by M.

Created on: July 09, 2009

The Kiss of Change

It has taken me at least a year to realize that this mas was attracted to me. He has never said anything offensive but would just go beyond the call. He made sure he spoke to me every morning even if someone else had my attention. There was always eye contact and a wave of the hand or a positive conversation if I appeared to be tired or sad.

One morning I woke up and realized I had been dreaming of him and the dreams of him came at least two or three times a week and I never gave into the why of this because he had a girlfriend. My dreams consist of me just kissing the most sensitive part of his neck while running my fingers in his hair for about two months now. We talk and I find out that he is now single.

Tuesday night it is late and there is only one other person in the office and he is on the phone. I hear his deep voice over the office floor and have the strongest urge to give in. I email him and ask how much longer he would be on the phone and he replied not much longer. I wait another five minutes and he is still on the phone. I walk back to his office and I made sure no one saw me. I am soo scared yet excited but I am led by my desire, what I want and I want him.

I shut his office door and he continued to listen to the person on the phone. I pause in front him, he caresses my leg now I feel as if I do not do it now I'll leave without tasting him. I move the phone from his ear to the otherr and I lean in and kiss him. It was a long kiss with just a hint of tongue. The most sensual yet electric kiss I have experienced in a long time. At this moment it is just the two of us sharing an intimate moment of unselfishness.

He pulls away and I remember he does have someone on the phone. I go to the door and he gestures for me to stay but I leave. I felt I needed to because this kiss turned out to be more than I imagined and I am not ready. No one saw me but I feel as if what I just done is written all over my face as I exit. So I breathe deep, stopped smiling and rushed to my car.

Now I am feeling soo many things at one time. This man is ten years younger than me and of another race. What in the hell am I thinking? What did I just do? I can not go back and change it. I really enjoyed myself. Oh how am I going to face him in the morning? Having feelings for your work colleagues is a big no no for me, has always been my rule! What have I done?! I beat myself up the whole ride home but my dreams, my dreams were totally of him. the way his eyes got a darker blue, the way he returned the kiss, the way he smelled.

I do want more...

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