This is a story from a few years ago, I think about it fairly often.
Nikki and I worked together for a couple years. We were both having issues at home, and so we vented and griped and talked to each other about it. Things started out slow. I didn’t think much of it. She come into my office,or I hers and we’d shut the door and just talk. Every day. We both got to work early, so we’d just chat.
One day, she placed her hand on my thigh. I didn’t really think much of it. She certainly wasn’t a touchy feely kind of person.
We’d hang out with our spouses and still, I didn’t think much about our relationship. We were just friends. However, the drinks led to her being much more touchy than I. One day at her house, while our spouses were talking she showed me her bedroom- but said not to look because her underwear and bras were laying out.
I helped her fix her computer while I was there and she was constantly petting me. Something was definitely happening.