Crying in my boss's arms.

Ever since I found out about my uncle having 3 types of cancer, I’ve been nothing but a mess. I’ve been trying to stay strong, especially at work; I’d get made fun of and mocked if I was caught crying.

Yesterday, I had a moment after the morning meeting where I was crying silently. I started walking to where I was assigned to go for the day but I was walking with my head down to hide my tears. D pulled me aside as I was walking passed him.

We went to a side office because he saw my tears and didn’t want anyone to butt in as we talked. He asked what was going on to make me cry. I told him that it was something personal and started getting up out of the chair so I could head to my assigned area. D grabbed my hand to prevent me from leaving the office. I told him to let go of me and if he didn’t, I’d have NO shame whatsoever going to his boss about him crossing the line with me several times. That didn’t faze him at all, but what else is new?

Anyways, I finally told him about my uncle and I was crying worse than I was right after the meeting. I was crying uncontrollably…I was beyond embarrassed. I never let anyone see me cry like that. I was crying like that for a few minutes before D got up out of the chair that he was sitting in, came over to me and wrapped his arms around me; trying to comfort me. In the process of him holding me as I cried, he took my hard hat and hairnet off me – apparently my head kept thwacking him in the chest. Oh well….his problem not mine.

It took me a good 30 minutes to stop crying but I finally stopped. As I untwined myself from my boss’s arms, I thanked him for making sure that I was ok and holding me as I cried. I turned to leave but D was still holding onto my one hand and gently pulled me back towards him.

“Can I kiss you?” D asks.

“Thought you’d never ask!” I reply.

This time he’s nervous to kiss me; don’t know why. I rest my one hand on his chest and reach out to grasp his neck with my other hand. I go up on my tiptoes a little as I pull his face down towards me. He’s still nervous at this point so I take life by the balls and kiss him for the briefest second then step away.

I see the look in D’s eyes; I see desire and lust. He gently grabs my face and kisses me with such tenderness I’ve never experienced before (from the previous kiss with D or any the other men I’ve kissed over the years). After kissing for a few minutes, I break away. I tell D that I can’t kiss him anymore (at the time) or I’d have my way and we’d end up having sex on the conference table. His reply? Good thing you asked!!!

“Deppgrl, you deserve much more than a quick bang on a conference table at work. I want you now so desperately but honey, you deserve more than this table. I will get us a bed and we’ll make love for as long as you want.”

I just nodded my head and said that I was going to go home instead of work. After D holding me as I cried, us kissing and his comment about wanting me, there’s no way I could’ve stayed at work the entire day. I would’ve been way too distracted to work and it would’ve been unsafe to do so.

I grabbed my hard hat, my hair net and utility knife then proceeded to walk out of the side office to head back to the locker room. I had my head raised high and my shoulders square. I didn’t want D to see how he affects me. After getting out of his view, I jogged the rest of the way to the locker room, not caring about the strange looks I was getting. I changed quickly, grabbed my purse out of my locker, slammed the door, picked up the uniform, flew down the stairs, dropped my uniform off in the proper bins, clocked out and away I went.

I’ve been ignoring D’s calls and texts since then. As much as I want to screw the guy, right now isn’t the time. Once my uncle goes through cancer surgery and recovers from the surgery, then it’d be appropriate….maybe.

Call me a bitch for blue balling my boss or call me selfish for not wanting a pity fuck on a conference table but work isn’t the right place to have sex with someone.