maturedadsandmen:We shouldn’t have been where we were right now: a hotel room, getting dressed afte
maturedadsandmen:We shouldn’t have been where we were right now: a hotel room, getting dressed after an intense fuck followed by a tender make out session in the shower as we lathered each other up and washed each other off. But really, we were too far down the rabbit hole to stop things now.The time to put a stop to it was a year ago…after that first time. A late night talk had gotten deeper than I expected. Our soul-baring had turned emotional…and our emotions drove us to kiss tenderly. Tender quickly deepened into passionate and urgent. The next thing I knew, we were tearing each other’s clothes off. That first time, we just blew each other…then swore we’d never let it happen again.Of course, just two days later, it did. Over the next few weeks, it was the same pattern of wash, rinse, repeat. We’d give in to our basest desires, feel guilty, swear that was the last time, and then, inevitably, wind up naked together again, quenching the desire that it seemed like only each other could quench.Soon, the facade of guilt faded away. We wanted…no. We NEEDED each other. There wasn’t any use pretending to regret what was happening between us anymore. It wasn’t long after that that we progressed to fucking. Some people say that sex usually ruins things. It seemed to be the opposite for us. It only served to deepen our connection. Our bodies seemed to be meant for each other. We seemed to know exactly what would make the other feel good or what the other wanted. It was an almost mystical connection.Truthfully, I was starting to fall for him. I was certain THAT would be a bridge too far. I was beginning to have to work hard to control the way that I would look at him…not just in everyday situations were I had to act “normal” around him, but even when we were having sex, I had to be careful not to let my feelings show on my face. It was starting to stress me the hell out! When we were in bed or the shower or a hot tub or wherever it was that we were having sex, we were meant for each other But, when it came to love… Well…I was less certain of the strength of our connection.That’s why it was a complete shock to the system when he grabbed my arm as I turned to open the hotel room door so we could step out of the bubble we’d created together and get back to the real world. “Curt, wait.”“Yeah?” I stopped with the door halfway open. I let it swing back shut and turn to face him. God, those steel blue eyes of his… I wanted to dive into them and never come up for air!“I-I’ve got something to say to you before we leave. It’s something I’ve been wanting to say for a while now. I’m not sure how you’re going to feel when you hear what I’ve got to say. But, I can’t put it off any longer or I’ll never be able to live with myself.”“Shit!” I thought to myself. “He’s about to end things! So much for our connection…” Out loud, I encouraged him to get whatever it was off his chest. “I’m sure whatever you’ve got to say will be fine.” I even smiled at him. God, I was a fool!He raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes. “We’ll see if you still feel that way in a minute. You see… What I wanted to say is… Uh, Curt…” After another brief pause he said the words I never thought I’d ever hear him say. In fact, I didn’t understand what he meant at first. “I’m in love with you.”Well… It wasn’t “it’s all over between us. We’ll have to figure out how to act around each other in social situations going forward.” I was relieved. But, I’d completely misunderstood what he was trying to say. I opened my arms, leaned forward, and gave him a hug. As I pulled back from the hug, I gave him a quick kiss. “I love you, too!”He seemed dumbfounded by my reaction. “No, Curt. I mean, yeah. I love you, too. But that’s not what I mean. I mean, I’m IN love with you.”What a sight it must’ve been to see realization wash over my face and my body in real time. “You’re IN love with me?”“Yeah. I am.” He looked uneasy, still uncertain of what my reaction would be. “I know we said we were just keeping things light and casual…just being there for each other, getting our needs taken care of in a way that they weren’t getting taken care of before. But, things have changed for me. I tried to stuff my feelings down, but that isn’t working anymore. If hearing me say this is too deep for you, we can end it right here, right now. I won’t be happy about it, but I’ll understand.”I couldn’t stop smiling. I reached up to rub the side of his sexy, chiseled jaw. “If I ever needed proof that you’re the one for me, I just got it.”He smiled and laughed softly. “What do you mean?”“We’ve been on the same page without realizing it. Things have changed for me, too. I haven’t said anything because I thought knowing how I felt would scare you off.”He ran his hand through his hair and laughed. “Life’s fuckin’ funny sometimes.”“You know what I think?” I asked with a shit-eating grin on my face because of what I knew I was about to do.“What’s that?”“This.” I wrapped my hands around him, letting them graze over the muscles of his back that I’d come to know so well. I leaned in for a soft, soulful lingering kiss.When we came up for air, he leaned in for another quick kiss before begrudgingly pulling away from me. “We’d better get going. They’ll notice we’re both gone if we don’t get back.”“Yeah…” I said, longing in my voice as he moved past me to open the door. This time, it was me reaching out to grab his arm. “Wait.”“What’s up, Curt?” he questioned.“I’m in love with you too.”He smiled broadly, setting off those sexy eyes and chiseled jaw of his. Then, he bit his lip and leaned in for one last kiss before we really did have to leave the room.Things were already complicated for our relationship. We had to take every precaution so no one in the office would find out. After all, it wouldn’t be good for either of us if word got out that going-through-a-messy-and-protracted-divorce head of the office was screwing around with one of the guys in the mail room. But now that we knew how we felt about each other, complicated was an understatement. But damn if the boss wasn’t worth every bit of hardship! -- source link