After spending years in a job I hated, I'd taken a new job that was farther away, paid a little less, but had a better schedule and a better work environment. My new coworkers were great, like anywhere it wasn't perfect but I got along with everybody pretty well.
When I started I was taking over my coworker Mindy's position and she was transitioning into a new role. Mindy and I hit it off almost immediately, which was somewhat surprising considering I was 34 and she was 24. Not a huge age difference, but enough that we were at different points in life. I was married with kids, she had been dating and thinking about marriage but in no rush to get there. She still liked to go out and party, whereas my partying days were behind me (never was a big partier to begin with to be honest).
It was also an interesting dynamic, as she was a decade younger but was the one training me. I've never had an issue with supervisors, trainers, etc. being younger than me like some people do. Age really is just a number, experience and knowledge aren't dependent on it.
It had been about a year, and Mindy was definitely my closest office friend. She'd come to me all the time for life advice and just to vent about things, both in her personal life and related to work. She was comfortable enough that she would just walk into my office, close the door, sit down, and start talking. I didn't mind it when she did, would break up the monotony of the day and she wasn't too bad to look at, either.
Mindy has what I would call a cute-nerdy look. She didn't wear glasses all the time, but when she did it made her look so damn cute. She'd actually done some part time modeling on the side for fun after a friend got her hooked up. You wouldn't mistake her for a supermodel or anything, but she was definitely one of the more attractive women I knew.
She said she was overweight when she was younger, which I wouldn't have guessed except for one thing: her ass. She was pretty thin all the way around with probably B cup tits, but she had wide hips and a nice, heart shaped ass. I'm an ass man through and through so I snuck a peek every chance I got.
She had broken up with her boyfriend recently, I wasn't privy to the details but she was ready to date pretty much right away, and would come talk to me about her dates. I really didn't care to hear about them, but I wasn't going to kick her out of my office or anything. She'd asked my opinion on a dress she was buying to go to a wedding, I thought it would look great on her but suggested one of the other patterns it came in. She found it pretty funny that I actually had an opinion, but ended up getting the pattern I suggested.
One night we were working a late night together. Our mandatory late nights require one employee from each team (there are 2 teams) and one of our secretaries. It's up to each team to decide who has to work the late night, and Mindy and I just so happened to draw the night together. We got some work done, but mostly spent the time BSing with each other and the secretary.
At one point, the secretary talked about setting her up with a family friend of theirs. When Mindy found out he was 32, she responded with, "Sorry, that's too old for me."
"Hey now," I said, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm not saying 32 is old," she tried to save herself, "I'm just saying it's older than I'd want to date someone, too many differences in where you are in life"
"Sure," I said with a smile, "I'll just try to forget you basically called me old."
Close to the end of the night, Mindy went to the office window to start her car, it was pretty hot so she wanted to run the A/C for a bit. All of the sudden I heard, "Shit."
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Well, I just tried to start my car and nothing. I thought maybe it just wouldn't start, but I just tried to unlock the doors to see if the headlights would flash and still nothing. I think my battery is dead."
"Need a ride home?" I asked.
"If you wouldn't mind," she said, "I know it's out of your way but that would be awesome. I'll make it worth it for you."
I looked at her with a raised eyebrow.
"I know you're a bourbon guy," she said, "my dad gave me a nice bottle of bourbon awhile back. It was supposed to be for Tony, but we broke up before I gave it to him. I'm not going to drink it so you can have it." I wasn't sure what she or her dad considered nice, but I won't turn down free bourbon.
I texted Sara to let her know I'd be running late. She responded back with, "Suuuuuure, I know you're chasing tail!" By this point she was comfortable enough with things she'd joke about it.
After work, we walked to her car just to check for sure, and unfortunately the battery was definitely dead. We walked over to my car, I had to clear off the passenger's seat because that's usually where I toss the stuff I take back and forth between home and work.
"Thanks," she said as she climbed in.
It was about a 20 minute drive to her house, and we mostly talked about work. Once we got to her apartment building, she invited me up to get the bottle of bourbon. Thankfully, the next day was a holiday so I didn't need to worry about getting to bed early. She lived on the second story, so it was a short hike.
"My roommate is gone for a couple days," she said as she opened the door, "I'm not sure if she cleaned up before she left so I apologize if it's messy." She turned on the light and at least by my standards, it wasn't messy.
"Just have a seat on the couch," she said, "I'll run and grab the bourbon. Want to pop it open and try some?"
"Sure," I said, "why the hell not, don't have to work tomorrow after all."
She came back, and to my shock she was carrying a bottle of Pappy Van Winkle 15 Year as well as a bottle of wine. If you don't know much about bourbon, just know that the Van Winkle line is among the best and very expensive. 15 year is one of the younger ones but still highly sought after.
"Wow," I said, " I appreciate it but I can't take that. That bottle costs more than we make in a month."
"Really?!?" she asked.
"Ya," I answered, "that's some good stuff. If you open it I'll have some, but I can't take it in good conscience. Your dad must have really liked Tony to get that for him."
"Ya, he did, but fuck Tony," she said.
"Fair enough," I laughed.
She poured me a highball glass of the Van Winkle and herself a very full glass of wine. It's obviously an exaggeration to compare a bourbon to sex but... man was that bourbon a pleasurable experience! I milked it for all it was worth, sipping on it in the time it took her to drink three glasses of wine as we talked about her dating life, the wedding she was going to, and just generally about her life honestly. At one point she said, "Oh! I got that dress we talked about, want to see it?"
"Sure," I answered. She ran off to her room, and came back a few minutes later. She was wearing the dress, which was blue and had tie shoulder straps. It was a pretty modest length but had a slit on the left side making it look pretty sexy for how long it was.
"Like it?" she asked.
"Definitely," I answered, looking her up and down.
"I'm glad you talked me into the blue," she said, "I think the darker color looks better."
"It definitely looks good on you, that's for sure," I added.
"Thanks!" she said with a big smile. She sat down on the couch next to me. She was clearly feeling the wine, but not quite what I would call drunk. Without warning she gave me a hug and said, "And thank you for being such a good friend at work." She pulled back and we locked eyes. She has beautiful hazel eyes to go along with her shoulder length brown hair. I thought it was just going to be an awkward "we're to close" moment, but then she leaned in and kissed me.
After a second of shock, I started kissing her back. Suddenly she pulled back.
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!" she said frantically, "you're married, I don't know what I was thinking."
"Don't worry," I said, "first of all I kissed you back so you're not the only guilty party."
"Ya, I guess," she responded.
"Second... Yes, I am married. But, and this isn't something I want getting out so it doesn't leave this room, my wife is fine with me being with other women."
