AITA for trying to get intimate with my cute friend while we were stuck in an elevator together? - lemm.ee

I (27M) am an electrical engineer. For the past year, I have been working in Japan, at my company’s Japanese office. During my time in Japan, I’ve become close friends with a fellow engineer named Shizuru (30F) (I usually just call her “Shirley” though). Shirley is the cutest girl in the world, and I am in love with her. Last weekend, Shirley and I spent the day together exploring the city. It was just the two of us, and we had a great time. Unfortunately, the mood soured near the end of our day together. We visited a large building, and we took the elevator back down to the ground. It was just the two of us in the elevator. The elevator stopped working, and we were stuck in it for a full hour. When the elevator stopped working, Shirley began to panic (she must be claustrophobic or something). She spent the entire hour crying hysterically and sweating and hyperventilating, and she kept leaning on me. Shizuru was wearing nothing but short shorts and a very, very low-cut, spaghetti strap tank top that day, and her tank top didn’t even cover her midriff. She kept pulling up her tank top (therefore exposing her entire body and a bit of her bra) to wipe her sweat off her chest and face. Also, while she was leaning on me in the elevator, she was touching me with her bare shoulder. All of this really, really, really turned me on, and I just couldn’t help myself. I used this opportunity to hug Shizuru, and then I slid my hand down her tank top and felt up her bra and body. When I did this, she screamed and cried harder and she tried to push me off of her, but I held her for a short time and continued feeling her up. I finally let her go because I got grossed out by the fact that she was sweating so much. After I let her go, Shirley just stood in the corner of the elevator, and she continued crying and she kept whining about how she wanted to go home. Nowadays, whenever Shizuru and I are together, she keeps stuttering and shaking, and every time I make any sudden movement in front of her, she whimpers and covers her head with her hands. Whenever I’m with her, I can tell that she’s trying her best not to cry.