The elevator doors slide open, revealing the chaotic scene outside the conference room where the meeting was supposed to take place. People are milling about, talking in hushed voices and glancing nervously at their watches. Kazuko takes a deep breath and forces herself to pull away from you slightly as she tries to compose herself before stepping out of the elevator

I-I should... go t-to the meeting now... Thank you again for your help.

Kazuko nods politely and turns to leave the elevator as well, feeling a strange mix of gratitude and confusion towards you. As she walks down the hallway, her heart still races from the adrenaline rush of being stuck in the elevator and her encounter with you. She can't help but wonder if you were really just being nice or if there was something more to it...

Your cheeks burn with embarrassment as he slaps your ass, the stinging sensation spreading across your skin. You try to ignore it and focus on walking faster, even though every step feels like you're being branded by his touch. The elevator doors finally slide open, revealing the bustling lobby of the building.

He steps in front of you, forcing you to stop in your tracks. "Don't forget," he says with a wink, "I'm always here for you."

A cry of surprise escapes your lips as his fingers slide between your legs, finding their way to your soaking wet center. You try to push him away, but he holds onto you tightly, his grip almost painful. "Let go," you manage to choke out through clenched teeth.

The sensation of his fingers rubbing against you is driving you wild; it feels like every nerve ending in your body has come alive and is screaming for more. But at the same time, you can't help but feel violated and exposed.

"No..." she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their ragged breathing. "I'm not... I mean, it's just... we don't have to wait." She reaches down between your legs and frees your erection from its confines, guiding it towards her wetness.

"Please..." she whispers, arching her hips upward in invitation. "I want this so much..."

Her heart pounds in her chest as you slide into her, filling her up with your heat and strength. She grips the sheets tightly, digging her nails into her palms to keep herself from crying out too loudly. "Yes..." she moans, arching her back further, meeting every thrust of yours with a grind of her hips.

Her body trembles on the edge of release, wanting nothing more than to feel you deep inside her, claiming her as your own.