Just a bit of background first.
I've known this guy for 10 years. I'll call him Tom, "not his real name." We were introduced on his first day at the office. The personnel department was shorthanded and I was asked to show him his work area and also around the various departments that he would be involved with. This is nothing out of the ordinary, I do it quite frequently. My very best girlfriend is the manager in Personnel and she likes sending the nice looking guys my way. Hehe just joking...
After that first day he would drift by my work area a couple times a week to say hello and talk for a moment. Then I found out he was a Cleveland fan, Browns, Indians and Cavs. BIG YUCKS. So I informed him I was a Pittsburgh fan and after that we would talk sports and have small friendly bets on the various baseball, football and basketball games. Just a coffee for a while, then later we upped it to a coffee and donut. Then, I started making either a pie or cupcakes and bringing two pieces in, he'd buy coffee and we'd eat break together.
After a while he started visiting every day. He was never rude or crude or suggestive in any way, never a dirty joke or any off color remarks... he was a perfect gentleman... except for stealing a glimpse of my legs or down my top, which I somewhat expect and privately welcome.
So now you're up to speed on Tom. Now, along comes the Friday of our Christmas party in 2012. At one time our company had one large Christmas party at an off-site that could handle the employee's w/ spouses. Now, we've grown so big that it's employee only and is held in the office complex. The food is catered in but everyone still brings dishes of their own to share.
Tom was there and like I expected, we spent most the time visiting together and talking about the Steelers and Browns. I mentioned to him that I wasn't staying long and needed to drop off some items at the woman's shelter. He said he'd ride along with me if I didn't mind as the shelter is not in a very nice neighborhood. I accepted the offer as this area does scare me.
We spent about an hour or so at the party and I told him "Tom, I think I'm going to head down to the shelter and drop the items off, and please, there's no need for you to go with me."
"Dee, I said before that I didn't mind going with you. Besides, I'm ready to get some fresh air."
I have to admit that during the evening I showed him some leg and little peeks down my blouse a few different times and I may have flirted a bit (a lot) with him at the party and on the way down to the shelter. I really don't know why I get this way...I just do.
I dropped off the items at the shelter and on the way back to the parking garage to drop him off at his car he asked me "What do you have planned for the rest of the evening?"
"Well, I'm definitely not going back to the party...maybe I'll head over to The Warner Hotel and Lounge for a drink and listen to the band that's playing in the lounge. I told you earlier that Dan is gone for the weekend again with his buddies at that hunting camp. So why go home and sit alone?"
"Would you mind if I tagged along?" he asked.
"Tom, I think that would be fun but let's take both cars so we don't have to come back down here."
(Just as a side note, I stop at this lounge every Friday night that Dan is gone. The entire bar staff and waitresses know me and know when I'm with some guy and he buys me a drink, no matter what it is, it's always non-alcoholic. The guy never suspects and I stay sober with my wits about me. Otherwise I get drunk and loose...very loose.)
We sat down to order our drinks and I said to Tom "I have to use the ladies room, would you mind ordering me a Gin and Tonic please? Light on the Gin, though, I've already had a couple drinks at the party and don't need a DUI tonight."
"Sure, no problem at all and I think I'm just going to have a 7-UP." he said to me. But, thinking to himself, "I don't want too much alcohol affecting my boner in the event I get lucky with Dee tonight. She's a real prick tease for sure."
It was early so we were able to grab a booth and chat for a while, then he asked me to dance. There was a piano playing at this point in the evening; the jazz group hadn't started yet. It was a slow dance and we held each other in a conventional manner. He asked me for the next slow dance and I just put my arms around his neck. He had no choice but to put his arms around my back, my lower back. I could feel his pelvic area against me and it didn't feel as if I was having any effect on him yet.
I thought I should turn the heat up a bit so this time when we sat after the dance at our booth I tucked my legs to the side of me on the seat and allowed my skirt to hike up a little bit more...he looked. He kept glancing down at my legs when he didn't think I'd notice. However, I did notice and I liked it.
We chatted about nothing of any significance. Actually I did most of the talking. Occasionally he would say something funny and I would lean into him with one hand on his shoulder and the other on his leg and I'd giggle. I started noticing a marked change in his behavior. He began controlling the conversation and topics and making more of an attempt at getting me to laugh. I adjusted his tie one time; his glasses another time and started leaving my hand on his shoulder or arm.
He finally asked me to dance again. This time he took the lead by putting his arms around my waist. I, in turn, reached around his neck. Because he was up against me I was feeling obvious signs of his arousal against me. I moved my fingers in small slow circles on the back of his neck as we were talking. We turned our faces toward one another at one point, he paused with that
I'm going to kiss you look
that guys always seem to get, and he kissed me. We held it for just a moment and I broke it off. I playfully pinched his cheek and said "Tom, you're being a bad boy. You know we can't do that...we're both married. Neither of us can afford taking a chance like that." I could see he was embarrassed.
When a guy gets turned down and subsequently embarrassed, and if I'm interested in him, I will always talk it through. I was interested in him so I immediately continued.
"Tom I really like you but if anyone saw us kissing they wouldn't understand that we're just friends. What if they told everyone at work or worse yet told our spouses that we were seen kissing? Eventually, even from the people at work, it would get back to the spouse. What would happen? I know my husband wouldn't be happy and I'm certain your wife wouldn't be happy either."
I continued "I really liked our kiss, it was a very nice one, but we just can't. Wouldn't something like that affect our friendship? Besides, if it ever went further, you would probably go to work and brag to your buddies about it. Ya know
the male locker room talk
, the way you guys brag about your conquests. Neither of us can afford to have our spouses find that kind of stuff out."
I think he felt a little better after my talk. At least he knew I wasn't angry and I had said I liked his kiss.
As the evening progressed we eventually got to listen to the jazz band and had a nice finish to our evening. We left the lounge and walked back to our parked cars.
"Dee, could we sit in my car for a moment, I really want to apologize for kissing you and a few things I'd like to talk to you about?"
"There's no need for an apology, but sure, I have all night, in fact I have all weekend." Again I giggled a bit seductively. With that we got in his car. He got my door and I rewarded him with a great view of my legs.
"Dee, I really need to apologize for kissing you. I guess I got carried away. But, did you really mean it when you said that you liked my kiss."
"I most certainly did" I said with a smile.
"Dee, what do you think if we limit it to "only kissing occasionally"? Also, I think you know me better than to think I'd ever tell anyone or be a braggart about anything we did in private. You know I'm not like that at all," he said seriously. "I'd also like to point out that no one anywhere can see us now," he added with a laugh.
"Tom, do you think doing this will change our relationship for the better or for the worse?"
"Honestly? I think it will make our friendship stronger." (A typical guy answer!!)
I told him very seriously "We can try it... but the kiss has to be a friendly one...no tongue in each other's mouth. Do you understand?"
He laughed and said okay. He touched my cheek and leaned over to me and we kissed. It was so soft and tender. He touched my cheek and neck as we were kissing. I reached over to him and touched his cheek. It was all very sweet.
I was waiting for him to slip his tongue across so I could break the kiss and tell him he was being bad again. Well, he didn't let me down. He didn't slip it in my mouth like I thought he would. He just touched my lips with the tip of his tongue. I softly moaned and allowed it another moment and pulled away.
"Ohhh Tom, that was very nice but you're being naughty again."
