Universal key

When I worked as a night attendant at a large office centers, most of all I enraged inhabitants, or rather the inmates of the third floor. I do not know what the firm that paid their salaries, but picked them as twins - each could safely call the office bitch. To be fair, it was difficult to judge who is there for them, boss and secretary, who, young and, hell, every one is very nice, they called each other by name and kept quite friendly. Together. I do not know, may be a long chat in a purely women's team led to the fact that these men fighting friend obviously did not put a penny and never miss the opportunity to demonstrate this. What I had suffered from them for a few months of work, you would not wonder me they perceived as ordinary janitor and by the way as well, and called, among themselves, it is true, but loud enough to be heard was. But I am constantly watched some poor guy, a visitor there, came to him in the case, a colleague from another floor or even accidentally met on the stairs, but he was a man coming out of them, clenching his fists in impotent rage and with red spots on the face. You probably do faced with such a manifestation of women's solidarity, something akin to lesbianism. Of course their main reception was simple and as old as the world ... to have, and not to laugh ... If two friends know that they are attractive, they certainly will not miss the occasion to deliver a fun at each other, except, of course, in those cases when they themselves are willing to grab at each other in a muzzle. And if more than three of these girlfriends, then a chance meeting can turn into a virtual castration for you ...
Needless to say, that very soon they weaned me to require them to comply with regulations. According to the rules, work in the business center and ends no later than eight, by which time all the offices should be empty, to give up the keys, turn on the general alarm and I, or any other night on duty starts evening rounds. But we try to put you on the street these young lionesses, if they want to drink coffee and chat in the evening. This has happened often, this course was to coincide, that none of the young women's business was not going to the theater, for no one has not arrived at a luxury foreign car Cavalier, and the street is not worth the fine weather, which even a bitch can turn into quite still a pretty little girl. But during the week, but ... in the rain ...
After the first encounter with these smiling knots, I almost did not finish in the hallway with anger and resentment, as they finished with me verbally, still smiling and winking. I felt a dull, miserable, useless, and wanted only one thing ... peretrahat them all in front of each groomsman. I wanted someone to complain, do something, but I obediently went on the floors, until the lady did not deign to leave the room, and met me on the stairs very nice goodbye and good night. Good! .. I was on the floor, checked the door and was about to lock the toilet (on their floor was not even male) universal key, he felt that he no longer can, stepped inside and unbuttoned pants. I was standing in a dark room, looking as was reflected in the dim light falling from the street through the frosted windows, terracotta and faience sanitary ware, and as soon as I see how one of them now back for what is in the office and looking at the toilet sees I try to bring myself due to me by the right satisfaction, it costs me a present, a flash of light and her condescending smile, as I did not take a single motion to splash tiled wall in front of him. But then I had to, trembling with shame and rage clean up in the room where the ceremony tomorrow will come the arrogant bitch.
After that incident I simply feared, I tried not to talk even when I take a watch or perform errands included in the scope of my duties. But not necessarily verbally inform the woman that she has power over you. The land I have answered the questions, the more coquetry appeared in every mocking tone, the harder it became my vanity. I felt that the girls somehow distinguish me among the other attendants, and smile and not coming up with orders as if on purpose. And I'm the hell was bound to execute the instructions of the staff of the business center! Fantasy girls was very lively, they can be immersed in Moroku repair the elevator, because one of them imagined that "he knocks"They could foist a friendly wink "denyuzhku" and send for a beer, a gin and tonic or a jar of instant coffee "not in service, and friendship". One day, one of them, not the highest, but the most luxurious forms, fundamentally wearing nothing but expensive jeans and blouses, told me from the very beginning of the change (16.00) wait for the courier who allegedly should bring something very important at any moment. She smiled at me and strictly prohibited absent a watch. I just came in, did not even have time to take off the cloak, hand wash, well, of course I did not go to the toilet, and that on our floor down the hall on the far stairs. Wait for ten minutes, I of course agreed, but took an hour and a half, but the courier did not think to bring "a very important package of documents". I was not myself, because I swear to obtain envelope by hand, but now the thought has only to leaving home center staff, among which there were many pretty young women, did not pay attention to the fact that the watchman, that is, a pancake, night duty, increasingly difficult to stay in one place motionless. I criss-crossed his legs under the table, fidgeting in his chair, which began to seem to me very uncomfortable and was just going to spit on the promise and run down the hall, when I felt that watching me.
