Stranger in the elevator

by J. J. Poland

  “There are some colleagues, so this option is not suitable. Why are you looking at me like that?” She caught his scanning look.

  “I will accept your offer on one condition. We will change your clothes and set you a little bit in order”.

  “What do you mean by "in order"?

  “I mean that I will go with you to a spa salon and they will make a woman who is worthy of me”.

  “Sir, I think, that you are out of line”. Her eyes were glittering angrily.

  “No, dear, it is you who is out of line. Everything will be under my conditions or look for someone else”. He looked straight in to her eyes.

  “I will allow to change the hairstyle only”.

  “Hairstyle and dress”.

  She gasped.

  “You can't buy me a dress”.

  “I can buy you to the bone”, he fixed his eyes on her lips. “Don't you want to kiss me?”

  “Should I?” She became visibly nervous.

  “Soon we will be... mm...closer. And I will have rights as your "boyfriend", so I will often kiss you.”

  "Often" means how many times a week?”

  The man put his empty glass on the coffee table and sat down next to her.

  “Often means every 5 minutes. Your lips taste like honey”.

  Without giving her time to think, he abruptly pulled her onto his lap, and found her lips. Slowly, he slightly opened her mouth and began to caress gently the tip of her tongue. His actions were unexpected and at first she did not understand what was happening. Feeling his lips, she shrank and pulled away.

  “Jane, if you react in such a way every time, everyone will understand that I am a fake boyfriend”. He was gently nibbling her earlobe.

  “Sir...what...what are you doing? She had goose bumps and warm waves rising from somewhere inside.

  “I want you to get used to me. He gently pulled back her head and began to kiss her neck”.

  She pulled herself together, stood up and looked at him. His eyes were heavy and passionate, he was slightly biting his lower lip.

  “What kind of dress do you want to buy for me?” She tried to defuse the situation somehow.

  “One that matches well with your underwear”, he got up and slowly approached her, “what is your clothing size?”

  “Medium”, she nervously looked upon her nails again, “and why exactly will you be buying a dress for me?”

  “I've been thinking that I want to invite your colleagues to a restaurant, so that they would get a chance to become acquainted with me”. “His finger was slowly drawing a track from her collarbone to the chest”.

  “I d-do not need a restaurant. I need you for 5 minutes only. Just to show that there IS a "boyfriend " and to leave”. The girl began to step back to the door.

  “Actually, I wanted to throw a party for you and your colleagues at my home, but then I thought it would be too much. I will wait for you and your colleagues tomorrow after work at a restaurant. Don't you want to kiss me goodbye?”

  “No, too often, too bad. See you tomorrow.”

  She frantically opened the door and stormed out of the apartment.

  “I still have the patience to play along with you, but a little bit more and it's over. And then I'll count your orgasms”. The man said with a slight smile and closed the door upon the girl.

  Jane was standing in front of the wardrobe searching for an appropriate dress. She had already put on her sexiest underwear and was trying to figure out which dress would fit. Once she had gone through them all, she realized that maybe Daniel was right. She really needed a new dress. A doorbell interrupted her thoughts. She quickly shuffled on a bathrobe and went to open the door. It was Daniel.

  “Before we go out to buy you lingerie, I want to be sure you really don't have anything to match such a beautiful dress.”

  “Well, that’s what I’m discussing right now.”

  “Discussing? With whom?” he looked around in surprise.

  “With myself.” Jane was pulling at the strings of her bathrobe.

  “And what did your ego tell you?”

  “My ego told me that maybe you were right and I needed a new dress.”

  “I got the dress part. And what about the lingerie? I want you to put on your sexiest set and show it to me.” A sinister light was playing in his eyes.

  “Sir, don't you think that is way too vulgar?”

  “Jane, how many times do I have to tell you? Either you stop blushing every time I talk about sex and all that, or this will be the end of my patience and you will have to sort this mess out on your own.” She took off her bathrobe. “This is my sexiest lingerie.”

