Locked in with Emma

I was awoken in the morning by the sound of my phone ringing.

"Nnnnnngghh... Yeah.....?" I answered sounding very groggy.

"She hasn't showed up!" Heidi was on the other end of the phone.

"Who hasn't shown up where?" I asked, rubbing my eyes, having no clue as to what she was on about.

"Emma!" Heidi replied, almost shrieking.

"Oh fuck! That's today?" I said snapping back to reality.

"YES! And she's not here! What am I going to do?" She sounded very anxious.

"Nothing you can do. These snot nosed little famous kids dictate the schedule we work at." I replied.

"And why the fuck aren't you here?" She asked.

"Yeah.... About that.... I.... Er.... Well.... I got nothing." I gave in, when my mind wasn't quick enough to process a lie. "I slept in." I confessed. "Are you happy!" I snapped.

"No sir! I'm sorry, it's just that.... I'd feel a lot better if you were here." Heidi confessed.

"Heidi." I sighed. "It doesn't matter how much you want me, office relationships are not really permitted. Sure they are frowned upon, but we have a employer/employee relationship."

"You're not my employer! We both work for Abercrombie!"

"Then why is it you're calling me and not Abercrombie?" I asked.

"Well.... Cause..."

"I thought so. Just let me jump in the shower and I'll be there in a flash." And with that I hung up.

Great! I had to sleep in on an important day like today, and our main star was AWOL just to add insult to injury.

After a quick shower and short train journey, I was on my way towards the building. Just had to wait for the lights to say walk. Right then, I head a female's voice approaching. I looked back to see a young looking brunette, mid to late teens in a short white skirt and a white top with one of the straps on her shoulders sliding down her arm and a white hand bag in one hand to match her outfit and sunglasses on.

She was talking on her cell phone, clearly oblivious to the rest of the world, especially the traffic as she didn't even check to see if there was any on coming traffic, she just started to walk onto the road.

"Woah!" I said quickly grabbing her by her small waist and pulling her back onto the pavement as a car went speeding by with its horn blaring.

"Ass hole!" She yelled at the car.

"In all fairness, you did just walk onto the road before it was safe to go." I said pointing out her mistake. She just gave me a dirty look and continued talking on her cell phone.

"Yeah, sorry about that, some jerk just tried to run me over!" She went back to talking to whoever it was she was talking to on her cell phone. Kids these days. I made my way onto the set to find a hysterical Heidi.

"Oh my God! I am so gonna lose my job!" She was pacing back and forth talking to herself, mumbling all sorts of gibberish.

"Heidi!" I called out, raising my voice just enough for her to hear me. "You need to calm your ass down. If she doesn't turn up, she'll just get black listed as one of our models."

"She will?" Heidi asked hopefully.

"Not really. Probably into some kind of negotiation where she does free publicity or some shit, but it'll be her fault not yours or mine."

"That's good to hear you say that." Heidi said feeling some form of solace from my words and she had already stopped talking to herself.

"Hey boss!" The photographer called out to me. "Look who finally decided to show!" He said gesturing in the direction of Emma.

Both me and Heidi looked in the direction.

"Hey!" I said out loud as I recognised her instantly as the girl that tried to walk into traffic when I was on my way here.

"What?" Heidi asked.

"Nothing." I replied. "Just that I recognise her." I came up with something.

"You should." Heidi whispered. "She's Julia Roberts niece."

"She's an actress?" I asked.

"Yeah. She was recently in that movie hotel for dogs." Heidi added. "She was also in that movie Nancy Drew and Wildchild and did that Nickelodeon show Unfabulous." Heidi added.

"Oh!" I said. "I knew that!" I scoffed, pretending like I did when I clearly had no clue who she was and knew next to nothing about her.

"She does look pretty cute though." I commented.

"She's only 17!" Heidi added.

Boy did I feel like a pervert having improper thoughts about her.

Emma looked in my direction with the exact same look that I looked in her direction a few moments ago, like she recognised me.

"OK." I said. "Let's get her into make-up and then into wardrobe, we're already running very late." I said, all eyes instantly going onto Emma.

"So where's my dressing room?" She asked walking up to me.

"I guess... I'll show you." I said, seeing as though she was asking me. I walked off, leading the way.

