The elevator doors close, and you and this mysterious, handsome man find yourselves alone. The tension is palpable, and the glances are growing longer and more frequent. Suddenly, his hand is on your back, and he's leaning close. His breath tickles your ear as he whispers seductively,

"Like what you see?"

Your heart is hammering, but your mind is foggy as one hand brushes your cheek gently while his other hand trails along your back.

"Don't want to get caught now, do we?"

he whispers