Monday
I walk onto the elevator and push the twenty button. On the second floor, the door opens. Standing there waiting is a tall brunette. She smiles at me and steps into the car. She reaches over and presses the nineteen. The elevator begins to rise.
I look over at her. She is looking at the numbers above the door. Then she turns my direction. I look down at my watch to avoid making eye contact. When her gaze returns to the climbing numbers, I return my gaze to her perfectly shaped body. Her full chest was covered by a light-blue silk blouse, tucked into a solid black pencil skirt that ended just above her knees. Her long, silky smooth legs plummetted into a pair of four inch light-blue pumps.
I snap out of the daze that she had put me in as the door opens. She steps out, and I look at her tight rear as she exits the elevator. The door closes as I watch her turn a corner.
Tuesday
I step onto the elevator and push the twenty button. On the second floor, the door opens. Again, standing there is the beautiful brunette. She smiles at me and steps in.
"Nineteen please," she says to me. I stand dumbfounded for a split second and then quickly jam the nineteen button with my thumb. "Thanks," she says. I nod my head and smile.
Today she is wearing a pin stripe suit. Her blazer is cut to accent her curvy torso and her pants hug her backside just right. She is wearing a red blouse underneath her coat and matching heels on her feet.
The door opens and she makes her way out.
"See ya later," she says. The doors close before my brain puts the pieces together.
"Yeah. See ya," I get out, but it's too late.
Wednesday
I get on the elevator and push the twenty button. I feel a little anxious. The second floor comes and goes. She wasn't there today. I feel my heart sink a little. I had planned to introduce myself and find out her name.
*****
The day is over. I get on the elevator and push the one button. The elevator drops one floor and opens. Standing there is the tall brunette. Today she is wearing a gray suit with a pencil skirt. Her hair is still tied up in a bun.
"Sorry I missed you this morning. I was running late." she says as she pushes the two button.
"I'm Terance," I say extending my hand.
"Mallory," she responds while taking my hand.
"So what do you do on the nineteenth floor?" I ask.
"I'm Mrs. Roth's PA. What about you?What takes you to the top floor every morning?"
"Well, I head a team that pretty much earns close to seventy-five percent of the profit margin of this company, but gets zero percent of the credit," is my response.
"Wow, that sound aweful."
"I really can't complain to much. I get the end result that I am looking for."
"And what's that?" she asks.
"A pretty big check at the end of the month." She laughs a little and the door opens on two.
"See you tomorrow?" she asks grinning at me. I nod and smile.
"Definitely."
Thursday