It was not the one nicknamed me zaglazno "chick"But of course one of her friends on the floor. Standing at the sliding lattice doors of the elevator, the girl carefully, with his damned usmeshechkoy, watching me. Somehow I just knew. Her friend, maybe just wanted to play a trick and had sent her to follow if there is enough to stupidly I expect nonexistent courier. But this thin reed eyed pussy glancing behind me realized that I am tormented in this moment. I immediately saw how she liked it! Realizing that I saw her, she was not a loss, slow and arrogant gait took me across the hall.
- Asked to pass - she smiled at me ... fun - to you in any case will not excommunicated! The documents are very important, Courier exactly is about to come up. Oh, so we are waiting, so wait for ... - she smiled, as though urged me to keep a stiff upper lip ... - so you do not fail us.
And he left the elevator. Bitch-eyed, she knew that now I, like an idiot, the principle will still sit there until it's courier, or go down the last bitch from the fourth floor. Well, or until bursting, I thought, having estimated that just sit still and I can not quietly growled through clenched teeth.
They probably felt sorry for me and not down very late - half past eight. Almost five hours later I was sitting in the empty lobby of a cold, clenched his knees, and waited for a few beautiful girls not dopyut his coffee upstairs. I gritted his teeth so that erased them up on edge. I scratched the palm of nails, I could not think of anything, just mentally begged - girl, cute, please go home!
Finally a wide, open, antique elevator with sliding bars stopped ringing and moved down to the first floor. Roomy cabin is just enough for a bevy of fun businesswoman chirping. The first thing they are, of course, looked at me, but then pretended that normally do not pay any attention to duty and have fun together ... burst out laughing, like some of his joke. Laughter said this dull pain in my lower abdomen.
- Well, that's leaving! - They rattled, coming closer and staring at me. They were very interesting, I promise faithfully endured ... - sorry, that for a long time. Absolutely we'll tortured.
- Not so long - I said, or rather croaked, because the voice of the many hours of immobility with clenched teeth and choked turned plaintive, to the great satisfaction of the entire company. One of them, a lively red mini-skirt openly walked around the table to look at my feet. I tried to push them at ease and could not have felt that the consequences will not answer.
- It is difficult here probably - said a bright brunette in a business suit and white blouse ... - sit, sit, or walk, or stretch their legs ... .I would not have been able ...
- I could not have? - Laughed girlfriend ... - and that's it, you can! Iron man!
- Your courier did not come, - have a last effort I faintly said.
The girl in jeans, the same one that gave me the order, sadly clasped her hands ...
- But what is it? Are you still waiting for all this time? And I forgot to say that we have to stop ringing once, that document will not be today. We had to call and I ... Dura unhappy ... - She came to me, so I had to, but it was difficult to do so, politely go up, otherwise it would have high chest buried me in the eye. I got up, so to speak, no one, at the same time I got up from the offense, of course. It became easier, but quite a bit, I realized that the girls perfectly clear my on eyes bulging trousers, I even heard some whispers and giggles, but only looked into the eyes of this gorgeous heifer which, shaking his bust, staring at me in focus and very trusting, almost tenderly he said ...
- Well, you excuse us ...
