I was 19, working a summer job in a downtown office building, learning to read insurance policies, the dullest thing in the world. I was asked to help move some boxes of files down to storage using the freight elevator, this was an old buildings with a cage elevator which I had no idea how to use. Kathy, an old lady of 26, who I thought was pretty hot, came with me to run the elevator and to show me where the boxes go.
I have a several dollies loaded with boxes and we get on the elevator and start heading down. All of a sudden the elevator stops between floors in the middle of nowhere land. Kathy cusses a bit and tries everything to get it to move, no luck, so she starts ringing the alarm, hoping someone will hear it. After a few minutes the building guy yells up, Kathy tells him the elevator is stuck again, he accuses us of overloading it, then says he will call the elevator service company to come fix it.
Kathy says that will take at least 45 minutes, she says it has happened to her before. OK, I'm claustrophobic, although it's a big elevator I start to panic a little and sweat, Kathy asks me what's wrong, I tell her. She keeps talking to try to distract me, its not working.
She says "maybe a little peek of stocking will distract you", and she lifts her short 70's skirt a little, I'm definitely. distracted. She lifts it up higher and I see panties, "you like...?", she smiles at me.She lifts up her knit top and shows me her lacy and inadequate bra.
"You know, we've been wondering, me and some of the other ladies, if those size 14 shoes of yours are false advertising, they say big hands, big feet, big dick."
I reached out to fondle her, but she backed away "your hands are filthy from loading boxes, you can look, but I'll do all the touching".
Kathy lifted her bra up so I could see her luscious tits,, then she reached out and unzipped me, reached in and felt up and down my cock, "umm, I'm not disappointed at all", she sat down on this little pull down seat by the controls and pulled me over. My GF had only given me head a few times and that was under protest, Kathy wasn't protesting. She twirled her tongue and licked until I exploded all over the floor.
Kathy covered herself up and put her finger over her lips, "this is our secret".
My panic was gone and when they got the elevator going we went down to the basement and I moved the boxes in place. I took the stairs up. Kathy said it was our secret, but I'm pretty sure she shared her adventure with soe of the other ladies. All summer I would get these giggly looks and questions about my shoe size from the women in the office.
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