  Daniel took a look and laughed, covering his mouth with his hand. She had on huge, sixties-style panties and a bra that looked more like a spacesuit.

  “Jane,” he asked, still laughing, “when was the last time you bought some sexy lingerie?”

  “Five years ago. Why?”

  “This set is very old. Before we get you a new dress, we will drop by the spa salon, where they will get your hair straight, bikini area included.”

  “Excuse me, what area?”

  “We’re going to get you a pair of thongs. I'm not really sure if you’ve been taking proper care of yourself down there all this time.” The man tried to speak as delicately as possible, trying to imagine the girl's surprise when she discovers what modern thongs look like. “And your bra... you know, my grandma’s set looked sexier than this. Have you ever heard of a demi-cup bra?”

  “No.” She was flushing with shame.

  “Then you will have to search for it on the web. When do you get off your work tomorrow?”

  “At five o’clock.”

  “Okay, I'll pick you up at five. We will go and buy the stuff we need and then by eight in the evening all your colleagues will see the new you, with a boyfriend, at a restaurant. ”He couldn’t wait to see her wearing thongs and a new gorgeous bra.

  The time at work was crawling way too slow for Jane. Nobody wanted to ask her about her boyfriend, because it was pretty much obvious that there was none. Then her colleague suddenly came in – it was she, in fact, who started this game. God only knows why such a gorgeous blonde was working with Jane. She would make a perfect cover for a fashion magazine.

  “Hey, miss messy,” said the blonde. “Where is your prince?”

  “My boyfriend will pick me up at five. First, we’re going to get a new dress for me and then he will meet with my colleagues at a restaurant. He wants to prove that he actually exists. As far as I understand, you are also invited. If I were you, I’d go and spruce myself up – otherwise, you risk getting unnoticed in my company.” The blonde girl slightly narrowed her eyes and hissed. “I can’t even imagine you looking better than me. Maybe your boyfriend is a loser?”

  “You’ll soon find out. I still don't know which restaurant we’re going to; my boyfriend will decide when he arrives.”

  Five minutes before five Daniel had walked into the library and went straight up to reception. Jane’s blonde friend smiled at him and asked in a sweet voice.

  “How can I help you, sir?” She glanced over the good-looking, well-dressed man and found him quite up to her liking.

  “Could you please tell me where can I find Ms. Jane Shover?”

  “And you are… her family member? A colleague? A boyfriend, perhaps?” She smirked.

  “It’s none of your business,” he gave her a look, “who I am to her. If you don't know where she is or where her workplace is, I'll find someone else who knows.”

  “Alright, follow me.” The blonde pretended she was offended by his words.

  Meanwhile Jane was in the middle of a heated conversation with her colleague.

  “Lucy, don't you understand? You can't put classic literature next to the thrillers. These are absolutely different genres...” She couldn’t finish because she felt someone's hands around her waist.

  “Relax. I’m your boyfriend after all. Don't blush and d
on't turn your face away. I will give you a nice little kiss,” whispered Daniel as he took Jane into his arms and gently kissed her on the lips.

  “Hi, honey. How are you?”

  “Hey, sweetheart. I'm fine. My colleague and I were just having a little argument.” She looked angrily at the girl, with whom she argued a moment ago. “By the way, ladies, meet my boyfriend - Daniel.”

  The room went silent for a moment. The blonde smiled slyly and said, “I thought so from the moment you came in. You two guys are very different.”

  “I kind of doubt that you thought this because thinking is hardly your privilege.” The man's eyes crossed with hers.

  “Honey, is everything alright? Which restaurant did you choose?” Jane was doing her best to play along.

  “Ladies and gentlemen, I’m expecting all of you at eight o'clock at "Prestige" restaurant. And now you will have to excuse us – we have some errands to do.” Jane released herself from his arms and grabbed her purse.

  “I thought she would drill a hole in you – the way she stared.” Jane said, sitting in the car.

