Now lets talk about... in Musings and Daily Events

  • Sept. 8, 2015, 4:56 p.m.
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Let’s chat about my co-worker, M. M is the one who started the real physical cheating. I was just some new girl, working at the office, trying to figure stuff out and stay out of the way of everyone else. One of my co-workers (older, good looking, nice eyes…you know my weakness lol) starts flirting with me. For a while, I shrug it off. Yes, I want him, no I don’t want to be THAT office girl you know? But, I’m super attracted to him and he’s obviously attracted to me. Things go on and eventually, I give him. We start texting, sending dirty texts and photos. We get together one day during lunch and I go down on him. Apparently giving him some of the best head he’s gotten ever.

And basically that’s what has been happening all summer. We’re both in serious relationships and we obviously don’t want other people at work to know what we’re doing, so it’s difficult to do much more.

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But, fuck, I really want him. His cock is amazing. It’s thick and just ugh i can’t wait to feel it everywhere else. The teasing drives me crazy. he can barely touch me without me shuddering and nearly coming myself.

I also care about him though, don’t get me wrong. He’s stressed about life and you can tell it’s getting to him. Am I catching feelings? God, I hope not lol. I’m trying not to and I don’t think I am. I just worry about him. I want him to be happy.

The other day another coworker gave me his number. M got jealous. It was cute. But it was also nice to see that he does care about me in a sense, you know? My ex never got jealous. It made me feel shitty, like he gave no fucks about whether or not I left (which go figure he didn’t actually care). It’s nice to know that someone cares about what I do. Though I find it funny. He isn’t jealous o my boyfriend (I mean obviously…M is stepping on my boyfriend territory how can M possible be jealous?) but he is jealous if he isn’t the only side piece. I just find it funny, and cute.

And he called me pretty. Which always goes far with me. Yes, I have a large ego. Better than the awful self-hatred I had for myself a year ago. I’d rather have the large ego thanks.

I’m excited to see where this goes with him…if it even goes anywhere.


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