Going Down?

It was nearing 7 PM when Rosie finished the analysis of her data from her latest biology research and sat back in her desk chair with a sigh. She glanced down at her lap and noticed a small portion of her nude stocking tops were peeking out from under her skirt. Usually, she was in the field outfitted in hiking gear, long-sleeved shirts, and a wide-brimmed hat to protect her fair skin from the elements while collecting data. However, when she went into the lab to tabulate, sort, and analyze her findings she preferred to show off her well-toned legs, strong arms, and firm breasts. Rosie traced a finger across the lacy top of her thigh highs and glanced around the floor, only a handful of people were still working.

She shut down her computer and moved her messenger bag out from under her desk with her foot. Swinging around in her chair she positioned the bag between her feet and started packing up. While leaning forward to place reports into her bag, Rosie felt like someone was watching her. Lifting her head her eyes caught one of her protégés, Daniel, gazing at her. Daniel was a few years younger but didn't say much to her in the office or field. On the few occasions Rosie did speak to him, it was to ask him to do a task. He would respond with, "As you wish" and slightly bow his head to her. Coming back to the moment, Rosie realized she was still leaning forward in her chair with her legs spread open slightly to access her bag on the floor. She looked down and noticed her loose blouse gave him the perfect opportunity to see the tops of her full tits in her favorite lace bra. He didn't look away when she caught him looking and continued his deep gaze at her body. Rosie's legs spread apart also gave him a great look up her thighs and directly into the crotch of her matching lace panties. The thin material separated his eyes from what he desired.

Rosie hesitated for a moment. She knew that her assistant could see directly up her skirt and probably got a view of her cleavage, but she felt a pulse rush through her and a tingling in her pussy. What was happening, she wondered as she could feel herself getting aroused and wet. Rosie looked back down at the bag resting on the floor between her open knees. Any other woman would have quickly turned in their chair and reported the unwanted stares to HR, but Rosie made no attempts at hiding herself from this office voyeur. Her nipples hardened as she continued to slowly pack her things up. By the time she was finished closing her messenger bag, Rosie's panties were soaked with her juices. The thought of someone seeing her most intimate parts was making Rosie's body flush with excitement. Did anyone else catch a glance as well? She stood up and swung her bag over her head to wear as a cross-body. The bag's strap pressed between Rosie's firm breasts, further accentuating their shape.

She paused for a minute at her desk to see who else might have caught a glance. Three other interns, two young men named James and Greg, in their mid-20s, and Sarah, a very quiet woman who couldn't be over 22, were still working on the floor. With the open floor plan, any one of them could have caught a glimpse of her without her knowing. Rosie turned and headed to the elevators. She wanted to get home as soon as possible and use her favorite toy before going to the gym. Her body was still in a heightened state of arousal as her slender finger pressed the down button for the elevator. While she waited, Rosie popped her AirPods in and scrolled through her Literotica's audio selection of stories about exhibitionism and sex in public. It always excited her that she could listen to an erotic story while in public and no one would ever know. After accidentally flashing her assistant, her pussy dripped from dirty thoughts of others seeing her tits or perfectly shaped ass, or getting fucked in a public place. Since she had her AirPods in she didn't hear two people walking up to the elevator next to her. A slight gasp escaped Rosie's lips when she noticed her assistant Daniel, who most definitely saw up her skirt, and the young twenty-something Sarah, standing next to her. She quickly pulled her phone to her chest. Did they see what she was searching up, she wondered. The elevator doors finally opened and the three of them shuffled into the elevator. The space was tight to begin with and it didn't help that there were already three others in that lift. Rosie and Sarah were the last two in and turned to face the door.

Leaning over to press the floor button, Rosie and Sarah both tried to hit P1 and ended up with their hands intertwined. "Sorry," both women said at the same time. Sarah seemed to slowly caress Rosie's hand as she pulled it away. The young assistant's hands were so soft and delicate, Rosie thought to herself. The elevator hummed and started to descend. Her fingers went back to scrolling through audio stories while she waited for the elevator to reach the parking deck, 26 floors below her current location. She had finally found one and slid her phone into her bag when it happened. Without warning the lights flickered, then went fully out. The emergency lights were barely more than a match light, and none of the buttons on the elevator control panel seemed to function when Sarah frantically hit every button. The elevator was stuck. "Shit balls!" Rosie muttered while wondering how long they would be stuck in this tiny lift.

