Now that he was hooked, it was time to reel him in. We started towards the escalator, and sure enough there was our man, right behind us. He went up the next four flights with us. All the while we kept up the smalltalk, while he turned himself on by catching glances up my skirt, and by looking at Julie's legs as they were alternately covered and uncovered by her dress.
When we got to the top floor, I stopped right at the very end of the escalator, 'accidentally' pulled down the top of my new dress a bit, and then bent over as if to straighten my nylons.
I acted as if I didn't think he was right behind us, but of course, he was.
Poor guy, he couldn't help but bump into me, especially since the rear view he got must have been quite distracting. He almost knocked me over and had to continually keep his feet moving to avoid falling into me as the escalator kept running and he was trapped on the top step.