"You just got in as well!" She said coming up be side me.

"But I'm not the one they're taking pictures of." I retorted.

"Whatever!" She said with a pissed off look on her face.

I looked down so as to avoid eye contact with her and found my self staring at her foot wear. It was basic flip flops with her toe nails painted pink.

"You obviously didn't know who I was, did you?" She asked, sounding a little annoyed.

"Yes I do!" I defended myself, cause she was absolutely right. I had never seen any of her films.

"OK then. Name me a movie I have done then?" She challenged me.

"You're in that Hotel for Dogs movie." I said.

"You have to be blind to miss all the posters that was up of that!" She said finding my answer unacceptable. "Name another then."

"Uh...." I was struggling now, cause I did remember the movie cause of all the posters.

"Nancy Drew." I said remembering what Heidi had said earlier. "And that Nickelodeon show, Unfabulous."

"OK then. Why'd you ignore me out on the street then?" She had me there.

"You were on the phone." I was surprised at how quickly I came up with that. "It would've been rude for me to interrupt."

"You have an answer for everything don't you?" She smiled and showed the first signs of being pleasant towards me.

"Here's your dressing room, hair and make up are already waiting for you in there." I said to her and walked off after opening the door for her. Heidi came running up to me as I made my way back.

"Why'd she come up to you for?" She asked.

"I saw her on the way in and she sort of walked onto the road without looking and I had to pull her back."

"Awwww! So she came to you cause you're her hero?" She teased me.

"Not really. She seemed pissed off that I touched her. Why? Jealous are we?" I asked.

"In your dreams!" Heidi retaliated. I just laughed as we walked back on to the set.

It was a simple photo shoot. It had different coloured backgrounds to match whatever Emma was wearing. The wardrobe changes took really long for some reason. All she was doing was changing from one outfit to another, but that took her longer than the normal person.

The shoot went over the scheduled time and as soon as the last set was taken and finished with, everyone left leaving me to close up the office. The logic was that I was the last one in, so I should be the last one out.

Which wasn't necessarily true though. Once the place was closed, the janitor was going to be cleaning. I just had to make sure everyone was out, which is something I'm always doing due to sleeping in a lot.

I went from room to room, checking no one was in, then switching the lights off and then closing the door. I went into the room that is used as the dressing room and to my surprise, Emma was still in there.

"What are you still doing here?" I asked.

"Nothing." She said standing up. She was dressed in the white top that she had come in with and panties. Well, I assumed she was in panties, her t-shirt was a little long and covered her crotch area. My eyes instantly started to scan her body, looking her bare legs up and down.

I had to snap back to reality very quickly, due to the fact that she was still a child and more importantly, I didn't want to come across as a pervert.

"Then why are you still here?" I asked. "We're closing for the night now and you're the only hold up."

"I'm sorry!" She apologised, arching one of her foot, rubbing her heel against the calf of her other leg.

"Let me quickly get dressed." She said grabbing her skirt and turned around, bending over as she went to put the skirt on. I found my eyes were some how glued to her rear end.

Stop it! She's too young for you! She's like 15 nearly half your age. A voice in my head went off.

"So how are you getting to your hotel? Or do you live around here?" I asked.

"I'm taking a taxi." She replied. She quickly grabbed her hand bag and exited the room.

"You want me to show you the way out?" I asked.

"You're not leaving yet?" She asked.

"No. Due to sleeping in, I have to be the one to lock up." I replied. I still have another two floors to go." I replied.

"I have nothing to do, so I could keep you company if you want?" She offered. I didn't know if it was a genuine offer, but a part of me wanted to really take her up on it.

"That's not necessary, I'm sure a young girl like you has better things to do then hang out with someone a decade older than you." I replied.

"As pathetic as it sounds, I don't have anything better to do. I'm here in New York all by myself. All my friends and family are back home." She replied.

"In that case..." I didn't want to be left alone with her in case I did something that'd end up with her screaming rape and I'd end up in jail for both rape and paedophilia.

"You'd get through all the rooms quicker if there was two people checking them." Emma put her point forward.

"That's true." I said. "OK then. I'll take the left side and you take the right."