Then they finally came out looking and chuckling, began to take their seats for the car, two or three of these cars are quite personal, and they are usually a ride was late girlfriends. I stood behind him and moaning is not holding back in his voice. Do not have the strength to endure this double agony, there was no way to bend, pressing both hands to clasp trousers. I knew that restrain myself I do not succeed, and prayed only that the girls are not much has been seen of the wide windows of the hall, and under his arms at me sprawling on the fabric hot wet spot and it was difficult to me to understand, I've finished, or pissing.
Since that night I have never bothered inmates fourth floor. I walked up the stairs, around the shaft of the elevator and our famous cowardly listening to the hubbub of the girls' voices coming through the door is not completely closed. They were now mistresses and could do whatever they pleased. I am feeling that I have broken the evil girls lost to me most of the interest. Only occasionally, one or the other of them smiled at me the same smile that evening and my shame, or even winked conspiratorially and familiar, and I puntsoveli cheeks, like a schoolgirl, that the boys caught bathing naked.
Once they stayed even longer than usual. Apparently on the fourth floor of feminine company celebrated a holiday, or the birthday of one of the girls, whether it was a bachelorette party, on the occasion of the upcoming wedding, or even some garbage like that. I meekly went for a drink for the whole charming company, performing a modest request eyed skinny girl, which, as you remember, came up with the game, ending with death of me. An interesting psychological change that happened to me ... instead of experiencing the greater the irritation, the more has been ever since my hatred for the bitch in general, and to my bitch in particular, I thought much calmer than before. Well it is clear, I think, three beers package, two bottles of wine, and even how much coffee they drink. It is clear that almost sat up after midnight. They that are on the machines ...
Once again passing the open door, I suddenly heard the words that made me stop and listen. Of course helped me sore feelings, every word of my tormentor, I heard with exceptional clarity.
- Give me the key. I'd like to ...
That's all. But these words are spoken by a female voice (I could not say whose it was beautifully painted lips uttered them), were the same ones that I longed to hear for so long here. A woman who uttered them was obviously drunk, as the answer to her ...
- Everybody wants. Be patient. Foot scrub like this ... our watchful guardian ...
The whole company burst out laughing, as though I clenched jaw in frustration, but continued to listen.
- What is the problem then - surprise sweet voice, - at the end of the hall and to the right ...
- Aha! - Ironically responded immediately four or five girls.
I suddenly realized. On this day, not capricious fourth floor, and the third, something they did not like the work of plumbers. It ended suddenly in the middle of the day was the repair team, and half an hour later I found out that the toilet (thus only one) on the fourth floor can not be used. Maybe the flood. I have with this location were related their memories, but I wisely kept silent. And now the girls seem a little problem.
- Similarly, - slightly potuhnuv agreed to the same voice ... - plate "does not work".
- What, there was not even once today? - I surprised anyone.
- That's it - very very sad voice said. It could only be the same one-eyed thin ... - Do not be. I arrived just after lunch. Now what?
- Well, you can descend down to the ground floor.
- Yeah, - she replied that from the outset requested the key ... - on the first floor, past the doorman of our. Maybe even jump on one leg in front of him ... "Uncle, uncle and a girl really wants to write!". You that the key is difficult to give, right?
- They gave us the key to the third floor, - I explained to my friend jeans, low chest voice ("Sorry") I knew right away ... - but asked not to run all the time, especially at night. Let us then, if go, then all together. Somebody else wants?
- Wants! Wants! - Heard risible girlish voice and I heard a noise pushes the chairs - the company got up from the table. Someone may be that shameless in a miniskirt that was staring at me in the lobby, even screamed ...
- Oh, girl, I can not, to what you want! What laughs, so I will not reach dry, you will then know!
I quickly went down to the half-flights of stairs, listening to how they are going. That door opened. Here they discuss whether to return to his floor and everything is captured. The same voice ...
- Oh, girls, well, have a conscience! I'm right in the elevator puddle will do!
In the elevator? A strange thought came into my head and I get rid of it but could not. Are these lazy swirls on one floor down in the elevator go? And there is. Oiled machine purred softly, and women's heels clattered on the smooth floor cab. One, two, three ...
