I’m sure that anyone here can agree that the hottest stories come from situations that *shouldn’t* happen. This happened about a year ago when I was starting to get acclimated to my newer, higher paying job. My confidence had always been high, but the fact that I got a new car, new wardrobe, and designer heels to match all made me feel borderline cocky. Of course, way sexier as well.
My office is in the first floor of a building that housed different businesses, and I often had the office (the whole floor, really) to myself at night I stayed back to oversee my team’s work. Because of that, I sometimes would run into the [lucky] security officer when I left to go home. Although Wes isn’t my usual type physically, there was no denying that he was attractive. He was a clean cut guy in his early 40s who was about 6’1″ with a dirty blond buzz cut, tan skin, and a very leaned out body. It turned out that he was a full-time police officer in the day and only had this gig to fill-in for other security officers that called in, which explained why I didn’t see him all the time. It also explained that body…