Scott has been looking mighty fine these days! But, I would never pursue because he has a fiancee. And a little boy. I am sure not going to wreck any homes over minor flirtations, major flirtations, or even if it was just hot sex. Besides the fact that I am still saving myself, he is a co-worker, so the hot sex is really out of the question. Even though he has been shamelessly showing a major amount interest in me. Just watching him walk by sometimes really has been turning me on. He has a really nice butt, and the package has to be nicely sized because he has some really big feet. Okay I have been looking at the package, but not when anyone was looking, and not on purpose. Mostly because I think back to when he first started here. He tried to be that guy that is really cocky, you know the metrosexual who thinks everyone else is in love with him too, but Scott really isn't that guy. That is what he wants everyone to think because it keeps everything at that shallow, face value level. He definitely goes deeper than all that. When he first came in here, we immediately butted heads. And because I am the woman that you all know today, I wanted him to know who was boss. He would push, and pull, and tug to see where my boundries were, and tried to cross them. and I would let him to a small degree...but just like a pit-bull on a choke collar, he could only go so far, and at that point I would let him have it. He has tried so may different ways to push my buttons that I have come to the conclusion, that he needs a woman to be in charge of him. He just loves it when I tell him no. But when he tried to do the same to me he messed with bull, and he got the horns. I once came out of my chair, and purposefully came towards him, I grabbed his collar and shook the daylights out of him. I shook him with every word "You don't understand. you will not tell me what to do around here!" He had a bewildered look that became a lustful glare, his chest was rising an falling rapidly, and his hands were about to be all over me. Holding his gaze,I pushed him away from me and turned and walked to my desk again. At that point I realized that I had truly aroused him. By the end of the night he was litereally kissing my fingers. And has been mine ever since. Recently he was standing at my desk as he was leaving for the evening with some shirts on hangers thrown over his shoulder. I aksed him if that was his dry cleaning, he said no he had just purchased some shirts with the company logo on them. I looked at them and said approvingly "Those will look good on you." He said "Everything looks good on me." I laughed. He then says "Do you know what else looks good on me?" I looked at him imploringly. He says "Nothing!". Two nights ago I hadn't seen him for a good 30 minutes, but as I was leaving for the evening, someone came out after me towards my car. I heard the footsteps, and when I turned it was none other than Scott himself! Sporting a huge goofy grin. He asked for a ride to his car which was parked around back. I was happy to oblige, we made conversation on the way, but there was definitely tension, too bad he was too chicken to try anything! Not that I would've done anything with him, it just would've been nice to reject him...he needs it...he wants it!!! Yesterday, he came and sat with me as the evening was winding down. We chatted a little. He asked me a lot of questions. like, you know "How old are you?" " You look about 23" (right) I hear that one all the time! "You couldn't possibly be older than I am." Consequently, I am by about 5 years. More like first date conversation starters. Then, I jest you not, he reached around behind me to grab a stapler..or was it the tape dispenser? He did the reacharound! I acted like nothing happened to which he withdrew his arm and leaned in the other direction. this was like a date or something. When I left for the evening I off-handedly bade him goodnight, and when I looked at his reflection in the glass in front of me, he was staring at me as I walked out the door. I particularly enjoyed the look on his face. Today he has been walking past my desk quite a lot today, stopping and asking what I am doing, looking down the front of my silk dress that I purchased for Valentine's Day last year. I know I have nice legs, and he has definitely been checking them out! I wanted to test it a little more just to see if he really is my bitch (so to speak). As he was walking out I called a phone near him and he answered, I said "The next time you walk away from me, take your hands out of your pockets!" he said "Huh?" I repeated it and smiled so he smiled and said "Okay." Later he asked me why I asked him to do that, I told him I couldn't see his pants when he did that. He got that look of recognition in his eyes and turned to look at the back of his pants. He grinned and began to walk away, I turned and said "Just do as you're told." He has deliberately taken his hands out of his pockets as he walks past ever since.