Office crush

Chapter 3

I would like to say we started to date…but it didn't happen. I guess I was too shy to pursue a relationship, because whenever I tried to talk to him I would get all tongue-tied. It was awful, just awful! He’d try to start a conversation and I'd run off. He probably thought I wasn’t interested, or crazy.

It was Friday and we had four more days until we had to turn in the project we finished like two hours ago. He really was way more qualified than Jen. She must have been as dumb as a sack of potatoes or Adam and I just worked better together.

"Hey, Jack," he said, once again being all charming and sweet.

"Uh, yeah?" I asked. I begin to nervously fix papers that were already as straight as possible.

"I was wondering if you wanted to, maybe…"

"Look at the time! Four thirty already!?” I laughed like a maniac. “Have a great weekend Adam. I will see you Monday." I was up and out of there before he could even start to finish what he was saying.

In the elevator I began to calm down. That was until a hand entered between the closing doors causing them to open. It was Adam. We had 25 floors to go. Great! It would just be us in a small space. With him and those lips, those arms, and that butt.

"I'm really sorry," he said. I stood silent. I didn't know how to respond to that. My voice was tied up and I couldn’t figure out speech. What was he sorry for? I was the idiot who couldn't talk to him like a regular human being.

"I thought...I thought you were...into guys. I'm sorry if I have been freaking you out. I just thought you were really cute. I saw your calendar and just assumed. I'm sorry." He chuckled. “No need to report this right? I wasn’t trying to sexually harass you.”

"I am, uh, gay" I said. He looked at me.

"So…is it this?" He lifted up his shirt and grabbed his gut. His hands were really big and the fingers were thick. His gut was pouring over the sides of his gray pants, which contained his nice meaty ass. "I know I’ve been gaining weight since I graduated and I just don't have the time or energy to try to maintain my old weight." It was no way it was that! "It's just that it's easier to lift weights than it is to do extensive cardio."

"No...it's just that...that you are so out of my league. I could never get anyone like you to look at me." I felt weird explaining myself to him, but I wanted him to understand I really liked him. "I'd try so hard and just get made fun of or rejected. I just stopped trying and eventually ran away from guys who showed interest in me, like you." I paused. "I don't mind you gaining weight either. I think it's... incredibly attractive. If you got even larger I wouldn't care. I'm the sorry one. I really do like you."

"Then...how about that date?" he asked. He smiled at me again and I nodded yes, my voice on hiatus once more. "Great! We can go right now."

The elevator opened and we walked out together. I then discovered he took the bus. I hadn't had to take the bus since my sophomore year in high school. I then offered to take him to work and home every day because let's face it, the bus sucked. Plus, any time with him would make me happy.

We decided to grab something to eat, which was great because we were both starved. We hopped into my car and made our way to a nice chain restaurant that was amazingly crowded at five o’clock in the evening, but it was Friday. I was really glad he got me to calm down about going out with him. I was being ridiculous.