She stood in the elevator alone as she went up to her penthouse. She was the richest woman in the town and one of the sexist. She stood there in her tight, low cut black dress showing her curves nicely. She had double D cups and a round ass that make any woman jealous. She was blonde and just oozed beauty. She was on her iPhone when the elevator jerked and ground to a halt, knocking her back against the wall.
She looked around as the light flickered and the button lights blinked. She went to the emergency phone panel under the buttons and opened it. She starred at the empty panel as wires stuck out of where the phone should've been. She looked at her new iPhone, top of the line, no signal. She tried to pull the doors apart, no luck.
Britney pounded on the door and screamed hoping someone would hear her. She heard her phone drop and looked down, it was shattered. Britney picked it up and backed away to the rear wall. She hoped that the security guards in the building had a way of knowing the elevator was stuck.
She took her high heels off and put them with her purse in the corner as she paced the little room. The light stopped flickering and was dim as she looked up at it shaking her head. Britney tried to calm herself down as it began to grow warm inside the elevator cabin. She didn't know what to do as she awaited help.
Britney had been in the elevator for half an hour and was sweaty as the elevator car heated up to around one hundred degrees. She sat on the floor and leaned against the wall as she wiped sweat off her face. She heard a loud bang above the elevator in the shaft that made her jump. She looked up and listened as she waited for someone to talk, thinking it was help.