We’d been kind of seeing each other for a few weeks. It started pretty normal. We work at the same hospital: she’s a nurse and I work in administration.
I noticed her the first time she came into my office area, I mean how could I not. She’s beautiful. Not like that Instagram model with the heavy filters and perfectly enhanced hourglass figure, but a natural femininity with a gorgeous smile and striking eyes. Even her scrubs hinted at curves worth inspecting more closely – just enough to hold onto, you know?
We made small talk in the hallways a few times before I made up a pretense to get her number. We didn’t see each other very often at work, but we started texting each other pretty regularly. Before long we were flirting through text which quickly grew heavier and more intimate.
We’d send each other dirty jokes and ask each other personal questions. We talked about normal stuff too: career goals, pet peeves, childhood memories, etc., but the sexual tension was high.