In any event I saw her around the floor and we exchanged pleasantries from time to time, we would chat if we ran into each other at the water cooler but that was about it.A few weeks went by and we ran into each other again at the water cooler and she asked if I wanted to have lunch with her since her friends had called in sick and she didn’t like to eat alone.It was definitely a nice change of pace and so I agreed. We chatted about normal things over lunch about when I graduated what I did in school, how I was enjoying work. After lunch I casually suggested we should do this again and she agreed.I slowly found myself having lunch with Selma more and more. Sometimes her friends would join us and sometimes it was just us in the lunch room. As I got to know her she opened up more about her husband, her kid, and here normal day to day routine. I didn’t realize it but, I slowly started flirting with her more and more until we started to become very open with each other.I would vent about. Then there is that awkward moment when he walked back to his table of friends and looked at my reflection in the mirror that clearly showed that I had my eyes glued on his beautiful, round ass. I looked up into the mirror and saw that he caught me gawking and our eyes locked for that brief moment--busted! I swiveled back in my bar stool and faced the bartender for what seemed like an interminable moment; too fucking embarrassed by my obvious ogling. I finished my beer and stepped outside to have a cigarette. The breeze was hot and humid and since I was hot and horny it made me more uncomfortable. I cupped my hand around the match as I lit the cigarette and took a deep drag. "Do you mind if I bum a cigarette?" I heard someone say as they walked up to me. It comes with the territory. Whenever you smoke someone is bound to walk up and ask. I was slightly annoyed but when I looked up it was him--the ass guy. I fumbled with the pack, tapped it and he took the proffered gift. He smiled and.
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