  “Yeah, she noticed me at the reception. I hate blondes. I have to be in a very bad mood to spend a night with a blonde. Raul, ‘Aphrodite’ beauty salon, please.”

  The luxury Cadillac pulled away from the library, leaving Jane's colleagues wondering, how an unremarkable girl such as Jane could have such a handsome boyfriend.

  “My dear Daniel, I haven't seen you for ages. You don’t come by too often lately - what, the hair on your head doesn't grow any more?” An elegant woman greeted Jane and Daniel at the beauty salon.

  “Hello, Giselle. This is my friend - Jane. We’re going out tonight and she’s got to look perfect. I bring her to you. Please use your Midas touch on her hair.”

  “Sure, I understand. What would you like me to do?” She turned to the girl. Jane looked at Daniel in confusion.

  “We need some proper hair styling – or, better yet, a new haircut. And pluck her eyebrows, please. Then take her to Jasmine for bikini and leg waxing. I still have a couple of unfinished businesses. Put all the expenses on my account. I'll be back in half an hour. It was nice seeing you.”

  He gently took Jane aside and said, “Jane, try not to talk to anybody. You can discuss the weather, but that’s it. Or just listen to what the girls will be saying. You got that? I will be right back.” He went away.

  “Jane, dear, will we dye the hair?” asked Giselle.

  “I don’t know… What do you think?”

  “I think we should. Your hair needs a little deeper tone. Then we’ll cut it a little bit here and here.”

  Jane was enjoying the way the hair stylist touched her hair. Remembering Daniel’s advice, she kept her mouth shut, listening to the woman talking either to herself or to her, and occasionally smiling.

  Daniel entered the beauty salon and started looking for Jane. Unable to find her, he set his eyes on some good-looking girl and came straight up to her.

  “Hello, my name is Daniel and I’m dying to find out what’s yours.”

  The girl looked at him in amazement and said, “Sir, you left me here only an hour ago. Did I change that much?”

  The man felt like he was punched in the guts. He couldn’t believe the girl he was looking at was in fact that unremarkable Jane from the library. Her hair was now deep brown and curly, streaming down her face. The eyebrows were in the perfect shape, making Jane’s eyes look bigger.

  “Jane, I'm amazed. You really did change.” It’s like she’s become a totally new version of herself – the girl, sitting in front of him. Now she could really stand up to his previous girls. “How could you’ve been so ‘unremarkable’ all this time? Look at yourself – you look great!”

  “I don’t know. I guess it just kinda happened to me… all of my life. Since day one, my parents have been telling me that it’s not all about the beauty. And now it turns out that it’s actually the most important thing.”

  Daniel just couldn’t stop looking at her.

  “Have you already had bikini waxing done? Can we go and choose the underwear and the dress?”

  “Yes, I have. I'm not sure I can walk. It was a torture.”

  “Beauty has its price.”

  “Then I'm glad that I stayed ‘unremarkable.’” He walked her to the car, trying to hide his erection.

  Sitting in the car, Daniel just couldn’t stop staring at Jane. It was still her, but at the same time different. He wanted her.

  “Raul, ‘Pleasures of Venus’ boutique, please.”

  “Got you, sir.”

  “Or shall we buy a dress first?”

  “I d-don't know.” Jane was looking down at her fingernails, afraid to meet eyes with Daniel. She was also having a hard time getting used to her new self.

  “I'm sorry, Raul. Let’s go to ‘Armani’ boutique first. I think it will be easier to match underwear with a dress than the other way around.”

  Jane observed the reaction of the shop assistants and realized that Daniel was a frequent visitor here.

  “Do you buy dresses often?”

  “I enjoy buying gifts for my ladies.”

  “And these ladies, which category do they belong to? Lovers or girlfriends?”

  “Is there any difference? They both want money at some point in our "relationship." He gently pulled her close. “You touched an interesting topic, and I'm a little bit hungry.”

