Harrison
They say that we want what we can't have. The more we can't have it, the more we want it.
In my case I am so attracted to this guy that I can't have. He's younger than me and is average looking to a casual observer but to me, he's so hot. There's something about him that makes him so charming and sexy. It's in his personality. He doesn't talk much or do anything out of the ordinary. But he has a way of moving and flexing his muscular arms that I love. He's tall and has such self-assurance and confidence when he moves and walks and stands and sports his sexy tight shirts like he doesn't know his shoulders and chest want to rip right through them. His powerful legs are like pillars, strong like the rest of his body.
It's in the way he slowly leaves the room, stalling for time to spend a meaningful moment to say goodbye to me..."Bye Grace." I love the way he says my name and implores me to look at him at the same time. And his smile makes me forgot to breathe. It's like his lips are saying to me, "I want to grab your waist and pull you close, and if you close your eyes I'll kiss you softly."
He is so sexy but I pretend that I don't notice this or the tension between us. I have to pretend to be neutral and unaffected. I'm just there to do my job, not be swept away in something magical and get involved in a secret affair. We don't have to say anything to each other. It's enough to just be in the same room and I feel him, and he feels me. My heart starts to race and I try not to let my voice reveal the butterflies in my stomach. I try to take control over my scrambled thoughts because I can't control my body anymore. Sometimes I'm stiff, other times I move like a belly-dancer.
Even though we can't see each other romantically, I love how he makes me feel.
GW
In my case I am so attracted to this guy that I can't have. He's younger than me and is average looking to a casual observer but to me, he's so hot. There's something about him that makes him so charming and sexy. It's in his personality. He doesn't talk much or do anything out of the ordinary. But he has a way of moving and flexing his muscular arms that I love. He's tall and has such self-assurance and confidence when he moves and walks and stands and sports his sexy tight shirts like he doesn't know his shoulders and chest want to rip right through them. His powerful legs are like pillars, strong like the rest of his body.
Even though we can't see each other romantically, I love how he makes me feel.
GW