A pure, chocolate Adonis. Those were the words that ran through my head when I first saw him. He was tall, dark, lean, and bow-legged. All muscle (I swear he only had about 2% body fat, if that much!) He had an amazing, confident, sexy smile! This brother is so bad, he comes with a warning label! What he had was something beyond swagger! They haven’t come up with a name for it yet.
Some of the ladies in the office warned me, not to pursue him. Some of the trouble makers asked me if I was going to make a move on him. I later found out that a friend of good friend of mine dated him too. His “shawty” worked on the floor too. Even though they weren’t official, she marked her territory! All the men wanted to befriend him because he was a former professional ball player. Yeah, he was the Office God. I knew immediately, I was not his type. He preferred women of other persuasions. To each his own, I guess. But it did not stop me from fantasizing about him. We chatted and joked in passing. He knew he had a rep for being a “player” where relationships were concerned, so he did his best to keep his private life private. I respected that.
I was thrilled and darn near fainted one day when he engaged me in a conversation about old school music. He is only about 5 or 6 years older than me, but when it came to things like music and old television shows, he liked to be the expert! He stopped by my desk to drop off information on an account that needed to be re-worked. He saw my iPod on my desk and took the opportunity to be nosey. He noticed that I was listening to The Art of Noise and went into “old man mode.” “What you know ’bout that?” We compared playlists and I asked him what he was doing with “all that git some booty” music on his iPod. If he wasn’t dark skinned, he would have been bright red. We exchanged emails. We chatted a few times.
He was quite bold in his flirtation, but see, I’m an all or nothing kind of girl. I wanted the whole package! I didn’t want to be a notch on his belt. I kept my side of the conversation pure. He stopped emailing me. It didn’t bother me bit. I can visit his Facebook page for a visual “fix” and still create my own little fantasies about him anytime I please! 🙂
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