- Oh, girls, well, faster! C-C-C-C! - She hissed through clenched teeth, thin, like a snake.
- What doterpela so?
- Wait, key a ... a ...
- You do not joke like that.
- Yeah, a friend of our bubbles in your hands ...
- Oh, shut up you ...
- I ask you, give you the key ... well, you did not drink beer ...
- Girls, do not click on me, I'm bursting ...
- B-c-c-c! ..
I wanted to listen to them and listen, but I forced myself to go down quietly for another half floor. I was shaking from some vengeful joy and I knew that no force, no decency will not stop me now from the plan. I took out a master key when the top of his voice cerned impatient panther screamed ...
- Found! Press the button! I do not as much as you want!
The same teen in jeans.
Universal key is called precisely because in the building of the business center is open all. Any door and any device. Guess what, you can stop the elevator between two floors?
I was probably about twenty centimeters away from them, separated by only a thin wire mesh and metal wall of the elevator, and perfectly heard all the same nervous voice, this is the case with thin red-haired girls, pleaded ...
- Well, only the girls, well, when I first, huh?
A quiet, although a bit on the voltage resonant voice replied eyed ...
- Well, it depends on how many seats ...
I leaned over, put the key, and when the elevator was half a meter to a stop, turned sharply.
The hum of the motor was quiet, the cabin has swung down and froze almost at the level of the landing. Discordant female choir said interjections in varying degrees related to the plaintive ...
- Oh!
While their suffering was purely mechanical.
- He's always stops? - Someone said tearfully and capricious ... - I almost pissed!
The others were silent, taking a breath. It can be seen realized that our superlift should not impede, endangering passengers modesty. Realized, but did not want to make inferences, painfully disappointing, they would have turned out. Finally came the cautious metallic sound. One of the girls tried to open a cabin inside. I tugged harder. He pulled hard. Then there were a few seconds of silence on the whole staircase, on all its floors empty.
- Oh, no, no, no! .. - With quiet desperation said a woman's voice.
- God ... - answered the other, almost in a whisper. I well remember the tone, so to speak, when almost no strength left to endure.
- We almost drove ... Girls, we're almost ... Girls, I can not more ...
- And I that I can? All may not be ...
- Well, you try the door ...
- Tightly ... Do u uy! On-mer-GUT ...
- Lord, I want something like!
- Shut up...
- Shut up? I love you as a person requested ... Give the key! - Heard the sobs.
- That's it, FUCKING ... The less water, the easier it is to endure ...
- Well girls, I'll break the door!
- You obossyshsya only ... - said an iron voice heifer in jeans, maybe it was them something like a boss ... - and then we are all for you ... It is necessary to trace call someone ...
- Who? .. - Oh! - Who did you call up?
- That button with a bell ...
- Yes, you know who will come then? - U-uy! - Guys come. What do we tell them?
- The more we shoot the breeze, the more difficult it will be to say, when they come. Nothing, tolerate, not sugar. Have poulybatsya only ink to dry your cheeks ...
She said sensible things, but it was in vain. Call the elevator caused not some sort of abstract men repairers, he led directly to my vahterskomu table, and only I, according to all the same notorious duties had to call the maintenance crews. During the day, by the way, time. Guide did not provide operation of the elevator around midnight. Nevertheless, I turned around and quietly went upstairs, because I could not defile just before sharpened in an iron cage predator. With the help of my trusty wrench, I made my way to the first floor, just when the bell, embedded in the table burst into heart-rending, pleading cries, apparently the girl in the elevator come to some agreement. He continued to ring behind me, when I quietly climbed to the third floor. Firstly, I would like captives then unknown, and secondly not to embarrass their frankness his premature appearance. And again I heard a lot, not that interesting, and downright sweet to me, languor barren fury to those who are now held in his hands.
