A story for Task 3
(I stole a line from you, I’m sorry but it was good!)
I wasn’t going to do it. Flirt with a stranger? And not just flirt but in an obviously sexual way? For this awkward introvert? No, I think I’ll wait for tomorrow’s task, I’m uncomfortable even thinking about it.
But then as I’m walking through the lobby taking off my coat I see this gorgeous man about to enter the elevator, and remembering your story I read this morning inspiration hits.
Fuck it, I think. Life is short and sometimes you need to step outside that comfort zone.
I start walking towards the elevator.
“Hold the door please!” As I get closer and he is stepping on. (No one else, thank the gods!)
He nods as I step on and says
“Which floor you headed to?”
I lean against the wall, take a deep breath and reply
“Yours” (told you!)
The doors shut, we’re moving and he turns a quizzical brow towards me.
I pretend to brush some fluff from my chest, (slightly arching my back to push the girls up)
“It’s hot today, isn’t it?” I ask(it’s freezing actually), before running my hand over my breast and down my stomach to rest on my thigh, trying my hardest to maintain eye contact.
He smiles and I bite my lower lip, a nervous tick.
(Who is this weirdo, he must be thinking.)
He chuckles deeply (so hot, oh my) and says “are you hitting on me?”
(Another deep breath)
“Might be” I reply, running my hand up my thigh (damn I should have worn a dress today), “is it working?” I grin cheekily, wiggling my eyebrows.
He looks at the floor, then back at me. Now he’s walking towards me, oh shit! Why is he doing that? Is it working? And why is this elevator still going, how high is this fucking building? Doesn’t anyone else need on?
My mind is racing when he puts his hand beside my head and reaches with his other hand to push my hair behind my ear, running his finger tips along my jawline and brushing his thumb over my lip.
What the actual fuck is happening right now? My heart is racing, breath coming quickly. He’s leaning in, and I think I’m about to pass out.
“I’m married sweetheart” he rumbles in my ear “but thank you, for the offer”
“Yeah, cool, no worries “ I squeak.
Suddenly the doors open and he walks out, winking on his way, and I sink to the floor in a fit of giggles.
What the hell just happened?!
So anyways, now I’m sitting in the stairwell trying to catch my breath and typing away furiously for you, because details you said. (Also I now have to walk down 15 floors because I am NOT getting back on that elevator!)
The things a girl will do for a strange (read intriguing and devilish) man on the internet 🤦🏻♀️
I am fucking floored. Day 3 is possibly my favorite one so far. Unreal stories. Stepping out of your comfort zone. Love it.