My office is super close to the Starbucks off Broadway, and the lines would take forever. I remember the door always being so hard to open and this guy opened the door for me – I thanked him and automatically noticed his red shoes, complimented them as he stood behind me in line. You ever get that feeling when you look as someone that you knew you just wanted to do naughty things with them? Like maybe they were thinking the same feeling, there was def sexual tension there as we made a conversation out of his shoes.
He literally works across the street from my building off 39th and 7th. He was 35, lived up in Westchester – 5’10” beard, worked in marketing. Talked all about the basics and asked me how I was liking the city compared to Brooklyn since I just moved. What I was doing later. He was going to the Rangers game later that evening. I was telling him that I was going to drink, do laundry and just relax. He was asking how I like to relax, I replied “drinking and cuddling myself”. He then replied with “Well, you do have the perfect pillows for that.” I just started at him and laughed because it was so loud and took me off guard.