It all began about 6 years ago.
He walks into the business office. He's about 6'3", maybe 180 lbs and he has a bit of a scowl on his face. I am not in the best mood myself, so my face probably has the same expression. I know he is coming in and wants something, I'm the only one there and I DO NOT want to be bothered. "I need some petty cash" he states. Sighing deeply, I tell him just a minute, I need to finish something really quick. He makes a not so nice comment, a bit hard to understand with his heavy accent, and I answer him accordingly.
I realize now that this is the beginning of an attraction that I have tried to ignore. At that time, neither of us was single. Now I am, but he is still married.
Last summer, we started to have a closer relationship. We talk quite often, about work, some personal stuff, etc. He's funny, very interesting and much smarter than he seems at first glance. He has an engaging boyish grin, it takes at least 10 years off his age (he's over 50). If I need something doe at work, all I have to do is ask. He has stopped what he's doing to make or take care of something for me. He has also offered to help me with a couple of things from home. He's kind, thoughtful, has a great sense of humor. He has brown hair, going grey and cut very short. He is strong physically and mentally. He's capable, good with his hands, and athletic. He plays golf, softball and darts.
And he has a wife.
To be perfectly honest, the only thing that really matters is his wife. I can only stand on the sidelines, be his friend and try to forget the rest.
