Love at work, or sex, or the lack there of

I decided to star running. At my third attempt I ran for 7 minutes and power walked at a steady pace for 53 minutes. Not bad.
And all the time I was power-walking I was thinking about a certain co-worker, how attractive he is and about his naked body, oh and all the shady and cozy spots at the park where we could have sex.

The problem is we don’t co-exist on the same sex universe, meaning I am thinking about doing him and. . .  I don’t think that he is thinking of doing me.

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