A Simple Crush Gone Dirty

I was at a bar with some colleagues from work after a long day. I was wearing a rose gold velvet tank top with spaghetti straps and lace trimmings; low cut enough to show off just the right amount of cleavage. I had paired it with some tight grey skinny jeans and a black leather jacket. I wore the outfit for him. His name was Colin Barter. He was my crush from the office. I would occasionally catch him checking me out, and I’m not going to lie, I really liked it when he looked at me the way he did. I figured if I dressed sexy enough, I could maybe catch him looking at me again.

The location my colleagues had chosen for the evening out was in town, directly after work. I hate driving in those busy areas, so I had decided I would park my car and take the subway. Colin offered to follow me to where I would park my car, and give me a ride the rest of the way since he was planning on driving there anyway. Once I had parked near the subway, I got out of my car, locked it, and made my way to Colin, who was waiting for me in his car just a few feet away. Another coworker of ours, Samantha, was sitting in the back seat of his car, going to the bar as well, with no one in the front passenger seat. I thought this was a little odd, so I happily claimed the front seat. Once in his car, I thanked him for following me and giving me a ride. However, shortly after that, I didn’t know what to say. It was a slightly awkward car ride for the rest of the way there.

Once arrived in the area of the bar, he parked on the street. We had about a ten minute walk to the bar. Colin and Samantha talked, while I had no idea how to chime into their conversation. I almost felt like a third wheel. I was so angry at myself for being such a socially awkward human being.

The three of us walked into the bar together. We made our way to the table that was reserved for our group, to find that only three other people had arrived before us, leaving many seats for us to choose from. Colin waited for me to sit down first, and then chose the spot next to mine. He even looked at me with a big smile as he sat down in his chair. I tried to not make it too obvious, but I was extremely happy having him next to me for the entire evening. Once everyone arrived, we were about a dozen people. Everyone ordered their drinks and food, and we had a great time. However, as the evening progressed, I was getting more and more disappointed as he and I were having different conversations, with different people, and we hadn’t gotten a chance to talk to each other.

Just as I was starting to lose hope, everyone around us shifted gears into their own conversations, leaving out Colin and I. No one was paying attention to us, and it was at that moment that he leaned into my ear and whispered: “After this, do you wanna come back to my place?” I was shocked by this question as I was not expecting it at all, but I tried to not let the element of surprise show on my face. He knew I still lived with my parents, which is why he offered up his apartment. I leaned back, paused and just looked at him, admiring his attractive physical features. I thought about it for a few seconds. We work together. Is this really the best idea? But he’s so hot!

“Screw it. I want him,” I thought to myself. So I put my hand behind his neck, leaned into his ear and asked him in a whisper: “Is anyone else going?” At that moment, we both leaned back and looked at each other dead in the eyes. He paused for a few seconds, as if to tease me, then nodded his head from left to right, back and forth, very slowly, with a sexy, crooked smirk on his face. So I leaned into his ear again, and whispered, “Yeah, sure, I’m down...”

At this point, I was freaking out. I wanted to tell a girlfriend what had just happened so badly. I had to share this information with someone! So I took out my phone and subtly texted my coworker, Melissa, who was sitting at the other end of the table, what had just happened. She couldn’t believe it either.

The entire rest of the evening, the only thing I was looking forward to was leaving, so I could go back to Colin’s. He brushed his hand on my thigh a few times while no one was looking. I thought I was going to faint. It felt so nice finally being touched by the guy I had been crushing on at work, since what felt like forever.

Once people started getting up to leave, I reminded him that I had left my car at the subway.

“Oh right," he said, “Well come with me. I’ll give you a ride back to your car, and we can follow each other back to my place from there. Is that okay?”

“Of course! That’d be great, thank you,” I responded.

“Such a gentlemen he is,” I thought to myself.

I got up and put my leather jacket back on, which I had left on my chair. Everyone said goodbye to each other, and Colin and I pretended we just happened to walk in the same direction as to not raise any speculations from our coworkers. Once far enough, when we couldn’t see any of our coworkers in the distance anymore, he reached for my hand and waited to see how I would react. I smiled at him, and sheepishly looked down. He then went a step further and put his arm around me. Feeling his sexy, muscular arms around me was already starting to turn me on. In my head, I was picturing him undressing me.

“You good?" he asked.

Startled out of my mini fantasy, I quickly replied: “Yeah! Sorry! I was just thinking about something...”

“What’s that?” he asked again.

“Oh, just you,” I hesitantly replied.

“Is that so?” he answered, “Well you know what? Giving you a ride back to your car is the least I can do, considering the things I’d like to do to you later once I get you back to my place...” he said with a proud smirk on his face.

He looked me in the face, waiting for me to look back at him so that our eyes would meet. As our eyes finally locked, he looked down into my cleavage, as if he wanted to make sure that I noticed him looking there. He looked back up at my eyes and said, “Wow...” I smirked, cockily raised my eyebrows, and rolled my eyes to tease him, pretending I wasn’t impressed by him. He then lowered his hand closer and closer down to my ass, and eventually slid it ever so slowly down my pants. I then suddenly remembered we were still outside, in public, walking down the street to his car. While startling me at first, the feeling of having his hand down my jeans quickly grew on me. The next thing I knew, I was clenching my legs together from being so turned on, and I’m sure he noticed.

With his hand still down my pants, he lightly flicked my thong and said: “A thong! Excellent... I can’t wait to take that baby off you… ” As soon as he said that, I immediately fantasized about doing him right there and then.