Executive Decisions is a series of short stories. They can be read individually or one after another starting with The Meeting, then Working Dinner and this one. Going Up? is dedicated to a special friend. Thanks to all of my friends for helping me with this story. I hope you enjoy them and feel free to send me any and all comments or suggestions you may have. I love the feedback. Oh, and there are more stories to come…very, very soon.
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“I’m so glad you invited me to lunch, Madie. I’ve lived here my entire life and have never eaten at this hotel. I’ve heard the food is phenomenal.”
“Well, it’s not like we get to see each other often and since I’m in the Bay for this freaking meeting, I couldn’t resist treating you to a meal here. J, I do apologize for it being so late in the day. I had to close the meeting. Thankfully it all went very well.”
“This is good. I know how hard you’ve been working on this project. Besides I’m so happy to spend some time with you. So give me the scoop. What’s up with the mystery man? Will his identity finally be revealed? Or are we all to stay in the dark forever?”
“I can’t believe I haven’t told you-“
“Told me? You have kept this a secret for what? Six months? You tell me you’re involved with someone online and then you meet him in person. But do I get details? Nooooooo.”
“Oh J. I promise to tell you everything.”
“Everything? Wait hold that thought. I’m just getting into the elevator. I’m already starting to lose my signal. We’ll have to finish this conversation when I get up there. I can’t wait to hear this story! When you’re finished I’ll tell you about my elevator fantasy.” Laughing, J stepped onto the elevator her phone cutting out just as she walked passed the doors. Looking from side to side for the panel to select her floor, the outer walls showed her surprise as her reflection greeted her. Locating the panel on her right she looked for the roof button. As she reached out to push number 21, the doors began to close. J winced when a hand reached in and got squeezed. The doors automatically pulled open.
J looked up from the masculine hand to a broad chest to a beautiful smile and twinkling eyes. The man nodded at her. Realizing she held a dead phone in her hand she shoved it into her pocket book, smiling at him. He winked at her, making her giggle.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been in a mirrored elevator,” J thought as she looked around the interior. She couldn’t help but look him over again, tingling with surprising excitement. “Oh calm your hormones. Just because you mentioned your elevator fantasy doesn’t mean it will come true.”
The enclosed elevator completely encased in mirrors from floor to ceiling enthralled her, J remarked, “Almost makes you think there should be a bed in here.” Oh my god did I just say that out loud? J shook her head and looked at the floor, her reflection revealing her reddened cheeks.
“Actually that is exactly what I was thinking.” He smiled at her, tilting his head coaxing her attention from the floor up to his dark mysterious eyes. The mischievous glint she saw there made her heart flutter. “Going up?”
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“Hi, Renata? It’s Madie. Oh good. I’m glad I caught you. No, I won’t be back tomorrow. I have some business to wrap up here. Look, I know it isn’t your fault but he can kiss my ass. I’m here for the company and I will do my job. He really needs to back off. I’ll be back on Thursday.” Madie nodded her head in thanks as the waiter brought her drink to the table. “Yes, I’m having lunch with her. J should be here any moment. I can see the elevators coming up the center of the hotel from my table. That two-way mirror they have is a riot. Watching people fix their hair, make faces or whatever, thinking no one can see them. I am getting a kick out of it. Total entertainment.”
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The elevator began its accent and immediately stopped. The halt so unexpected had J falling back against him as she lost her balance. Her hand brushed against the inside of his thigh as she fought to right herself. Her face flushed red with embarrassment and lust. Her hand felt him grow aroused even in the brief moment of contact.
His strong hand clasped hers in his giving her body a jolt as the sensation made its way to her brain. It registered like a bullet. No words were needed. Their eyes connected, light azure blue to dark chocolate brown, unblinking as unspoken words and images swirled in the air silently around them. Pulling her against his body, her curves molding against his hard frame, she felt more stirrings of his arousal.
Moving together, their actions synchronized all around them. His hand slid up her thigh exposing more succulent flesh with every inch. He reached under her skirt to cup her ass running his fingers along her lacy thong teasing and testing. He pulled her tight grinding her against his erection.
Her body molded to his as he enveloped her. Thick arms wrapped around her voluptuous body caused shivers to run up her spine. His strength, the anticipated power that would fill her, thrilled and urged her to be more reckless than she’d ever been. Here in an elevator with a stranger where anyone could walk in, once it got started again. Thankfully they had only themselves to see this event in this private space.