- Now, right here, - he said, barely taking a breath, familiar to me hysterical - short skirt, thin will not take off her panties. Sit down here and pee on the floor, and will do me good. And you all advise.
- Do not you sit down, - she persuaded her jeans-boss, but in fact the same stunned by shame and hopelessness of the girl, as well as other businesswoman trapped in the elevator ... - First come, once they see a puddle. Maybe they are now on the ground floor and the elevator is being poured, as well? Secondly, how do you know that there is nothing to live there, in the floor it? A high-dolbanet you in the same place, and you do not have time to finish, once browned. But it's all about yours. But what if you're going to piss, it does not restrain himself and others, is that you take into account? See, girls? Here she sits, here zazhurchit, here everything is wet ...
Discordant female moan was her answer.
- Here is unbearable now, eh? Reflexes us now is not to cheat. We now have the reflexes to the limit. I hate it!
Here the stairs loudly knocking boots, I ran. I wanted to give the girls time ochuhatsya. It's not that it was noble. I was interested to see how they will suffer, concealing their plight. I had a good personal reasons.
- Good evening! - I smiled politely ... - something you late today. You have problems?
I was not so easy to fool around and portray friendliness, painfully good was the picture before me. The entire fourth floor was here. The wide, fenced off grid cabin was packed with young pretty slim women. They stood, leaning forward, their eyes wide, lips parted, too. It probably looks like a woman, struggling to hide that orgasm. As we know, it turns out women are particularly bad.
Those who for a second before my arrival, stood hunched over, or holding his hand between her thighs, or leaning deeply right at the elevator lattice, keeping with my enchanted gaze, trying to discreetly take on a relaxed posture possible. Others, such as arms crossed, or rather under the breast and tightly curled perfectly straight legs, too, eyed staring at me, and in their eyes I read a passionate desire to see me that I could hear, and what I now understand the fact ... I see the desire almost stronger than owning them all is now a physiological. Only the red girl in a miniskirt, he was standing behind her friends, closing his eyes and throwing his one foot to another. She was almost still.
- We're in trouble - through force, but still charming boss smile, shifting from foot to foot, covered her blue jeans hip trembled ... - We have already gathered to give you the rest ... ... - the last word she said, convulsively stretched sound "about".
- You're on top of the closed? - The voice of a young bureaucrat I said. Now I could ask any questions without waiting for the counter taunts.
- We ... You see ... - the girl in the mini pretty clearly hissed his "all-with-a!"And denim raised her voice, so I did not notice ... - We wanted to go to the third floor ...
- What for? - How can you dumber I asked, knitting his brows. Let be honest, I thought, and then after 10 minutes I'm going to let them get out of the elevator.
- You see ... - looked at me with the same expression of pairs of female eyes ... green, black, blue; narrowed and disclosed, with trembling lashes and mascara smeared ... - It is connected with the repair, which was now on two floors. It must be something to play ... In any case, you let it does not bother ... - her breathing hitched again at "about". - Discover us, or call repairmen. And as soon as possible! - I could not resist it.
I tried the door to mind while enjoying the spectacle tremble female knees. Poor things! They struggled to look natural.
- We'll have to probably call - hypocritically sighed and I went down. "Oh, you're wrong?" - I thought ... - "Well, I'm not particularly worried".
- Please hurry! - Plaintively cried one of the girls, and another choked explained ...
- We can not sit here all night! - And, it seems, began to cry, swallowing her tears, that I have not heard.
But I just was going to listen to them. Rush I was particularly nowhere ... it makes no sense to call repairmen, when he can cope with the problem in five minutes. The key is something in front of me!
Oh, how cool I spent the next five or ten minutes! I had no idea what pleasure can deliver man talking a few women who have something very willing and forced to struggle to keep themselves from it. They howled and roared, they yelled at each other and comforted, they were ready to surrender, but found a new strength. They suffered, but the last effort. And I sat, playing with a universal key in the palm and I was fine.
