Jake knew he wanted her the first time he saw her. She must have just moved into the building, as he had never seen her before. He knew that he certainly would have noticed.
She had yelled to him to stop the elevator as it was closing, and he held it open for her. She was carrying a bag of groceries, and her substantial chest was heaving heavily from the exertion. The buttons on her blouse were coming undone, and he could see her full cleavage falling and rising with each breath.
She had turned and smiled at him, giving him a breathy "thanks." She was a knockout, with waist length dark chestnut hair, eyes the color of the most brilliant sapphires, and a gorgeous smile that lit up her whole perfect face. She was tiny too, maybe only about 5'1 or so, which made her voluptuous curves even more noticeable.
Jake instantly became aroused at the sight of her, and he struggled to hide it. She didn't say anything else throughout, and when the elevator stopped on the 9th floor she got out, thanking him again. He only nodded, speechless, but secretly hoping he'd see her again.
Thankful for his luck, Jake did. Several weeks had gone by since their first encounter, and he had been caught on the elevator with her half a dozen times. She had beamed when she saw him again, and he swore her dazzling smile would be the death of him.
They had exchanged pleasantries here and there, about the weather mostly and what they did for work. She revealed that she was a paralegal. Brainy and beautiful, Jake thought. They never spoke about much more than that and never even exchanged their names.
Jake had no clue who she was. Yet he knew that he had never wanted another woman the way he did her. He envisioned her at night when he stroked his cock. He imagined her sucking him off, her mouth hot and wet.
She would bob her head up and down rapidly, taking in every inch of him, her sapphire eyes gazing seductively up at him from under long lashes. He then would push inside her pussy, forcing her to ride him, her large breasts bouncing with every movement, as she called out his name.
But his fantasies weren't enough. He needed it to become a reality.
About a month after he had met her, Jake returned home from work in a torrential rain. He was drenched when he rushed onto the elevator to take him to his 12th floor apartment. Just as the doors began to close, there she was again, rushing to make it.
"Wait! Hold it!" She cried.
Jake quickly pushed his hand between the doors to stop it, and she shoved herself in. She looked more amazing than ever. Again, her blouse was coming undone, revealing the top of her breasts. She was soaked to the bone, so he could see the outline of the black bra she was wearing underneath.
Her pencil skirt was unusually tight, and he could make out the soft curve of her ass. She had glasses on today, which was different. She never had worn them before, but he loved it. She looked like an insanely sexy librarian. His cock stiffened.
She brushed back her wet hair, sighed deeply and smiled at him.
"Whew it's really coming down out there huh?" He nodded, completely stunned into silence by her beauty.
The elevator began its slow ascent, and he watched her as she took of her glasses to try to dry them. Everything she did, every move of hers was so enticing, even if she didn't mean it to be. They were the only two in the elevator, and he glanced at the numbers rising for each floor.
Jake knew his chance was now. He couldn't wait any longer.
Stepping forward he slammed the emergency stop button, bringing the elevator to a halt. She shrieked in surprise, nearly dropping her glasses. She pulled them back on to look at him.