"Cool!" She replied. As we both looked in the rooms and I locked them after, Emma tried to strike up conversation.

"So you're 28?" She asked.

"Where'd you get 28 from?" I asked.

"You said you were a decade older." She replied.

"You're 18?" I asked sounding a little surprised.

"Yeah! Why? How old did you think I was?"

"15 and Heidi said you were 17!" I replied.

"Do I look that young?" She asked.

"You look like one of those girls that look deceptively younger than they really are." I replied.

"So I look like a old person who looks young?" She asked looking a little confused.

"I meant it in a good way." I said.

"How is calling a woman old done in a good way?" She asked.

"I meant you look young with a very well developed body." I answered. Emma smiled.

"Nice save." She said as we made our way down the corridor. I had to say, without knowing how old she was, I was really suspicious if she was 18 or not. She could easily be lying or Heidi could have her facts mixed up.

"Which way now?" She asked.

"We go up." I replied.

"Up? Wouldn't it have more sense to start from the top and go down?"

"You would think." I answered as we went up the stairs and I started on the rooms on the left.

"Go on. You would think, but..." Emma wanted more to what I had started to say.

"But nothing. That's all I got." I said. Emma laughed.

"At least you don't try and make excuses." She commented. "I'm quite surprised that someone like you has seen my movies. They aren't exactly targeted towards the male gender or anyone that's out of high school." She laughed.

"You want to know the truth?" I asked.

"What's the truth?" She smiled.

"I actually didn't recognise you and only knew the few things about you cause my assistant told me them to fill me in when you first entered the room."

"I knew it!" She said playfully shoving me. "And you tried to make it seem like I was being some ego maniac trying to see if you knew about me."

"You sort of were." I said as I continued checking the rooms.

"I was not!" She said sounding surprised and pretending to look shocked. "You take it back!"

"I would if you weren't being such an attention whore." I joked, hoping that I didn't go to far by using the word whore.

Before I could even turn around to see her reaction, she had jumped onto my back, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist to hold herself up. The initial shock of her jumping on me made me go lunging forward, but I managed to keep my balance and not topple over.

"Take it back!" She yelled as she tried to tighten her grip around my neck as she had a feeble choke hold on me. It didn't hurt at all and I had to admit, I was quite surprised by her action, we barely knew each other, but at the same time, there was something about being in between her legs with her crotch rubbing against me that turned me on, even if she was on my back.

"OK!" I said after pretending to fight her off.

"OK what?" She asked, her voice raised a little.

"You're not an attention whore." I said.

"And....?"

"And what?" I didn't think I had said anything else to piss her off.

"Admit that you are my little bitch!" She said, her voice sounding like she was trying to contain her laughter.

"What?! I'm much bigger than you!"

"OK. I'll give you that." She said, letting go off my waist, her feet going onto the floor.

"I guess you're just a big bitch then." She grinned.

"What did you say?" I asked rhetorically looking at her. She just let out a yelp and ran away from me.

I had not engaged in anything this juvenile since my early years in college, but I found myself playing along and indulging her childish side by chasing her.

Emma made the classic mistake that is made in most slasher movies and that was to run into a room that had the entrance as the only exit as well, so she had pretty much cornered herself.

"No where to run." I said as I stood in the doorway and Emma let out a fake scream. I quickly ran in after her and grabbed her by her waist from behind as she tried to get away.

"Now, you take it back." I said as I lifted her off the ground and playfully shook her side to side, her flip flops flying off of her feet.

"Never!" She laughed. "HELP! RAPE!" She yelled.

"Rape?" I repeated with a dumb founded look on my face.

"RAPE!" She yelled again laughing. I lowered her down on to her feet and moved one hand off her waist and on to her mouth. She was just joking, but I didn't want anyone from the outside hearing and calling the cops.

"Stop yelling rape." I whispered into her ear, hoping that me lowering my voice would lead to her lowering hers. She mumbled something, but it was muffled out by my hand on her mouth, so I let go off her mouth to hear what she had to say.

"Then let me go." She said.

"Not unless you take it back." I told her sternly.

"Let me think. Mmm..." She said looking up into air with a look on her face as if she was thinking.

"No!" She replied, going to sit down on the floor, which caused her to slide down my body and out of my very loose grip on her.

