Well, y'all know about the crush I have on our summer intern. He's been helping me out a lot lately by doing some very much needed & appreciated clerical stuff that I'm just too damn good to do my own self. Yesterday afternoon found us sitting at my desk, side by side (so close that his muscley arm kept rubbing against my withering arm) to spot check numbers that we were about to publish. I was so turned on by his touch, that a certain part of me was trying to stand up & salute him. Seriously though, it's been great getting to work so close with him over the last couple of weeks, as I've gotten to know him as a person & not so much as an object of my deep, dark desire.
We just got back from lunch, which was VERY enlightening. On the ride back to the office, we talked about what we were going to do this weekend. I shared that there's a lunch party that I'll be trying to hook up at attending on Saturday. He shared that there was an L.A. Movie Festival that he was going to go to over the weekend......with his Boyfriend!....When the word "Boyfriend" rolled out of his mouth my internal voice was screaming; "Oh My Gah! did he just say what I think he did ??!!... Oh My Gah....I want to go down on him so badly !!!"....but on the outside, I played it smooth & cool, as if I already knew.
Ahhh...that made me so happy that I wanted to kiss him right on the lips (with tongue), but that probably would've gotten me a fist in the face (don't go there with that filthy "fisting" comment.....it's too easy ).....To clue him in that I'm also "family", I said that I'd forgotten about the Fest this weekend (that was a straight up lie, as I had no idea it was this weekend), but that I wanted to go too. To further improve my chances of getting to dry hump his leg, he said: "Dude, we should like totally meet up this weekend & go, if you're free"...I agreed (like totally).
p.s....I scored his digits...let the stalking commence!