Is it a crush…? or it is lust?…and what’s the difference?…..that what always fucks me up….

he used to come in Thursdays and Fridays, just as we were about to lock the doors….30 seconds to go and I’d given up for the day, hating my job; the only reason I stayed was because I breathed better, all week..just seeing him for 5 minutes…10,9,8,7,6,5, and in he’d come..knowing I would see him..made getting up for work fun……he wasn’t eye candy at all….older, rounder, sloppier…didn’t give a fuck…that air about him turned me on….we passed the usual pleasantries that went with my job and then broke into the personal ground…….

me, red faced and trembling…..:”You make me nervous.”….Him..:”Why?, do I know too much about you (side story)?…..me: “What do you now about me?!”…him: “I know that you are….adventurous….smart….and beautiful……(intense look)….got closer after that….

Long story short…..the sexual tension that was in the air between us was thick enough to choke anyone watching….yet we were both maintaining.. we are both married, we both know we want each other…but neither of us wants to call the other out on it…I quit my job…last time I saw him he was asking “When are we going out for drinks?” Then back to the same “How’s life, how’s things…that shit….both walking away from each other unsatisfied… flying just from the rush of seeing each other…I swear, the next time I see him…I’m gonna sip that drink…