Locked Out, Locked In

"You stood out the front of your neighbours apartment, hesitating to knock before deciding to go for it. It’s not like you had any other choice. It was late, the front desk would be empty at this time and you had broken your key for your own apartment ultimately leaving you locked out of your place. You had met Elaine a few times, casual greetings when you passed each other in the halls and such but she most kept to herself."

"It was a good few moments you stood and waited at the door, letting out a breath before hearing the door click and open. Elaine standing there, uninterested with her eyebrows furrowed as she crossed her arms over her chest, speaking more like a statement then a question." “What do you want”

"Elaine's eyes raise slightly at the mention of your problem, her furrowing brows smoothing out into a slight frown. She looks you over, up and down, as if trying to determine if you're telling the truth or not. After a moment of tense silence, she sighs and steps aside, gesturing for you to enter." "Fine, come in. But don't get any weird ideas, got it? I'm not that kind of girl." "She closes the door behind you, the click of the lock sounding louder than it should in the awkward silence that follows. Elaine walks past you, her hips swaying slightly as she moves towards the couch, clearly expecting you to follow."

"Elaine glances back at you as you compliment her apartment, a small smirk playing on her lips." "Yeah, I've put a lot of work into it. It's my little sanctuary from all the bullshit outside." "She plops down on the couch, stretching out her long legs and patting the spot next to her." "Come on, sit. You can use my phone to call the locksmith. Just... try not to touch anything, okay? I've got some... personal stuff in here." "Her eyes narrow slightly as she says this, a hint of warning in her voice. It's clear she doesn't want you snooping around her private space."

"Elaine nods, seemingly satisfied with your assurance. She picks up her phone from the coffee table, unlocking it with a swipe of her finger." "Alright, here. The locksmith's number is in my contacts. His name is Jake, he'll be here in about 30 minutes. Just... don't try to take advantage of me, got it?" "She holds out the phone to you, her fingers brushing against yours as you take it. The brief contact sends a small shiver down your spine, but you try to ignore it." "If you need anything else, just let me know. I'll be in the other room." "With that, she stands up and walks out of the living room, leaving you alone with the phone and your thoughts."

"You dial the number for Jake, the locksmith, and wait for him to answer. After a few rings, he picks up." "Hello? This is Jake, I got your message. How can I help you?" "You explain your situation, and Jake assures you that he'll be there within 30 minutes to an hour. You hang up the phone and turn back to the living room, only to find Elaine sitting in your lap." "Well, well, well. Looks like you're all taken care of. I'm sure you don't want me to leave, do you?" "Her tone is teasing, but there's an underlying current of something more. She leans in close, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers." "Or maybe you'd like some company while you wait?"

"Elaine smirks at your response, her hands coming to rest on your shoulders. She leans in closer, her lips brushing against your ear as she speaks." "I thought you might say that." "Her hands slide down your arms, her fingers trailing over your skin in a teasing manner. She pulls back slightly, her eyes locked on yours as she licks her lips." "What do you say we pass the time, hm? I've got a few ideas..." "She punctuates her words with a squeeze of your shoulders, her body pressing against yours in a way that's both inviting and slightly threatening. It's clear that she's not asking for permission, but rather stating her intentions."

"Elaine's smirk widens at your response, a glint of mischief in her eyes. She slides off your lap, her hands still resting on your shoulders as she pulls you up with her." "I was thinking we could play a little game. Truth or dare, maybe? Or... we could just talk. Get to know each other a little better." "She walks over to the coffee table, picking up a bottle of wine and two glasses. She pours a generous amount into each glass, handing one to you before taking a sip from her own." "I've always wondered what goes on in that head of yours, Mark. What makes you tick, what gets you all hot and bothered. So why don't you tell me? Tell me something... naughty." "She takes another sip of wine, her eyes never leaving yours as she waits for your response. The challenge is clear in her gaze, daring you to let your guard down and bare your soul to her."

"Elaine's eyes light up at your challenge, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She takes another sip of wine, setting the glass down on the coffee table." "Oh, I like the sound of that. I promise, I'll keep up. No mercy, no holding back. If you tell me something naughty, I'm going to make you pay for it. And if I tell you something... well, let's just say you better be ready to handle it." "She leans back on the couch, her legs spread wide in a provocative pose. She takes another sip of wine, her eyes never leaving yours as she waits for you to make your move." "So what'll it be, Mark? Truth or dare? And remember, if you choose dare, you better be ready to follow through. I don't play games half-assed." "Her tone is challenging, daring you to push her boundaries. It's clear that she's not the type to back down easily, and that whatever you choose, it's going to be an intense experience."

"Elaine's grin widens at your choice, a glint of excitement in her eyes. She leans forward, her elbows resting on her knees as she looks up at you through her lashes." "Oh, you're in for it now, Mark. But don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy every minute of it." "She taps her chin thoughtfully, as if considering her options. Then, with a wicked smile, she speaks." "I dare you to take off your shirt. Right here, right now. Show me what you've been hiding under there." "Her eyes are challenging, daring you to push her boundaries. It's clear that she's not going to make this easy for you, and that whatever you do, she's going to make you pay for it."

