Due since long

She is the most beautiful woman I've ever seen and I'd say she shares workspace with me. Everyday 6 glimpses 4mins and 26 seconds for 3 and a half months now. I love her. I make sure when she calls for the elevator to reach her office in 19th floor, she is the only one who boards atop. She wonders why even after this long, I ask which floor she wants to go. I dont let her operate the elevator switch board herself, I tell her I'm here to do that job.
    I still remember, it was only the first time she came in that she smiled at me, after that I've seen nothing but hatred, and fear in her eyes when shes with me. I lover her for that. I love her for her front, for her back. I wish shes is mine and only mine. I lover her all the more when she wears that white laced buttonless formal shirt, with an office wearcoat. It exposes her cleavage to just right amount, deep and tempting. I want to tell her that the black short skirt will go better with it than the regular white which she often wears.  I like her with stockings, than without. And all she notices about me is that, I'm a bloody black african-american with a curly hair and an unshaven face, who smells like a pig. I overheard her once. And, I've started loving her out of my wits after that incident.
    Yesterday, evening my elevator motor circuit got short and so I got freed quite early. Co-incidentally time then was the end of her office hours as well. Today after I dont how long, I've missed my time and elevator space with her. I wanted to compensate for that. I believe, she is liable to give me my due glimpse of her everyday and that too no less than what I've been getting all this while.
    So I decided I'll follow her.
   She is very hideous about it, but I've seen her making out with her boss in the parking space. Once I even peeked into the tinted glass window of her boss' sedan, noticing that the parked car wasnt in its usual steady state. Before my eyesight could raise above her thighs, a masculine palm handed me a paper printed 100$ on it, I couldnt have persisted.
So yesterday I swiped my card at he exit gate right after she did hers. She stays very near to the workplace and I knew she prefers walking back as she has to pick up stuff for dinner from the corner shopping center.  I overtook her just after we crossed the raod and directly went to the corner shopping center waited there. The way from here to her appartment is quite dark and less frequented by many. She was wearing exactly what I like her in. She picked up a milk packet, two packets of bread loaf, and some wierdly named sausage. I made sure she doesnt notice me standing just outside the shop and for the same reason I had my hood on. She walked out and after 2 minutes I followed.
    3rd minute I was just a few steps from her and she noticed it. She instantly knew it was me and fastened her steps. I did as well. The flickering street lights were just enough to show me her bossom in black skirt and she looked a supermodel. She, I guess could even feel my stare there as I was constantly gazing and catching up with her with every footstep. She even tried slowing down for sometime thinking I'd back out but she just minimised the distance between us even more. Now she was really scared. For first time I could see her almost tumbling out of her high heels. She kept on changing hands with the stuff she was carrying. She wanted to take out her phone and dial her boss' number, but I had left her with no time now. I was so near to her now that I could even smell her. I felt good. She reached her appartment. I still kept gazing at her, she stopped midway on the
stairs took her phone out and speed dialled a number and at the same time gave me a nasty look. That was enough.
    She thought I was to rape her. But I was not to.
    I overheard her again today.