Hidden desires in buildings

Chapter 1: Hidden Desires Sarah lived in an old, charming building in the city center, a young woman who had dedicated her life entirely to her career. Her apartment was small but cozy, and she appreciated the peace and quiet that the city offered her away from the hustle and bustle of life. When she came home one evening after a long day at work, the scent of freshly cleaned hallways came from Jack, the caretaker. He was a man who always had a friendly smile ready and often made Sarah smile with a short joke. But today, something seemed different. His eyes flashed with energy, and as their eyes met, Sarah felt a tingling in her stomach. “Have you tried my latest sponge? “he asked as he leaned over to reach a broom hidden behind the cleaning rack. The moment he came back upright, it was as if the air around her was getting thicker. Sarah knew she must be shy. But an irrepressible wish pervaded them. In recent weeks, she had often thought of Jack, his broad shoulders and the fine smile that spread across his face. The tension between them was palpable, and she couldn't help but surrender to the question of what would happen if she gave in to the desire. “Do you still have a little moment for me? ” she asked, softly and timidly. Jack looked at her, an involuntary smile wrapped around his lips as his eyes penetrated them. “I always have time for you, Sarah,” he said with a spark in his eye. Her heart was beating faster and she didn't know whether she should dare. “I just wanted to say I need your help with something... it's something I can't do alone.” She pointed to the shower in her bathroom where the faucet was dripping and not working properly. “That sounds like a challenge that I'm happy to accept,” Jack grinned and followed her into her apartment. Their hearts beat faster as the door closed behind them. They faced each other in the small, subdued atmosphere of their apartment, and the tension was almost unbearable. Sarah felt her desire grow. She suddenly took a step closer, closed her eyes and let her hands slide over his arm. The moment seemed to stop and she felt the world unravel around her. Every doubt, every reluctance disappeared like the steam of a hot shower. She wanted to feel his lips on hers, the heat of his touch, and at that crucial moment, anything seemed possible. “Jack...” she murmured, her voice barely more than a whisper. His answer was a deep, growling smile. He leaned closer to her, and Sarah thought the space around her would explode. But at the last minute, someone knocked on the door.