We were watching the new episode of Shameless when a sex scene came on. I, on one side of the couch, Sarah on the other.
"Do you want another beer?" She asked.
"Sure."
She got up and got me a beer, sex scene still on. It took everything in me to not show how uncomfortable I was watching this with her. She caught me off guard when she came from behind me and handed me my beer.
"Thanks." I said, taking the beer from her.
I noticed she was still standing behind me, as she started trailing her hand along my shoulder, towards my chest, then back up my neck. I didn't think anything of it, just something that she probably did absentmindedly.
When she sat back down next to me, she put her hand on my arm, "Sophie", she said, "I have to be honest with you."
I overcame with fear of what I was about to hear.
"I didn't invite you here tonight to just watch TV." She continued, "I invited you here to have sex with you."
I was taken aback. "What?" I muttered.
"Only if you want to, of course. If you don't want to, just say so and we can go back to being strictly co-workers like normal. Like this never even happened."
"Uhmm.." I didn't know what to say.
"I'm not asking to be your girlfriend or anything," she moved closer to my face and whispered, "I've just been dying to make love to you."
She began caressing my chest with her hand, which was easy given I was wearing a deep V-Neck.