"Even better, there's no cell signal in here," one of the guys standing next to Daniel said. Rosie turned to look at Daniel. The low light made it difficult to make out his features, but Rosie knew it was him standing directly behind her. He always wore the same cologne in the office. Rosie straightened back around so she could dig in her bag for her phone when she felt fingers moving up her thigh. She froze. Do I scream, do I swat the phantom hand away, who's hand is it?! Her body reacted in a way she did not expect, she began getting turned on. The bodiless fingertips continued to feel up and down her nylon-encased leg, each time moving higher and higher towards her hip and ass. Rosie bit her lip and let out the faintest sigh. It had been too long since she was last touched by someone else. The fingers became two hands, both massaging her thighs and hips. With the lack of light and the cut of her skirt, no one else could see that she was being felt up right there. The hands were caressing her outer thighs then the stranger's right hand vanished and quickly reappeared on Rosie's left inner thigh, the petting getting closer and closer to her soaked panties. The first contact with the crotch of her panties was the lightest of touches, but that one touch set Rosie's body on fire.

Desire took over her body and Rosie slightly spread her legs open to accommodate her intimate invader. She loved the feeling of the fingers stroking her stockings and the firm pressure of the stranger's fingers against her dripping pussy even more. Rosie's breathing was becoming faster and faster. The fingers pulled her thin panties to the side and easily slide inside her wet slit. She had to reach out to stabilize herself. Without thinking, Rosie put one hand on the wall and the other on Sarah's shoulder. Sarah looked at her in confusion. Realizing what she did, Rosie glanced at Sarah and gave her a little grin. Rosie couldn't believe she was getting fingered in an elevator! Did Sarah know what was happening inches from her? Did anyone notice? Rosie wasn't sure if she would mind if they did! She was so excited that her pussy juice dripped down her thighs, wetting the top of her thigh highs. She needed to cum.

Fingers explored her most intimate of places. Caressing, flicking, and penetrating her warm and wet pussy. Rosie let go of Sarah and placed her hand on her nipple. She was grateful it was almost pitch black in the elevator. No one could see her rolling her hard nipple between her thumb and index finger. The magic fingers teasing her dripping slit were clearly well-experienced and skilled. Rosie edged closer and closer to her climax. Each time the fingers slowed, bringing her seconds away from cumming. She couldn't take it much longer. Then she felt something push her right to the peak of desire. One of the stranger's fingers found her tight asshole. Using her wetness to lubricate her hole, the unknown finger easily slid inside her ass.

At the same time, rapid finger movements were happening against her clit. This was it, she couldn't hold back anymore. The first wave of her orgasm hit and Rosie failed to be silent. "Ugghhnnn," escaped from her lips as her body tensed and quivered. Within seconds another climax rocked her body, "Aghhhh." The fingers didn't stop, Rosie's thigh highs were soaked down to her knees from her juices. She braced herself against the wall with her hand and finally grabbed the mysterious hand. The stranger slowly withdrew their fingers and hand leaving Rosie in a haze. As the fog lifted she tried to regain her composure. Her panties and thigh highs were soaked. Hopefully, her skirt would hide most of her naughtiness.

The lights in the elevator flickered as the power returned to the packed lift. The elevator shaft roared back to life as the car finally continued its descent to the ground floors. With a cheerful ding, the elevator reached P1 and the doors slowly opened. Sarah and Rosie both exited the elevator. Rosie turned to say bye to Daniel as the doors closed. Her mouth fell open as she watched Daniel slowly rub his fingertip against his lips then swirl his tongue around it. Daniel made eye contact for only the briefest of moments before the elevator doors closed and the car continued its journey down to P2 and lower.

The end.