up inside her.

The small space magnified every little sound, and Chris made sucking noises on purpose, making her blush. She leaned in closer, her breath brushing against his chest, as she hooked her hands onto his neck.

She moaned softly, unable to control the pleasure that was coursing through her body. She forgot all about her phone, a device that was smarter than she was, and allowed herself to be consumed by desire in the darkness.

Amber was wearing a tight pencil skirt, making it difficult to do anything else. But Chris knew time was running out, and he was determined to make the most of their situation.

He unzipped her skirt, and his fingers found her soaking wet underwear, as if she had been waiting for him all along. Chris chuckled in her ear, making her blush even more.

He teased her bud through her underwear, making her crave more. Amber was desperate for satisfaction, and All she knew was that she wanted to be touched. She reached directly for Chris's bulge, massaging it up and down a few times, feeling it grow bigger.

"Chris, please?" she begged, her voice breathy, and her heart racing. She pouted at him, and even thought about pulling down his pants herself. Her mind was consumed by desire, and she didn't care about anything else.