Going Down

I work a corporate job and my office is on the 40th floor. Every day, I  take the same elevator up. Lately, I am running into this very handsome guy. I get a bit wet every time we get into the elevator together. I can't help but imagine what would happen if the elevator was empty: how he would kiss me and fuck me when no one was watching.

My fun ends when we get off, but I know we'll find each other again tomorrow—same place, same time. Is he having the same thoughts? I am sure he does...