"returned" I will gladly ...
- All right, said they will arrive in two hours!
In girls no longer had the strength to pretend that everything is all right. They were bent over, clutching her arms and looked at me with hatred, other than those squinting in pain and shame.
- Two hours? - Almost inaudibly repeated eyed ... - I can not two o'clock ... I can no longer do.
Red-haired girl in a miniskirt stopped hissing, and instead began to cry out loud ...
- Lord, how is it? - She repeated, - Why, how so?
Heifer looked me straight in the denim trousers in the eye and continued to smile. She already knew that I was all clear ...
- The girls are nervous, - kindly, but with some kind of animal threatened almost sang it ... - the girls have to get out of the elevator. What do you advise us?
I said look "Well, you're sorry"And he pretended to think.
- That's what I said, as if nothing had happened. With this elevator is already happening. Some contact is moved, sometimes standing jump and everything is in order. So everything is in your hands, try to free themselves. Jump, if you want.
They wanted to. They wanted to jump.
The girls did not need to cram the ambiguity of the phrase ... "All in your hands". Try and give the thirsty something, how to perform the desired, while maintaining a semblance of dignity, and he did not reflect on the dignity of this. They jumped all at once, all as one clutching himself crotch palms or on one leg, or the one to the other bent double. Unwittingly, they were doing exactly as they learn to endure as a child, when you were a little girl, which is not too ashamed to be in wet panties. Every girl ever wanted badly to the bathroom, and every woman all my life remember what it was. The one that squinting, just lifted her skirt and beat her fist right between his legs, saying how crazy ...
- I do not want! I do not want!
A big-bent more and asked me, barely audible in the noise, din, female screaming and crying I read my lips ...
- You look? You look?
I waited until she stops to see me sitting on his haunches and his forehead resting on his knees, then bent down and turned the second master key.
The cab jerked and gently moved a few centimeters down. Denim, not to fall was forced to pull out of his hand and frantically clutched mezhdunozhya into the first - the door handle. And almost fell when she gave way, cried out in a sudden movement and immediately I saw on the blue fabric between her clenched thighs crawled treacherous dark stain.
- Oh! - Moaned boss fourth floor low, unlike a woman's voice ... - I ... I do not ... - Girls, frozen in grotesque, full of painful desire poses watched her as intently as I am only on my face It was a friendly smile, and their - desperate plea. Apparently they, just as I had an idea how inhumanly difficult unthinkable to stay, if you have already started to piss in your pants.
She suffered at this time. Perhaps it helped that she was fighting not only for themselves. She knew perfectly well that she is relaxed and I see zazhurchal shame not only her, but all her friends. And female solidarity, the eternal power of the desire not to lose a man, have taken their toll again.
- I was able to ... - she whispered, almost with pride that looked ridiculous on the face of the girl, she stands in wet jeans in front of a guy and holds his palm over the most intimate. Without saying a word, with small steps, almost without moving his knees, she reached the door, which was the key to open, who had been clutching in his fist. Tears streaming down her face, which, oddly enough did not lost, but rather gained from this lovely features. Other girls began to come out of the elevator, pitiful, stunned, they passed me without even looking. Bigeye scrambled out of a deep squat, it was felt that more than anything she wanted to sit and stay, and that there was no one around. She'd tried to look me in the eyes and smile ... lost the pier, but still could not bring myself to overcome the shame and hobbled by timidly, like a guilty schoolgirl. They crowded around the door as if beaten.
- Quick-e-her ... Please ... - I heard their hurried whisper.
And the lock snapped, turning around, opened the door entrance to the dark corridor. They all really wanted to run, but had neither the strength nor courage ... the girls broke down in the same way as a ... broke me. They did not even react when I, too, crossed the threshold, he turned on the light and went next to the frightened flock sandwiched wet, tear-stained birds. As if not noticing me they were talking, moaning with every step of his mournful way ...
