After a long eight hours of strenuous work at the office; Shayleen wanted to get to the main elevator faster than usual. On the way down the corridor lined with artificial flowers and copies of Rimbrants, she ran into a man that works in the cubicle next to hers in the law office. He was tall, and averagely built. His name was Zane and he has been pestering Shayleen to date him for what seems like eons now. She quickly broke her eye contact with him as he passed in hopes of not having to stop and chit-chat. But to her misfortune, he grabbed her by her hand as she tried to pass without notice. He motioned to the elevator and said that he needed to introduce her to the new secretary and asked if she could wait a few minutes by the elevator. Shayleen, being the polite, but quick witted woman she was, just nodded and hurried off to the main junction.
Shayleen always had it in the back of her mind that the only reason he was interested in her was due to the fact that she not only was a bisexual, but that she is almost a mirror image to Camron Deiz. But Shayleen, unlike Camron, has long luscious strawberry-tined auburn hair. Her height was a little taller and her figure much more defined.
When Zane finally came around to the main junction of elevators, he had on his arm the most adorable woman. Assuming that little beauty was the new secretary that she was supposed be meeting, Shayleen actually become a little eager to chit chat with Zane and their new friend.
"Shayleen, this is Nessah, and you will be training her for the next three weeks on how to replace the legal secretaries when needed."
Still astounded by her adorableness, Shayleen said with an out stretched hand, "Pleasure to make your acquaintance. Are you two clocking out also? Because if you are, would you like to take the long ride down to the main floor's lobby area and we can get to know one another better and see exactly how much training you actually need"?
Of course Zane jumped at the chance to actually grace an elevator ride with Shayleen, while Nessah said in a deep, scratchy voice, "That would be an excellent idea. I am still a little taken aback about working with one of the Supreme Court Justices' secretaries. Plus, since I started this morning, I have heard nothing but praise for your work that you do".
Shayleen automatically liked this new recruit and couldn't wait to hear more about her. So the three agreed to go and have a drink in the main floor's lobby and talk. They waited for the next available elevator and for what seemed like after a million years the third set of elevator bay doors opened. They entered and Zane hit the appropriate floor, and turned to Nessah and said, " The Manhattans here are the best in town. I personally recommend the Tennessee Iced Tea though strong it is, but worth the kick".
Nessah just sort of bobbed her head in what appeared to be a yes. She looked quite shy, but Shayleen could see something inside her eyes that said otherwise. Shayleen glanced up at the numeral read out of the floors slowly passing by as the three of them continued on in silence. They were just about to come to the 12th floor when all of a sudden the elevator shook with a shudder and came to a scampering stop.
Zane reached for the call phone to dial the technicians to alert them of the problem. He dialed out and waited in an impatient silence for a response from the other end. Finally a voice came across the main speaker system inside the elevator and alerted them that there has been a power surge on their end of the lines and the elevator would possibly be out for at least two hours before the main line could be turned back on.
"Well, I guess we get to hold off on the drinks, however; we are still alone and could go a head and still talk and get to know one another," Shayleen implied, in hopes of at least some sort of conversation to help keep her fear being in a closed space from over whelming her.
When no one began to say anything at all, Shayleen leaned against the wall and slid off her four-inch Italian suede pumps and flung her suit jacket onto the floor and sat down. Zane loosened his tie and tossed his sports coat onto his shoulder. He also sat down with his back against the wall and pulled his knees up half way to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. Nessah continued to stand and hold her brief case with a look of disbelief.
"Does this happen quite often?" she asked in a trembling, but still that deep and scratchy voice.
Zane burst into a short bit of laughter and finally announced that it was a common thing on this end due to this being the only elevator that goes all the way up to the 97th floor. Also mentioning that after a few minutes, the heat might go up because of no ventilation.
"Well, it seems to me that since we are stuck here in an oven with out power, we might as well get some tunes," Nessah said while opening her brief case and pulling out the new little gadget that is known as the Syrus XM radio. Her delicate hands and fingers moved quickly to scroll through numerous stations, searching for the right elevator music. Then after a few seconds, "Zion" by Fluke came blasting out of the small radio.
"How's this for some righteous elevator music?" she said as she started dancing away, hips swaying from side to side with the rhythmic beat. Grinding and touching herself as she gets so far into the sounds pouring out of the little contraption.
It became quite entrancing to Shayleen, so she jumped up bare-footed and began to dance right along with Nessah. The music just filled the elevator like a flood filling a swelling river. The mood quickly changed from that shy and unsociable feeling to a rather erotic one as the women began to cling to one another erotically. Shayleen has always been a little shy of her feelings for women, but at that particular moment she could not resist the smell of sweet juices flowing in the woman in front of her grinding her ass into her pelvic area.
Shayleen reached down and grabbed a handful of hair and yanked playfully. Nessah returned the gesture with a quick moan and a thrust of her hips.
