There’s this guy that I’ve been working with for almost two years now. He’s tall, thin, thick brunette hair and scruff, sweet smile, kind eyes and personality. Incredibly smart and easy to talk to. He also happens to be one of my best friends. I’ve liked him for a while but never wanted to ruin our friendship. He’s also been dating someone on and off for two years. There’s always been a fair amount of sexual tension between us. We have had late nights together, sipping on wine, watching movies and often discussing our sexual interests. But neither of us have pushed things further, apart from the few times he has grabbed my ass while out drinking.
One night, we went out to happy hour then ended up at a mutual friend’s place where we took molly. Things were a blur that night but I remember us standing in the kitchen, talking with our faces close- he kissed me but I don’t remember why. I panicked and asked about his girlfriend but he said they weren’t serious. We cuddled a lot that night and kissed a few more times, but at the end of the night I decided to go home solo.