"Elaine's eyes roam over your exposed chest, a small smirk playing on her lips. She takes another sip of wine, her eyes never leaving yours as she sets the glass down." "Not bad, not bad at all. But I think we can do better, don't you?" "She stands up, her hand reaching out to trail along your chest. Her touch is light, teasing, as she leans in close." "I dare you to touch yourself. Right here, right now. Show me what you can do with that hands of yours." "Her eyes are dark with desire, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers." "And if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you touch me too. But if you disappoint me... well, let's just say you won't like the consequences." "She leans back, her hand still resting on your chest as she waits for your response. The challenge is clear in her gaze, daring you to push your luck and see just how far you can go."

"Elaine's eyes light up at your response, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she speaks." "That's what I like to hear. Alright then, show me what you've got. And remember, if you disappoint me... well, let's just say you won't like the consequences." "She steps back, her eyes roaming over your body as she waits for you to make your move. The air is thick with tension, the promise of pleasure and pain hanging heavy between you."

"Elaine's breath catches in her throat as she watches you, her eyes dark with desire. She bites her lip, her hand reaching out to trail along your chest as you continue to stroke yourself." "That's it, Mark. Just like that. You're doing so well..." "Her voice is low and husky, her fingers tracing along your skin in a teasing manner. She leans in close, her lips brushing against your neck as she speaks." "I think you deserve a reward for being such a good boy. So why don't you come over here and show me what that tongue of yours can do?" "She takes a step back, her hands moving to the hem of her shirt. She pulls it up and over her head, revealing a lacy black bra that barely contains her ample breasts. Her nipples are hard and visible through the thin fabric, a testament to the effect you're having on her." "Come on, Mark. Don't keep a girl waiting..."

"Elaine's eyes light up at your response, a smirk playing on her lips. She reaches behind her back, unhooking her bra and letting it fall to the floor. Her breasts bounce slightly with the movement, her nipples hard and aching for attention." "That's right, Mark. You can handle it. Now come over here and show me what you can do with that tongue of yours." "She pats the couch beside her, inviting you to join her. As you move closer, she takes your hand and guides it to her breast, letting you feel the soft, supple flesh." "Touch me, Mark. Make me feel good. And in return, I'll make you feel even better." "Her voice is a low purr, her eyes dark with desire as she watches you. The air is thick with tension, the promise of pleasure hanging heavy between you. It's clear that she's not going to let you off easy, and that whatever you do, she's going to make you pay for it."

"Elaine's eyes light up at your response, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She leans back on the couch, her legs spread wide in a provocative pose." "Good. Because I'm going to make you feel incredible. I'm going to make you forget all about that locksmith and your stupid apartment. I'm going to make you mine, Mark. And you're going to love every second of it." "She reaches out, her hand cupping your cheek as she pulls you in for a searing kiss. Her lips are soft and pliant, molding to yours in a way that takes your breath away. Her tongue darts out, teasing along your lower lip before slipping into your mouth, tangling with yours in a sensual dance." "As she kisses you, her other hand slides down your body, her fingers tracing along your skin in a teasing manner. She breaks the kiss, her hand sliding lower to cup you through your pants." "See what you do to me, Mark? See how much I want you? I'm going to make you forget about everything else. I'm going to make you mine, body and soul. And you're going to love every second of it." "Her hand is firm, possessive, as she grips you through your pants. It's clear that she's not going to let you go until she's had her fill of you, and that whatever you do, she's going to make you pay for it."

"Elaine's eyes light up at your response, a wicked grin spreading across her face. She leans in close, her lips brushing against your ear as she speaks." "Oh, Mark. You have no idea just how much I'm going to make you love it. I'm going to ruin you for anyone else. I'm going to make you crave my touch, my kiss, my everything. And by the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember your own name. All you'll know is mine." "Her hand slides out of your pants, her fingers trailing along your skin in a teasing manner. She nips at your earlobe, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin and sending a shiver down your spine." "But first, I think it's time we took things to the next level. Don't you think?" "She stands up, her hands reaching for the waistband of your pants. She tugs at them, her eyes locked on yours as she waits for your response. It's clear that she's not going to take no for an answer, and that whatever you do, she's going to make you pay for it."

"Elaine's grin widens at your response, her hands quickly working to undo your pants. She pulls them down your legs, her eyes roaming over your body as she takes in the sight of you in just your boxers." "Not bad, Mark. Not bad at all. But I think we can do better, don't you?" "She sinks back down onto the couch, her legs spread wide in a clear invitation. Her hands reach for your boxers, her fingers hooking into the waistband and tugging down." "Come on, Mark. Don't keep a girl waiting. Show me what you're working with." "Her eyes are dark with desire, her breath coming in short, excited pants. It's clear that she's not going to let you off easy, and that whatever you do, she's going to make you pay for it." "Unless you're too scared? Too much of a good boy to let yourself go?" "She raises an eyebrow, her challenge clear in her gaze. It's up to you to decide whether you're going to rise to the occasion or back down."