- Oh, I want to ... Oh, I have another ...
- Nothing, let flow a little, thou shalt go even faster ...
- You know how much I paid for these pants? The belt had to unbutton ... Well too late ...
- Girls, I probably bubble burst ... You know, it hurts like?
- Yes nonsense ... this is not ... just ... pissing in the shoes squelching ...
- And this is us ...
- Look ... I'm happy, maybe ... How did he have ... all at once ...
- I am very wet ... Good poprazdnovali ... Gin and tonic ...
- And I have nothing ... ... What is Dry-o-nly B and not-yl-o!
That's turn. I easily overtook my former tormentor, and now - test, I was sure that at the sight of the cherished doors, they tremble and I see the last race pereterpevshih everything business heifers. And so it happened, turned the corner, the owner of a mini-skirt, slender legs on which I was particularly pleased to see flowing by Caproni one or two streams, and screamed relentlessly pushing his boss rushed forward with a triumphant yell ...
- First! First I!
- Bitch! - Moaned the others rushing after him. Each of them knew exactly what kind of man gave them the end of the evening, but now they are hated not me, and his red-haired girlfriend that a second burst forward to throwing off the wet panties and stockings to go home, as if nothing had happened, leaving the rest inglorious mess oneself in the eyes of men.
Suddenly they stopped, all at once, as though plumped on the wall as if it hit the excellent firm breasts and full bladder. And then a girl in a miniskirt desperate motion stuffed short skirt between her legs, her throat escaped some creaking and she started to piss, do not write, do not urinate, namely piss. The stream flowed over her hips, knees, striking in the carpet on the floor and soaking it thoroughly. A moment later I heard a splash right away, with his back against the wall and legs apart, he howled at the ceiling, my girlfriend eyed. And then in the hallway, lit by sconces fashion chain reaction of the female shame ... the girls cried, whined, sat down and stood at attention, while hot streams running down their legs, young business woman fell to the floor and rolled squeezing hands crotch, they crept past me on all fours, and calmed down lying motionless, they jumped in place, splashing hot drops, and each, in a couple of seconds after stopped fighting with him, began to moan and cry, but no longer in pain, and with pleasure.
They piss on every one, as seen on the doors of both toilets and male and female acquaintance plate "Does not work. Repairs".
Only Heifer, did not give up. All the same small steps, not paying attention to the suffering of her friends, she got to the door, and did the same thing recently and in the elevator - turned the knob. The door opened. Heifer looked at me and said ...
- You?
- I - I nodded - excuse me.
It's really me, as long as the girls stamped their feet trapped in the elevator, I walked around the room, where they had been and moved painfully familiar to them a sign in the room where they had sought. I wanted to look them in the eye when they realize that it is not sustained just a few steps from the door, behind which could easily ... Ginger saw it first, she was standing on her knees and looked through the open door with the calmness of despair, and the hands crumpled wet hemline somewhere between her legs ...
- Close ... Very close ... We have not reached a little bit, piss like fools ... Run rather still have time, so he did not see !! - She begged his girlfriend, the one who had just pushed away from the door, as if it were something might change for her personally.
But Heifer somehow not in a hurry to save at least my feminine vanity.
- Lord - and only she whispered, looking around at first glance the corridor, and then sullenly looked at me ... - what have you done? What did you do with the girls?
- Fuck - quietly suggested bigeye. She lay back on the wet carpet, and slowly, I did not hesitate, pulling off his feet wet stockings with panties.
- Exactly - Heifer moaned, spreading his legs wider, simultaneously jerk shirt on his chest, and when her gorgeous bust popped out, pouring on the eyes, nails clutched his nipples with a wild and triumphant cry ... - You fucked us all! And now I'm coming !!!
Only then poured out of it.

The next day I went to work. I did not want to take the slightest embarrassment nice inhabitant of the fourth floor. But the universal key took with him, I can show you.
Just come up to me on the elevator girl.