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It was another boring day at work. Coworkers were steadily coming and going from my office, showing up to dump the next problem on me, and goon about their day. Finally, five o’clock came and the stream of new problems ceased. “Just a few more hours and I can go finally home, get some sleep, come back, and start again, ” I thought. How could I have gotten into such a rut. I guess that’s why I excelled at this job, because I really didn’t care if I went home or not. An ungrateful boring wife and two ungrateful kids were all that were waiting for me at home. “Oh well,” I sighed, “let me go catch a quick smoke and I’ll come back and finish today’s stack of problems.” I stepped out the back door and lit a cigarette. As I stood there and smoked it, Tom, a guy from our newly formed marketing group, stepped out from the adjoining door. We greeted each other and exchanged small talk. I glanced through the door and what did I see, but the most stunning girl I had ever seen, walking towards me. Small frame, nice legs, nice perky Göztepe escort bayan tits, long brown hair down to her perfect ass, and was flashing the warmest smile I had ever seen. Still out of earshot of her, I muttered, “Holy crap. Who is she?” “Oh, that’s Renee”, Tom replied. I was totally speechless as she smiled, cocked her head to the side, and said hello. Other than saying hello, I stood there like an idiot while Tom and her talked. I couldn’t get a sentence out, but I knew somehow, I had to make her mine. I finished my cigarette, told them that it was nice to meet the two of them, and went back to my office. I sat there, head in hands, mentally beating myself up for not coming up with something clever. Later that evening, I walked back out and lingered by the adjoining back doors again. I was hoping to catch a glimpse of her. Tom walked back out and I started grilling him. Who is she, what’s her story, what do you know about her, anything I could find out. It turns out Escort Caddebostan the two of them were friends. He knew the attraction was there. It turns out, she had been grilling him about me too. I’m a firm believer in no office romance. I didn’t know what to do with this. She came out again and we engaged in small talk. Where we lived, where we grew up, both married and such. She told me her husband was out of town a lot and she was basically on her own. I thought that was a big plus. We kept the flirting going for a couple of weeks and suddenly the two of them disappeared. Turns out, the marketing department came up with a rule that the workers didn’t agree with, and they all quit. “There goes my dream girl,” I thought, and sulked back to my office. A few days later, I was dropping something off at the receptionist’s desk. She was on the phone when I came up and she told the caller to hold on a second. She covered the mouthpiece up and said, “You’ll never guess who’s on the Bağdat Caddesi escort phone asking about you.” I shrugged my shoulders and stood there looking at her. “It’s Renee” she said. Not even asking, I reached over and took the receiver out of her hand. “Hey, beautiful. I’ve really missed you. How are you?” A few minutes of small talk and I finally got my nerve up. “We have to meet somewhere,” I stammered. She paused and told me that she couldn’t right now and she would have to call me back. I was devastated. I thought “This is it. She shot me down. It’s all over” I was heartbroken. I slowly walked to my office, head held down, feeling like it was the end of the world. About that time, over the loudspeaker to answer line two. I picked it up and halfheartedly said hello. The most beautiful voice I had ever heard said “Come on lover, you don’t think I’m going to set up a date while you’re sitting on the receptionist’s lap, do you?” “There is a god” I thought. We quickly set up a meeting at a local walking trail. I raced to the park, hopped out of my vehicle and ran up the hill. There she sat on a picnic table, leaning back on her hands, flashing that beautiful smile. “Come on handsome” she cooed and we walked up the trail talking. She looked around and made sure no one was around. We stepped off the trail to a low concrete wall.
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