Some things are just too funny and too bad that you think, should I share or shouldn't I?
It was Monday, I wore my brown heel boots to work with one of my favourite grey skinny jeans and on top a brown/black horizontal striped thin sweater. Comfy and nice for the weather we were having outside and indoors in the office. I had a wonderful day at work until it flipped, when certain colleagues arrived at work after an outdoor meeting.
I stood up to talk to one colleague, asking him how the meeting was. Then I felt a stare on my back, so I turned around and the other colleague who also just arrived at work froze at his desk. I was sure he was going to sit down, but he didn't. Instead he stood there frozen and I saw through his thin sweater that his nipple hardened. And something else grew too. It happened in a few minutes. I was so glad that he wasn't the one, who was talking to me because if he was I wouldn't be able to turn back around and ignore it!
Should I be flattered, not sure...? But at the moment I was thinking: "Nuuuhh! Ignore the distraction! Abort! Turn around now! He might have stared at your butt again, but turn around now before... Aaahh... Too late, why did I look?!"
One of my buddies phrased it in such a way that made me laugh: "He might have had a hormonal day!" I laughed, while I thought: "It was a hormonal bomblet!"
Line of today: I do not see myself as a sexual attractive being... But it seems that I can be one?
It was Monday, I wore my brown heel boots to work with one of my favourite grey skinny jeans and on top a brown/black horizontal striped thin sweater. Comfy and nice for the weather we were having outside and indoors in the office. I had a wonderful day at work until it flipped, when certain colleagues arrived at work after an outdoor meeting.
I stood up to talk to one colleague, asking him how the meeting was. Then I felt a stare on my back, so I turned around and the other colleague who also just arrived at work froze at his desk. I was sure he was going to sit down, but he didn't. Instead he stood there frozen and I saw through his thin sweater that his nipple hardened. And something else grew too. It happened in a few minutes. I was so glad that he wasn't the one, who was talking to me because if he was I wouldn't be able to turn back around and ignore it!
Should I be flattered, not sure...? But at the moment I was thinking: "Nuuuhh! Ignore the distraction! Abort! Turn around now! He might have stared at your butt again, but turn around now before... Aaahh... Too late, why did I look?!"
One of my buddies phrased it in such a way that made me laugh: "He might have had a hormonal day!" I laughed, while I thought: "It was a hormonal bomblet!"
Line of today: I do not see myself as a sexual attractive being... But it seems that I can be one?