but I'm definitely not dead. There is a gentleman at my office that is just so darn cute! No, cute isn't a good word - he's HOT! Sizzlin' hot. I first saw him in the gym. He was on the eliptical and I was on the treadmill. We exchanged glances and a quick smile - now every time we see one another it is a nod, "good morning", and a sly smile. I think he is just adorable!
This morning I was coming back to my building from getting coffee. I see him from afar and think "Oh good. At least I can see him today (even if my eye is watering like a fountain). " What happens? He gets on the elevator with me! It was the normal greeting and then he stands in front of me - but sideways. His arm was so close I could have reached out to touch it. And, oh, did I think about it! He smelled so good and looked even better. When he got off the elevator, my knees were all liquid (like my eye) and I had butterflies!
There is nothing better than looking at a good lookin' man. I would NEVER cheat on my husband, but, OMG, I can fantasize... right? Is that so wrong?
I'm doing weird things with my banana.
4 years ago
3 comments:
Not a damn thing wrong with fantasizing. Dream about him ... stalk him ... charm him ... then pass him off on your old-maid cuz.
We need to do cocktails in the next week or two ...
Name it -- I'm there.
Harmless drooling - that is all. You know me! I'd run away with my tail between my legs...
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