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Of course, for others, the happy ending heh may not have been wedding bells Just be warned: Cheating is definitely a common thread here. Of course, before I was dumped, I did have an eensy-weensy bit of a crush on a guy I worked with. At the time, I was an intern at a fairly big company paid, full-time, but an intern nonethelessand he was five years older with an actual career, albeit in a different department.
So, about two weeks after my breakup, we went out for post-work drinks in a group, and toward the end when it was just the two of us, I basically told him point-blank that I thought we should hook up. He was taken aback at first, but then he gave me his phone. A few days later, he texted me to meet up, but I was busy that night. Long story short, the next weekend, we drunkenly hooked up at my place after going out with our respective friends, and it was pretty great.
He was a high-quality bedmate that helped me get my first rebound out of my system. Afterward, we got close to hooking up maybe one or two times, but then we both started dating other people. Thank g. Then one day, there was a new hire who bumped into me at the office Christmas party. We ended up chatting for two hours and then scheduled drinks for that next week.
During our first happy hour, we talked about work, relationships, and sexual orientation. By the time we left, we were pretty drunk but also sober enough to remember that she was bisexual and that I was curious. Several happy hours later, where we did nothing but flirt, we went back to my house.
It was the most fun and interesting experience ever! Almost a year later, the new hire left the job to pursue a graduate degree. I just smirk every time I enter that same bathroom stall at work. But by the time he rose up the ranks and became my boss, the secret was out.
Interestingly enough, everyone was cool with it, because we kept things professional. But it did put a strain on our relationship. We're on different teams, but our desks are very, very close. One day at a random happy-hour event at the office, we ended up standing near each other, and I took the opportunity to throw him some flirty energy.
I didn't even know if he was single, but the vibes were well-received. We ended up going out to a bar that evening in a group, and as the night went on, people slowly peeled off until it was just the two of us. We got fried chicken and rode the train home together. Before I got off, I said, 'Well I'll see you tomorrow at work. We ran into each in the elevator the next two days, which had never happened before.
We started messaging on Slack, then planning dates. After our second date, we made out outside my apartment for 40 minutes because I wouldn't invite him up just yet. That policy was broken shortly after. We've kept it on the DL at the office, which has made the whole thing even more mysterious and fun. It's a little nerve-wracking not knowing how it will pan out, but right now, we have crazy-good sexual chemistry and conversation, and I get to look forward to shared snacks, sweet messages, and coy smiles at work.
Not bad. One of my college friends introduced me to someone who interned at a company I was interested in, and I ended up taking a job there. My boyfriend and I broke up a few months after I moved to the new city with him. After the breakup, one of my new coworkers—who started on the same day as me—was really supportive and included me in all of his plans, to make sure I never felt alone.
A few months after the breakup, he and I went to a dive bar, and after a few too many drinks, we ended up kissing. It took about three months after the first kiss for us to kiss again. But over five years later, we are happily married! The restaurant had an open kitchen, which meant the front-of-house staff got to interact a lot with the line. Of course, I pretty much instantly fell for one of the chefs—he was 10 years older than me, but he was hot, super tall, and always made me laugh.
I spent the next few months strutting around the restaurant in my cutest outfits, flirting with him—and other employees, to make him jealous, of course—and finding any possible excuse to walk into the prep kitchen when I knew he'd be there. We got closer and closer, chatting at work and texting at home, until one day, he finally invited me over to his place.
We didn't have sex then, but we did basically everything else. It was an exhilarating experience. A Wives wanting to fuck Hol or cutbank guys people at the restaurant figured it out, but for the most part, we got to sneak around, sexting each other dirty things and setting up little "run-ins" where we could make out for a minute.
It wasn't a big deal that he and I worked together, per se—restaurants are incestuous, ICYDK—but our age difference definitely made people squirm. He could have gotten fired—or worse—for that. I kinda loved it. Fast-forward a few months, and things basically fell apart. I was in love with him but was about to leave for college, and he was We had no future, but at 18, I refused to believe that.
It wasn't until I came home for Thanksgiving break and he completely ghosted me—despite having made plans to see each other—that I realized how badly he wanted to push me away. Now, I'm perpetually turned on by the idea of hooking up with a coworker. Too bad there aren't many single men hanging around my office He basically paid me to organize his office and file papers—it was brainless work. But I loved being there, because one of my dad's techs—we'll call him Brian—was the hottest thing I'd ever seen. We flirted constantly, often teasing each other, but with my dad always around, I knew nothing would ever happen.
That is, until one very special day, when my dad left early for a dentist appointment. I was in the middle of sorting through a stack of receipts in an empty exam room when Brian came in. I swear my heart stopped for a second. I went outside exactly five minutes later and saw him standing by the bushes. He reached out and pulled me by the hand to where we couldn't be seen from the parking lot. We started kissing, and then he reached into my jeans and started fingering me.
I would have probably let things escalate, but I was worried about cameras. Somehow my dad's other tech found out, and she casually mentioned to my dad that Brian and I were dating. We weren't. My dad isn't a protective guy, but a couple of weeks later, he fired Brian.
Apparently, he 'couldn't be trusted.
I convinced myself that he hated me for getting him fired, and that if he really wanted to see me again, he would have figured out a way. I felt awful Years later, I jokingly brought up Brian's name at a family dinner. It was then that I found out that Brian had been stealing drugs—pain killers—from the cabinet where my dad stashed veterinary meds. Turns out, my dad never cared that Brian and I hooked up I was okay just fantasizing about him—I thought my crush would pass—but after a work event when there were only few people left, we started flirting HARD. After sharing some fries at a diner, he offered to escort me home.
When I invited him in, we had sex. I honestly was so nervous about seeing him in the office on Monday, I almost called in sick. I ignored his texts all weekend. The sex was that bad.Wives wanting to fuck Hol or cutbank guys
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