Damn computer system!
I was stressed out. I had to get out of this place and get something cold to drink. I was thinking about quitting my job when I stepped into the elevator. It has not been a fruitful night so far.
Usually my job is not this bad. As a tax accountant for an international corporation, I am well compensated for my training and advice. Unfortunately, it is tax time and the annual shareholders meeting is coming up, so I am compiling reports and generating tax documents at midnight on Friday when the damn computer system crashes.
Throwing my briefcase to the elevator floor, I punch the basement where our parking garage is located. It is going to be a quick ride even from the 43rd floor because at this time of night, there shouldn't be anyone else in the building. I was surprised when the elevator jumped to a halt at the 36th floor.
"Who from Payroll could be working at this hour?" I thought to myself.
The doors opened and Janet stepped through the doors carrying her trench coat and briefcase. She jumped when she realized someone else was in the elevator. Like me, she was expecting to be alone.
"You startled me!" she stated as she moved beside me to place her briefcase down.
She placed her coat over her case and stretched to get her blood moving again after what appeared to be a long day. As she stretched, I thought her breasts were going to explode through her silk blouse as they pushed the material to their limit. I saw the outline of her nipples and blushed as she caught me admiring her feminine beauty.
"I'm sorry, long day. I wasn't expecting anyone else either." I commented as I turned my head away slightly so I could look at her through my peripheral vision. She reached into her blouse and adjusted a strap of her bra and I wished that it was my hand doing that instead of hers.
Realizing that the doors were still open, I reached for the floor buttons and asked, "Going down?"
"Yes, please" she responded. I saw her reach her hand to her hair and twirl a strand in her fingers as the doors closed. I noticed that she was looking at me as the elevator started its slow descent again.
"You're here late." She said.
"Yeah, but with the system down, I can't get anything done so I decided to get some relief." I explained.
"Me too. I was trying to complete my monthly reports before Monday but..." her voice trailed off.
" I know. I'm so worked up I can't think straight" I complained to her as she shook her head in agreement.
"When that system went down, I told myself the hell with this, got my shit and left" I continued.
"Me too. I so wound up, I don't think I'll be able to get to sleep when I get home."
"Maybe I can help you. At least one of us can get a little relaxation," I said as I reached for her shoulders. Facing me, I placed my hands on her shoulders to turn her around. She did not resist so I slowly began to massage her tense shoulders and neck.
"That feels great." she said as she released a deep sigh.
I continued massaging and occasionally would let me hand drop down her spine and back to work the pressure out. She continued relaxing and started to move her head around to help me. As we continued our descent, I would move my hands to her waist and use my thumbs to massage the small of her back and down to the top of her pelvis. Then I would slide my outstretched hands slowly up her back moving the tension out as I went up. My touching her was invigorating to me. I felt my manhood start to swell in my pants. I reached down and adjusted my tool in my pants so it wouldn't poke her in the back if she moved.
We felt the elevator jerk to a stop and the bell went off announcing our arrival at the basement. The doors opened and the dimly lit basement loomed in front of us. Before I could take my hands off her back, she reached up and pressed to button for the top floor.
"I hope you don't mind but this feels too good to stop right now." Janet purred.
I just continued moving my hands as the elevator closed again and began climbing towards the 72nd floor. Within a few moments, Janet turned around and said, "It's your turn now."
She reached forward and placing her hands on my chest, she turned me around. She tried to reach my shoulders but with her being only five feet four inches and me being six feet two, she found it difficult. I decided to help out so I knelt down on my knees. She began to reciprocate the attention back to my shoulders and back. Her hands were strong on my aching muscles and I felt the tension rise out of me as she worked her magic. My tool was also rising as I concentrated on her touch. She worked my neck muscles with one hand as I felt her moving behind me. "O.K., time to work the front." She said as she used her hands to prompt me to turn around. When I turned around, I saw the loveliest pair of tits I had ever seen on a woman. She had removed her blouse and bra while she massaged my neck and dropped them to the floor.
Ding! The elevator had reached the top and she reached out and pressed the basement button again.
"It's time to go down," she said in a soft and husky voice.