At the Copy Machine… in Open Diary 2001-2018 (Pre-Prosebox)

I just ran into a guy in the hallway. He used to work for the company and left a few months ago to work for a vendor. I knew I’d see him again because our company does a lot of business with his, but wasn’t sure when. We were never that close, but we’d been in maybe 10 or 12 meetings together over the course of about four years, and we were always friendly with each other. In fact, I’d see him sometimes in the hallway and he’d stop me and tell me how nice I looked or that he liked my shoes or something. He also commented on the fact that I was always smiling and he liked that about me (of course, we haven’t seen each other in the last few months—the smiling thing has changed quite a bit).

Aneeeyway. I just saw him as I was on my way to make a quick photocopy of something. I was in a hurry because I had interrupted a meeting to run and make a copy. But I stopped quickly to say hello and then walked on.

As I was standing at the copy machine, I felt something. He’d come up from behind me and suddenly wrapped his whole arm around my waist and put his whole weight up against me and pulled me into his body.

I was so surprised I let out a yelp.

Then he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, “I’ve always wanted to tell you that you are so incredibly hot and sexy and I just want to take you and bend you over this copy machine right now and just….mmmmmm….”

And as he loosened his grip and backed away he ran his hand all the way down my ass and let it linger for a second or two.

And I was taken so off guard that I had no idea what to do, so I just laughed and completely played it off and asked him about his new job and how things were going.

And he told me that things were great and he’s doing quite a bit of traveling and blah, blah….

But then he went back to the original topic and said again, “I’ve always wanted to tell you that and never got the chance, but I can say it now.”

So thinking that maybe he’d recently gotten divorced or something, I tried to look at his ring finger and then asked, “Um, but aren’t you a married man?!”

His answer with a sly smile: “Of course I’m married, but you obviously don’t know how I am.”

So I just shook it off and turned and smiled. And as I was walking away I said, “Well, it was really good to see you….I have to get back to my meeting.”

And as I rounded the corner, I was struck with the most bizarre feeling. Because I was so shocked and confused and strangely turned on by the whole thing.

Wow.

I can’t believe that in this day and age, someone would have the balls (no pun intended) to do something like that!

*UPDATE*

HOLY CRAP!!! It’s lunchtime and I just ran into him again. He was taking someone out to lunch and I said hello to them both, and then he said, “I was serious about what I said…I’ll probably call you later.”

It was so freakin’ matter-of-fact. What the fuck?

Now I’m starting to get creeped out.