. I noticed it when I glanced on my co-workers screen when I walked by. I thought maybe it was his sister who he walked in with. He must have been in his 30's. How I wanted him.
I was with a client when he walked in. What was usually a 2 second glance to the door to see who walked in became a 10 second stare. My eyes followed him
to the front desk as he signed in. He noticed me looking at him. I think everyone in the office did. I turned back only to see my clients looking at me funny. "I'm trying to remember where I know him from."
My line didn't work. They knew I wanted him. I don't know what made me attracted to this man. I'm 18 for crying out loud, but I wanted to make love to him right then and there
. I saw his wife, his kids, but it made me want him even more. I finished up with my client and walked to the break room. Control yourself, Xochitl. He's old enough to be your dad.
I peeked through the blinds. He was smiling. My heart melted and I became quickly depressed.
I walked out of the breakroom and stood in the back. I noticed him looking at me. I didn't make eye contact. Making eye contact would make matters worse. "Xochitl, can you come here please?" FUCK!
My co-worker was calling me to her desk. I walked over there, still trying not to look at him. "Can he deduct his meals, he's border patrol
." I looked into his eyes. He looked back. We had a moment, and with that moment, I was satisfied. He wanted me. I could see it in his eyes. I answered her question. He smiled, not at that fact that he couldn't make the deduction. "Smart girl!" he said.
I walked away, and he soon left the office. I want to see him when he picks up his income tax refund
. I want to give him 5 seconds to decide whether or not we will have some casual sex. I'm such a bitch, and I hate myself for it
. Sure I want him, but when I see him again, I won't have the balls to even talk to him. It's the way I am. I think like a bitch, but I never go through with anything. Thinking of doing something is sometimes just as bad as actually doing it
. Damn all this sexual frustration