  “I read that respectable customers can ask the shop assistant to order them dinner while they are buying clothes.” She tried to control herself – the gentle feel of Daniel's fingers on her back was driving her mad.

  Daniel whispered softly in her ear, “I have a different kind of hunger.”

  “Sir, I find this quite embarrassing to talk about things like that.” She was trying desperately not to lose control.

  “My dear, it’s the twenty-first century, some of the traditional views and things have changed. Besides, I'm your boyfriend. Or am I not?”

  Not expecting an answer, he softly and stoutly covered her mouth with a kiss. He felt Jane melting in his arms and got aroused even more. “I have to stop. You're like a drug. I might lose control and do you right here.” He gently touched her lips again.

  “Daniel, what a pleasant surprise!” A woman appeared literally from nowhere, smiling radiantly.

  “Hello, Carmen. I wish I could’ve visited you more often. This is Jane. We need a dress for her, we‘re going out tonight.”

  “What size do you wear? First, if I’m not mistaken?” Carmen asked Jane.

  “Actually, it’s second,” Jane was slightly surprised.

  “Darling, I know a proper first when I see it.” Daniel bit his lip in excitement. "This is going to be interesting," he thought.

  “Shall we start?” The man sat in the chair opposite the dressing room in anticipation.

  “What do you prefer?” whispered Jane.

  “Carmen will be bringing you the dresses which are appropriate for this event, and you and I will try to choose something that fits.”

  “You want me to put on every dress and show it to you?” The girl was out of breath.

  “Yes, and I want you to put it on your naked body.” Daniel smiled suggestively.

  “I didn’t sign up for this.”

  “I thought we had an agreement. And now you’re saying ‘no’? Your colleagues will be waiting for you at the restaurant in just a few hours. You wanted to win the money. We don’t have much time for your uncertainty.”

  “You sound like a very cruel businessman.”

  “I am a very cruel businessman. Now get into that fitting room, try on every dress Carmen brings you, and show it to me.”

  Carmen brought her the first dress. It was dark blue and looked very chic. Jane was afraid even to touch it, let alone put it on.

  “Carmen, are you sure it’s my size?”

  “Darling, you were born to wear this dress. Do you want me to help you with it?”

  “Yes
, please.”

  Jane was really afraid to get into that dress – it was supertight. She couldn’t hide anything in it. Jane took off her clothes and underwear, and covered herself with her hands in a shame.

  “My dear, you have an amazing body. What’s to hide?”

  “I... maybe I'm just not used to this... all... it's even strange.”

  Carmen helped her put on the dress and zipped it at the back. Jane looked at herself in the mirror with surprise. She had no idea that she had such a great body. Maybe it was because she had never really looked at herself like that.

  Carmen drew back the curtain and Jane stepped out to show the dress to Daniel.

  Daniel's eyes flashed. Dark blue velvet color complimented her beautiful curves. Jane’s perky breasts and nipples looked perfect under the dress. She tried to lay her arms on her breasts to cover them, but Daniel waved his hand in protest. “Turn around. Slowly.”

  Jane was slim, with nicely rounded hips. Her firm ass completed the picture. The man imagined how tempting that ass would look when she would bend over for him in bed. “Carmen, let's try the silk one.”

  Jane went back into the fitting room and put on a burgundy silk dress. The fabric felt very soft on her skin and the girl noticed that her nipples got hard. "Oh God, I have to calm down. I can't go out like this." Carmen treacherously pulled the curtain away and the girl barely managed to cover her nipples with her hands. Her posture slightly surprised Daniel.

  “What happened? Why are you standing like this?”

  “I didn't know it would be like that.”

  “Like what?”

  “Well, like this.”

  “Ah, come on! Get your hands off your breasts.”

  “I...I can't.”

  “Ah, you got erect nipples down there – is that what you’re trying to tell me?” The man smiled sarcastically.

  “Just let me know what you think of the dress and let me go.”