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It had been another day of worrying.

It had been another day of planning.

The list of things to be worried about and thought about was endless. Just keeping up took much of that effort. There were bills that needed to be paid, which meant stamps had to be found somewhere. His shoes' laces had frayed, necessitating a trip to the drug store to buy another pair of shoe laces. The weather had been hot the past week, meaning he was sweating and uncomfortable all the time, which meant he had to do his laundry twice as often, which meant he had to go to the bank for quarters. And while he was doing the laundry, he should try to take out the garbage.

This was the first layer of thought, the endless details of life that had to be dealt with just to keep his head above water.

Then on top of that was the constant thinking of ways to "get ahead". He wasn't a social climber, as such, but he certainly didn't want to be stuck in a dead end job answering phone calls from angry bank customers for the rest of his life. He didn't want to be uneducated and living in a shitty city with a bunch of friends whose idea of fun was drinking cheap beer while watching football, or smoking shitty weed while watching cartoons. And of course, he didn't want to be alone forever.

So his mind was full of constant plans of things he could do to, things that he could do to escape the drudgery of life. Since he was too busy treading water, he could hardly ever act on any of his plans. Which meant that he had to spend even more time thinking of hundreds of plans for getting ahead.

Although all the other matters were important, the thing that most obsessed his brain was women. He lived in a big city and had a pretty active social life, so he was meeting new women all the time. And everyone he met, he got a little crush on, and studied and calculated intently to see what chance she was interested at all. He usually managed to convince himself that there was some interest being returned, and then was always disappointed when it wasn't, and then returned to more plotting and thinking.

This was his what was going through his mind, as he returned home from a trip to the post office to pick up his mail (more bills) and entered the lobby of his building.

He hit the button of his floor on the elevator. His apartment was quite high up, on the 20th floor, past several floors of parking and office space. He got in the elevator, and turned around. He should at least be happy that he had this elevator. Walking up twenty flights of stairs didn't appeal to him much.

Just before the doors closed together, a running figure came and stuck a hand between them. They sprung open, and a woman entered the elevator. He vaguely knew that she lived in an apartment a few floors above or below him. He had even entered a mental file for her, like he did with all women, but there was precious little in it.

She smiled at him, as she hit her floor number, which was one above his.

The smile, as it usually did, made him reopen his file. She was shorter than him, with dark messy curly hair. She was a little bit on the heavy side, but had a rich tan that showed she spent a lot of time outdoors. She may have been two years older then him. She was wearing a conservative white blouse and a mid-length black skirt that both showed signs of wrinkling and mussiness after a long day in the humid city.

All of these things went into his file, and he started to think of scenarios where he might get to see this woman again and get to know her better.

All of which was totally cleared from his mind, when, a second later, he was pushed up against the rare wall of the elevator, and he felt the woman's lips kissing him. They were pressed against his lips, as she stood up on tip toes and pressed her body into him. He opened his eyes as widely as he could, but all he could see of her was her messy curly hair, which came to the level of his nose. It smelled of some good girly shampoo. Her lips had met him at his neck, but now with her head tilted up somewhat, they were pressed hard against his lips.

He could also feel her breasts against his body. They felt even larger now that they were pressed against him, and he could feel her hard nipples.

She pressed a leg against his groin, and she must have hiked up her skirt, because he could feel the texture of nylon sliding against the zipper of his jeans. His penis was already engorging.

By the time her hand unbuttoned his shirt, and found its way to pluck and pull at his hard nipple, he was overloaded with sensation.

His mind had stopped working, had stopped trying to figure out what was going on with the situation. The woman was saying something, through her closed lips and his own, but he couldn't figure out what it was, although he knew it was important.

He didn't have time to worry about someone else getting on the elevator. He did have a lot of time to enjoy the experience, though, since 20 floors is a lot of elevator time, as long as you don't think about it.

At some point, he felt her body shudder, and he realized that his lips were bleeding, because she had bitten them. And just when he stopped to think about that, the elevator stopped and the woman was walking though the open letters, with not a word. Her skirt and blouse were back in the appropriate positions.

He went back to his apartment, and didn't think, and went to sleep.
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