"Now what are you planning on doing genius?" I asked as I stepped in front of her as she sat on the floor, on her ass and her legs stretched out, spread apart.

"OK! Fine! I take it back." She said looking up at me giving in. "Can you help me up?"

"Sure." I replied extending my hand to her, but she didn't take my hand, instead she leaned her head forward, her face so close to my crotch and then the side of her face was actually pressed against my crotch, causing a semi hard-on as she wrapped her arms around my waist to pull herself up my body.

I stood there uncomfortably as this really hot 18 possibly 17 year old was rubbing her face on my crotch and up my body. My first instinct was to look around to see if there was anyone watching, but then I remembered the fact that the two of us we're locked in this building.

A devious smile formed on my face as I watched her cute face whilst her breasts now rubbed against my growing hard-on. We were alone, so I saw no reason why I couldn't enjoy this.

Emma pulled herself up and was hugging me as she steadied her footing. I was finding myself moving my head back at first to avoid looking like a pervert, but she was the one clambering all over my body, so I saw no reason to avoid temptation, it's not like I was sticking my hand up her skirt.

Once she got up on to her feet, she looked into my eyes. It felt like she was staring at me for a while, if she was any older, I'd probably see this as a sign to kiss her, but thinking and wanting was totally different to doing.

Emma got a disappointed look on her face and pulled away form me, not that I was touching her, I was making all the effort in the world to avoid touching her out of paranoia that she was under age and that someone was gonna burst in with a hidden camera and a police crew on some reality TV show where they try and lure men into having sex with girls under 18 just so they can get it on tape and throw your ass into jail.

She pouted a little as she walked towards her flip flops, her ass swaying side to side as she did so. She looked great and more developed than you'd expect someone young to be.

She bent over and picked up her flip flops, turning around to face me, and then she lifted one foot up and placed her flip flop on her foot.

I initially thought maybe she was doing this accidentally, this teasing me. But most people step into shoes, and even more if it's flip flops. But she raised her foot, which in turn elevated her skirt up and this exposed her under wear.

"You're sort of..." I pointed towards her crotch.

"What?" She asked with a sly smile.

"You're... flashing your underwear." I said, yet still not taking my eyes off of them.

"You noticed them?" She asked, not lowering her foot, her panties still on display.

"It's pretty hard to not see them, they're..." I pointed at her crotch with my hand, still standing a distance away from her.

"...Right there! It's pretty hard to miss." I added.

"Like your boner?" She asked with a crafty smile. I felt my face get red with embarrassment and slight pangs of fear, even though she did claim to be of age.

"You er... You noticed that?" I asked, my eyes instantly looking away from her and down at the floor.

"It was hard not to!" She giggled. "It was huge!" She seemed impressed by the size of my man hood.

"Sure!" I said with a hint of sarcasm. "Like you've actually seen a lot to compare mine to." I added.

"Only one guy." She said.

"Was it a guy in a porno?" I teased her.

"No. But I have seen a few porno's and I think you might be in their league. But I need to get a better look to be the judge of that." She said with a horny look on her face.

"I think not." I said trying to shake off her advances.

"Why not?" She asked stamping her feet, her immature side revealing itself once again.

"You're 17." I pointed out.

"I am not!" She said sounding a like a spoilt kid. "I turned 18 on February 10 this year!" She added. Which would make her almost 19.

She turned around, letting the other flip flop in her hand fall to the floor and she stepped into it. She walked over to a table that was in the room, probably someone's desk and sat on it.

"I know you like what you see." She said confidently, my erection that she felt on the side of her face being evidence enough for her.

She sat there with an innocent look on her face as she slowly spread her knees apart and continued until her crotch was on display. She moved her hand down and pushed her panties to aside, revealing her pink pussy.

"Ohhhh!" I let out a quiet gasp as she started to rub her pussy with her fingers. I could feel myself instantly getting hard and struggling against the restraints of my pants.

"Looks like someone really, REALLY likes what they're seeing." Emma smiled with a sultry look in her eyes. She put her knees together and lay on her back on the desk, lifted her hips up into the air and pulled her panties down her thighs. She went back to sitting up as she pulled them down her calves and off around her feet.