I love having the fantasy when were in the elevator together. It’s just you and me awaiting to get off at the 200th floor. Your a coworker who I’ve always had a crush on but have been too shy to approach during lunch breaks in this particular fantasy. You have a simple business suit on and haven’t shaved in days, so your mustache and beard make my hormones go crazy if I stare at you for too long. Suddenly we unexpectedly make eye contact and you pick me up and sit my on the railing. Your hands travel up my stockings and massage my thighs. I pull you in between my legs and feel up your broad shoulders and chest as you hungrily nibble on my neck. Then you rip them open and play with my underwear straps and your b**** presses up against the side of my thigh.