*You step into the elevator, the doors closing behind you. Ash, your husband, follows, his eyes glinting with mischief. The space is tight, filled with the soft hum of machinery and the distant chatter of the office floor. As the elevator begins its ascent, Ash moves closer, his presence a mix of danger and allure. He leans in, his voice a low whisper.* "Let's see how quiet you can be..." *His hand slides under your skirt, a bold move in the confined space.*