I am in love with my coworker, Anthony. I work at this communications company with him and we started around the same time about three years ago. He and I both are assistants to a superior at the company for two different suppliers, but our desks are about 20 feet apart.

I thought he was adorable when we first met. He has short brown hair with a mind of its own and hazel brown eyes. He is not very tall at about 5’7 but he has muscles to make up for it. He is the image of Green Day and Journey slapped together. He is so thoughtful sometimes and he is very trustworthy, a hard trait to find these days.

Just to paint a picture I am about 5’5 with long light brown hair and brown eyes. My body isn’t amazing but I have a 36B cup size and a round ass to balance. I weigh about 125 pounds on a good day and am fairly thin for the most part.

Back to Anthony! We have been friends since he first started at the company. We hang out after work and grab a drink at the bar sometimes or just walk around the building. We talk all the time. He has such a great personality that it never gets boring with him. We’ve had our moments every now and then of serious flirting but I always kept my feelings to myself because I didn’t want to lose his friendship or make things weird.

There was one specific night that we went out on a Friday after work and got a few drinks. Well, that was the intention anyways. We ended up getting drunk and stumbling so he offered to walk me home. We got up to the door of my apartment and were saying goodnight. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips! I was drunk but still knew a kiss when I got one. He simply turned around and left after though. I was really confused and didn’t know what to think.

I just stumbled off the bed thinking to myself, “You’re not going to even remember this in the morning”

Next morning came around and I still remembered. I remembered how it felt and how good it was. I remembered everything about it. I didn’t want to mention anything in case he didn’t remember so I told myself, “If he doesn’t ask you then he doesn’t remember.”

I got into work on Monday morning and saw him at his desk and he just smiled and waved asking how the rest of my weekend was. My first thought was, “He must not remember otherwise that would have been his first question.” We got to the end of the day and he still hadn’t asked so I assumed he didn’t remember.

Months went by and our friendship continued to grow and remain just friends. I was having a New Year’s party that year and I had invited everyone from work and some friends to come too. I had a full house! Everyone and more showed up, it was a blast. We danced and drank and talked about the past year and everything was amazing!

We counted down the last 10 seconds of the year and all started hollering when 2011 finally came! I was standing with Anthony and was wondering if he was going to kiss me, but he didn’t.

Most of the people left soon after that and then the rest of the guests left shortly after them. All except Anthony. He stayed to help me clean up the mess! And boy was there a mess too, there were cans and bottles and food all over the place. We were talking about all the drunken people dancing and all the other funny events that went on that night while we cleaned it up.

We were both really exhausted after that and decided it was good enough. It was about 3 in the morning and he was still kind of drunk so I just told him to spend the night. New Year’s Day is the biggest day for cops to find drunk drivers and all. I have a queen sized bed so I just told him to share it because it wasn’t comfortable on the couch.

He agreed and followed me to my room after locking everything up. He went into the bathroom while I changed into my night gown and I let him know when it was OK to come out. He stripped down to his boxers and crawled into bed next to me. Very careful not to touch him I rolled over to face away from him.

At some point in the night I rolled over and he was right there. Less than an inch from my face, I couldn’t help but wish I could just kiss him and call him my husband. He was adorable as he slept, but I just rolled back over and went back to sleep.

When I woke up I looked at the clock and saw that it was about noon. He was still asleep but I went to get up and realized that his arm was around my waist. I hadn’t noticed it until then that we were spooning! I didn’t know if he would be mad so I moved his hand very carefully and got up to make coffee. A few minutes later he came out, still wearing only his boxers, to join me.

He looked up and smiled, “I thought I could smell coffee.”

I just looked and laughed. His hair was all over the place and his boxers were a little sideways. He looked down and laughed as he fixed them. He then walked around the counter to grab a mug and get some coffee. We talked a little as we drank our coffee together and then decided that we would shower and go to lunch.

He went first. I was making my bed when he walked into the bathroom, the water already running. He hadn’t shut the door completely when he removed his boxers. I got a full view of him as he walked to the shower. He is pretty good size, better than I would have thought.

After he got out it was my turn. I turned the water and then stood in front of the mirror to see how bad I looked. It was terrible. I had makeup all over, my hair was a mess, and I had bags under my eyes. I started to undress as I walked to shut the door. I saw Anthony standing, staring in my direction as I walked to the door wearing only my bra and panties.

He started to turn red when I noticed him. I just shut the door and got in my shower. It made me happy to know that he was staring at me. It made me excited actually. When I got out he was wearing new clothes that he had gotten from his car. He looked great in just a pair of loose jeans and a t-shirt. I got dressed in pretty much the same thing and did my hair and makeup.

We went to the restaurant and it was quiet at first. It was almost awkward. He looked at me with a concerned face and said, “I’m sorry for staring this morning; that was rude.” He looked embarrassed and I couldn’t help but laugh. He looked confused.

I just laughed and said “Don’t worry about it, I kind of like that you looked.” That’s when my face turned red. “I saw you this morning too when you walked into the shower, I guess we’re even; kind of.” He laughed and could tell that I was holding back more. He looked at me and just studied my face.

Finally he spoke up and asked what was wrong. I figured that now was as good a time as any to tell him about all the stuff that had happened between us. It would feel good to clear the air anyways. I started by asking him if he remembered the first time we kissed at my apartment.

He smiled and said, “Yea I do remember I didn’t think you did, so I didn’t mention anything. Were you mad about that?”

I just about choked on my water when he asked if I got mad! “Mad? I was on cloud nine! I’ve had a massive crush on you for about three years now. I don’t know if you noticed at all…”

He interrupted me and said, “I always thought I was reading too much into things when you flirted with me. I didn’t want to push it and when you never asked about the kiss I thought you had been mad that I did!”

I just smiled and looked at him and asked, “So you have the same feelings for me?”

He smiled in return and said, “Are you kidding? Did you see my face when I was looking at you this morning? You’re beautiful!”

I laughed out loud as I felt my face turn redder by the second. I couldn’t believe this! He likes me too! He reached over and grabbed my hand.

He jokingly looked at me and said, “I knew there was a reason you were spooning with me!” He winked at me too!

I just laughed and said, “Hey, you started it! I just went along!”

To be continued….