i met a man at work today.
so already this is a problem.
he took the class i was subbing, in fact he was finishing up the previous class and was asking what this class was and then stayed. i couldn’t look at him, sitting over there in the corner of the room.
i just couldn’t. i was afraid that if i did the ridiculous lust in my body would be transferred into my gaze and i would eye fuck him across the room.
eye fucking, by the way, is frowned upon by my boss.
let me just describe this man for those of you who read posts that aren’t tagged ‘sex’ and who might be interested. tall enough that i am looking UP at his chin. since i’m bordering on six feet that’s fucking tall.
mmmm i said fucking *twitch*
anyway so yeah this guy is wearing ratty old gym clothing and a shaggy ponytail and i never really register his looks, i register his level on the fuckability meter (so high) but not his looks so much.
then, that fucker lets his hair down.
*swoon*
perfect darkest brown hair that’s almost straight that only latin and native men seem to really get. just enough wave to make it sexy and not enough to make it ‘girly’ or ‘curly’ and it just hits his shoulders.
okay fine, so i’m a sucker for latin men. can’t blame me, i’m partially latin myself. so there he is, six feet four at LEAST with beautiful hair brushing these broad shoulders and a long, lean body carrying them and i swoon a little.
i didn’t look at his corner of the room for nigh on ten minutes after that!
after class he comes up to me and he thanks me and tells me that was fun and that it was his first class which gets me HOTTER if possible. hotter because honey if that was your first class i can teach you to do things with your body that… *trails off into lust filled daze*
i couldn’t tell! i’m good at my job and i couldn’t tell. mmm he’s strong and in control of his body already. and tall and dark and handsome.
and? oh god he has that little spanish/brazilian/portuguese accent that KILLS me every time.
after class he followed me out and i told him when i regularly teach and he said he would come and he touched my shoulder.
if we had been alone in the room i can’t swear i would be responsible for my own actions. if he does attend my class regularly? *shakes head* i’ll lose the ability to speak.
god, i know how to pick up strangers for fucking, how do i pick up strangers for fucking at WORK?
worse yet? he might be dateable…
god no.
